Chaos Devourer System

Chapter 632: Visit To The Martial God Hall 1

Chapter 632: Visit To The Martial God Hall 1

“AHHHHHHHHHHH!” A piercing, soul-chilling scream rang out through the entire throne room, causing old sweats to appear on the face of the messenger who witnessed the exchange, his spine shivering within him.

The scream barely lasted for 10 seconds before it suddenly grew quiet, with Vega having lost his consciousness from the intense pressure and beating on his body. Even though he was at the Universe Rank, he couldn’t withstand a simple step from his father before getting knocked out in 10 seconds.

“Tch, just how stupid have I even raised you…” Grand Elder Flaming Heart said, with a thunderous expression as he slowly stepped away from the crater, walking back to his throne. He sat, before exhaling loudly.

‘His killing intent and will for revenge was so thick!’ Grand Elder Flaming Heart pondered, his eyes still able to sense Zera’s massive killing intent when his eyes had automatically crossed Vega, yet it was so fast and quickly fading that only Grand Elder Flaming Heart ever noticed.

‘Not only is the enemy a one-in-a-thousand genius, he also knows well to reign such a massive killing intent down and wait for the perfect time. If he keeps growing at such a pace, then we really might be doomed…’ He reasoned cautiously, a headache setting in his head, before a thought appeared. He opened his eyes once more, turning his gaze to the kneeling messenger.

“I have an order for you!” Grand Elder Flaming Heart said as the messenger’s ears visibly perked up.

“At your service, Grand Elder…”

“Take my stupid son into the Hell of O’Hara,” Grand Elder Flaming Heart said as the messenger’s body jerked back in shock.

“S…Sir???” He asked as Grand Elder Flaming Heart’s intense, piercing gaze bore on him, causing his heart to shake within his ribcage.

“I mean, yes sire. For how many seconds, my lord?” He asked, as Grand Elder Flaming Heart turned to look at Vega in the pothole before his eyes flashed with ruthlessness.

“Till he exits by himself and breaks open the realm door…” He replied as the messenger snapped his gaze upwards towards him.

“Grand Elder, no one can survive the Hell of O’Hara for more than 10 minutes, and you yourself, the mightiest genius of our clan, only survived for an hour. The gate of O’Hara is said to weigh more than a billion tons and can only be opened from the outside. To break through the door for anyone is impossible, my lord!” The messenger said. Flaming Heart steeled his heart.

“Don’t make me repeat myself, or I’m afraid your fate will be unknown in a blink…” He threatened, giving the messenger no choice but to drag up Vega’s body from the crater before exiting the throne room.

“You brought this upon yourself and upon our entire family. You should, for once in your life, bear the consequences of your own doings. Only two choices exist for you, Vega: either become a mighty devil formed from the flames of O’Hara, or die…”

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“Tell me, boss, isn’t it splendid!!!” Kenji screamed out gleefully as he ran around the luxurious rooms, a beaming smile on his face, while Fluffy chased after him excitedly.

“It really is splendid, almost like an entire castle…” Zeras mused out as he looked around the room he was in. One couldn’t even know at all that it is placed inside a mountain. There was an extremely large living room, all tiled in beautiful golden and white colors, with every amenity put in place. There were a total of three bedrooms, each perfectly equipped with all of its amenities, and there was a cultivation chamber, oozing with the greatest amount of mana that he had ever seen.

The exquisite design bordered on the realm of perfection itself, and it was more than ten times better than the one present in the outer sects.

“Hey Kenji, I’ll be leaving for the Martial God Hall. Look after Fluffy…” Zeras said as he walked back towards the exit.

“What the hell, boss. You’ve barely been even here for 5 minutes and you’re now thinking about the Martial God Hall!!? Take off your sweaty robes, boss, and have a feel of these comfy sofas. A little relaxation wouldn’t kill, right?” Kenji said, but all he got was Zeras gently locking back the door in his face as Kenji’s eyebrows creased.

‘I formerly thought he was cultivating to reclaim his lost dignity for being demoted from inner sect to outer sect

. But now, he is still cultivating hard, and the same sense of urgency is still oozing off his body. Just what is boss preparing for!?’ Kenji wondered.

He had formerly believed Zera’s tale of being the younger brother of an elder, but as Zeras got more recognition, he sneaked upon the information of him supposedly being an inner sect member but got demoted to an outer sect due to a cultivation regression.

He had thought Zeras was trying all he could to reclaim his lost dignity and that was why he was cultivating so hard, and Kenji also reasoned with that. But now, he already got the acknowledgment of the sect, yet he was still cultivating so hard.

Why? What is he even preparing for? So much he couldn’t even reward himself with a few minutes of rest and enjoyment on his rewards of getting acknowledged?

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“You’re here once more, boy…” The gruffy old voice rang out before Zeras could grab the bottle away from his hands. Zeras’ hand halted in its step and the man raised his head up from the table.

“My favorite elder…” Zeras greeted with a smile as the man scoffed in disdain.

“Hmph.”

“Here it is…” Zeras said, passing him the three golden cards and the single silver card.

“Oh? You passed the Defier Arena events?” The old man asked as Zeras raised an eyebrow.

“You strangely don’t seem to be too surprised about it…” Zeras replied as the old man’s eyes flashed with a special light.