Scion of Raizel (The Divine Elements Book 3)

by Daman

  “RUAAAAHHHH!”

  Kail bellowed, massive surges of wild lightning coalesced around his scaled fists as he struck at Zarvel’s back.

  The sound of a mini explosion rumbled within the hall, but when everyone looked closer at Zarvel’s back, there was not a single dent or rupture in his scales.

  He was utterly unscathed.

  “What!?”

  Kail uttered in shock. He knew that he could not defeat Zarvel with a single strike, but to not even be able to damage one of his dark scales caused Kail to wallow in anguish.

  “We should leave.”

  Avor whispered quietly to Calron. Compared to everyone else, Avor seemed to be the least affected by Zarvel’s aura. It was understandable since he was not under the influence of the dark orb, and his soul power was not subdued.

  “We can’t let them die.”

  Calron replied, watching Zarvel indifferently slap Kail away from him. The winged creature’s goal was the death of the tower lords and not the others present in the hall. Once the lords were dead, the royal family would have no support and it would pave the way for Zarvel to take control of the entire city.

  Avor stood silent, but the expression on his face conveyed that he wanted to take Calron and Roran out of the palace.

  Kail crumpled on the ground when he landed, but Calron could detect that the man was still alive. However, a more pressing matter was taking place in front of everyone. Zarvel had finally reached one of the tower lords and was viciously staring down at the bloodied man.

  It was the same tower lord who was gravely injured when Calron and the others entered the main hall.

  “You’ll be the first.”

  Zarvel grinned, rows of sharp teeth extruding out of his jaws as the weakened body of the tower lord rose up in the air and floated towards Zarvel.

  “Dilon!”

  Erten’s father cried out, his voice hoarse with emotion. Dying at the hands of an enemy while in combat was a respectable death, being slaughtered like helpless cattle was not.

  The other tower lords groaned in protest, but none of them could fight back. Without their Heavenly stage powers, the tower lords were akin to Vajra stage cultivators albeit with stronger bodies.

  *crackle*

  Bursts of tiny blue static lightning surged around Calron, enveloping his entire body.

  I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die, but I cannot watch him massacre everyone here.

  Calron inwardly thought. After Zarvel killed the other tower lords, he would definitely come for the Patriarch and Calron would not let that happen.

  “NO, big brother!”

  Roran screamed from a few meters away, realizing what his brother was about to do. Roran was aware of the physical stress that the Azure Lightning put on Calron’s body and after recklessly using it earlier, he knew that Calron was severely injured.

  *cough*

  Calron spat out a mouthful of blood and started to slowly rise up from the floor. His deep azure eyes stared at the marble, reminiscing about his family and what his life would have been like had they been still alive.

  Forgive me, mother and father… I wanted to live my life for you and to take revenge for your cruel deaths… but I cannot let these people die in front of me. Avi, I hope you never feel alone in this world… Goodbye.

  Calron’s irises morphed into a bright grey color, indicating the activation of the Divine Perception.

  Once his Dark Psylocker’s ability was triggered, the aura pressure from Zarvel was reduced significantly, letting Calron stand up on his feet with ease.

  Calron knew that he did not have long to live, as his internal organs would fail after a few minutes. He could already feel his heart struggling to pump blood into his veins.

  Ignite.

  The small blue static lightning around Calron suddenly exploded into a storm of azure lightning, causing the sound of thunder to reverberate within the entire hall.

  “Big brother…”

  Roran muttered with tears in his eyes while glancing at Calron’s figure. Everyone saw the mighty presence of lightning, but Roran could see only one thing in Calron’s grey eyes.

  Death.

  Sensing a person’s stare, Calron turned to look at Roran’s tearful face. How could his brother not know what he was about to do?

  Calron did not know what to say, so he simply smiled at Roran. He conveyed all of his feelings and emotions in that single smile.

  “AAAARRRGGGHHH!!”

  A scream of agony filled the hall, as Dilon’s body was being crushed in front of everyone’s eyes. The tower lord remained floating in the air, but an unforeseen force was gradually squeezing his body together. It was Zarvel’s soul power.

  Calron pushed away all thoughts away from his mind and instantly rushed at Zarvel in a flash. A single bolt of Azure Lightning shot through the air towards Zarvel, as Calron hoped that it would distract the creature from killing the tower lord.

  He would not make it in time to save Dilon.

  “Hmm?”

  Zarvel tilted his draconic head to the side, noticing an attack aimed at him.

  “Pathetic.”

  He stated in a dry voice and in the next moment, Dilon’s body was completely crushed to a pulp, his flesh and blood blasted onto the ground.

  Shouts of fury and wailing could be heard, as everyone was stunned by the death of a tower lord in front of their eyes.

  Shit!

  Calron fumed at being too late.

  “RUOOH!”

  Zarvel cried out in fury the instant the Azure Lightning collided with his body. An area of dark scales on his side were ruptured and scorched while smoke rose from it.

  “You little… ”

  Zarvel roared, turning his attention to Calron. He was surprised by the fact that the boy’s attack could actually harm him.

  A Vajra stage cultivator’s attack managed to pierce through his scales?

  Impossible!

  Calron’s body appeared mid-air, exactly above Zarvel, but his hands were not empty. There were two dark mini-crossbows with electric-blue bolts fixed onto each of his wrists.

  “Go die.”

  He yelled, and shot the azure crossbow bolts directly at Zarvel’s face.

  Time froze to a standstill.

  “I remember it was you who killed quite a few of my subordinates.”

  Zarvel looked straight at the incoming bolts, but there was no hint of fear in his eyes.

  “Boy… do you know why Heavenly stage experts are feared?”

  Zarvel whispered the two azure bolts about to near his skull.

  *whooosh*

  All of a sudden, a large purple sphere expanded outwards from Zarvel, enwrapping a radius of approximately ten meters.

  The azure bolts wobbled in the air when they came in contact with the purple sphere before finally disintegrating into nothing.

  “The Heavenly Domain… ”

  Resir and a few other tower lords muttered when they saw the purple sphere. It was the symbol of power for a Heavenly stage expert.

  “You thinking that you could defeat me was hopeless from the very start.”

  Zarvel teleported himself in front of the astonished Calron and wrapped his tail around the teen’s neck.

  “GAAAAHHH!”

  Calron roared savagely, summoning as much of the Azure Lightning as he could to burn Zarvel’s tail. His neck was beginning to be choked by the monster.

  “You must not be very intelligent. I just said… it’s hopeless.”

  Zarvel smirked evilly, taking pleasure at the mournful expression on Calron’s face. Although the strange blue lightning surprised him, its power was too weak to contend against the might of a Heavenly stage expert.

  What Zarvel did not know was that the Azure Lightning’s strength depended on Calron, so if the teen ever reached the same cultivation stage as him, then Calron would be able to effortlessly dominate him.

  “NOOO!”

  Roran and Linda scre
amed while charging towards Calron. However, they were barred by Zarvel’s Heavenly Domain.

  “If we were not on the opposite sides, I would have liked to have a talented subordinate as yourself working under me.”

  Zarvel spoke as his tail tightened around Calron’s neck. The teen’s skin was turning blue, as Calron began to suffocate and gasp for air. A small stream of blood trailed down from his mouth.

  There were only a few seconds until all the air left Calron’s body, but it looked like he would die from his organ failure before suffocation.

  Which would come first: organ failure or suffocation?

  This is the saddest way to die…

  Calron wanted to laugh at his dark humor, but he had no more strength in his body.

  I never thought that my brother’s decedents would give up so easily.

  A familiar voice rang inside Calron’s mind in his final moments before death, as the cry of a colossal dragon thundered outside, evaporating Zarvel’s Heavenly Domain.

  The illusion of a fifty-meter-tall golden dragon formed above the main hall, its golden irises gazing warmly at Calron.

  Chapter 61 – Divinity

  “Oh my god.”

  Balis muttered with stupor, gazing at the dark orb in the sky above. With the sun utterly eclipsed by the artifact, the city seemed to be enveloped by an eternal shadow.

  The whole area around the palace was empty save for the numerous corpses scattered on the ground. Everyone was afraid to come near the palace gates.

  “Zarvel, what have you done… ?”

  It was not possible for Zarvel to own a Deity artifact unless he was associated with one of the Deities themselves. A Deity who wanted to control the mortal world could only be one belonging to the Infernal Faction.

  The battle was most likely still ongoing inside the palace, but Balis had to destroy the dark orb before he went inside. With that Deity artifact active, none of the tower lords would be able to fight against Zarvel, hence it was imperative that Balis exterminated the orb.

  *clink*

  Balis leapt off into the sky and punched the orb with all his might. However, the artifact was immune to any damage and besides the dull sound of his fist colliding against the orb, nothing changed.

  This looks troublesome.

  Balis mustered a large majority of his essence into a ball of condensed tornados and prepared to smash it at the orb. After his strenuous journey from the Order’s headquarters, Balis’ essence reserves were almost dry, but he had no choice if he wanted to defeat Zarvel.

  “HAAAH!”

  The ball made of violent gales struck the dark orb, and Balis fueled the attack by using more of his essence.

  *kacha*

  Finally, a small crack appeared on top of the glassy orb. But it was not enough to destroy the Deity artifact.

  “No… ”

  Balis descended to the ground, crestfallen at not being able to execute his task. He was almost completely out of essence, and could not coalesce another attack on par with his last one.

  “Rest, old man. We’ll take it from here.”

  A deep voice sounded behind Balis, causing the exhausted man to turn around to see who the visitors were.

  Balis’ eyes widened in shock at the sight unfolding in front of his eyes.

  There were around twenty warriors gathered around three middle-aged men. What shocked Balis was not their numbers, but the power currently being displayed by the three men in front. Countless bolts of lightning gathered above their bodies, all aimed at the dark orb in the sky.

  The reinforcements from the Raizel clan were finally here.

  ………………………………

  How are you here!?

  Calron inquired the voice inside his mind. The sensation reminded him of Ezkael, filling the void that existed in his soul after his Teacher’s departure.

  I don’t have much time, child. In order to come here, I had to sacrifice a part of my divinity so listen carefully to what I’m about to say.

  The golden-eyed man stated in a serious tone.

  I cannot defeat the creature in front of us, but I can definitely scare him away. I need you to channel the Azure Lightning into me, so I can utilize its power to sustain the illusion. We only have a few minutes left, so let’s make it count.

  Since he was going to die anyways, Calron had no qualms with summoning the Azure Lightning once again. All of this conversation happened in the span of a second.

  “LEAVE THIS PLACE, BEAST.”

  The golden dragon’s voice rumbled, its ancient eyes glaring down at Zarvel. Compared to the gigantic fifty-meter dragon, Zarvel looked like a small plant while the others seemed like ants.

  Calron’s body shivered as he transferred the power of the Azure Lightning into the golden dragon.

  It’s cold.

  Calron could sense his heartbeat slowing down as death rapidly approached him.

  “I am not afraid of a Deity, dragon. My master is one of you as well, so you’ll have to face him if you continue to stand in my way.”

  Zarvel was unfettered by the colossal dragon looming over him and responded calmly to his threat.

  Flashes of dark blue lightning darted across the golden dragon’s scales, as it bent its head down and breathed onto Zarvel’s miniscule body.

  “WHO SAID I WAS A MERE DEITY?”

  Right at that moment, Zarvel’s eyes fluttered in shock and his body began to quiver uncontrollably. Even the pupils in his eyes rolled back as the winged beast collapsed to the ground and started to twitch.

  NO! STOP!

  Zarvel bellowed in his mind, feeling his soul being slowly torn apart by sharp claws.

  This was not the sheer power of a Deity!

  It was a whole realm above it!

  Calron, I have used the last bit of my divinity so the illusion of the dragon will fade away in a moment. I am sorry, but this is the extent of what I can do with my avatar in the mortal world.

  The golden dragon’s regretful voice echoed inside Calron’s head.

  He had managed to injure Zarvel by ripping a part of his soul, but it was not enough to kill the beast.

  Child, after I leave, you will need to inform the Patriarch and prepare for the impending war. You only have a few years until the Shadow God makes his move, so you’ll need to be ready by then.

  War? And who is this Shadow God?

  Calron’s mind was befuddled by the information just revealed to him.

  I wish our circumstances were not like this, as I had planned to tell you about them slowly in the following months. Your Patriarch already knows about the situation, so he’ll tell you more about it later.

  The golden dragon sighed inside Calron’s mind. He did not expect Calron and the city to be attacked so soon, and was forced to consume his divinity to save them from the enemy.

  It doesn’t matter anymore… if you haven’t noticed yet, I am dying.

  Calron forced out the thought, feeling the coldness seep into his bones.

  It is too soon for you to die, Calron, as your destiny is not tied down to this mortal world. I will transfer the last vestiges of my divinity into you, so your body can rejuvenate its internal organs from their fatal injury. Take care of yourself, child.

  The dragon’s body started to fade, rousing everyone’s attention.

  NO! I don’t want you to sacrifice your life for mine!

  Calron protested, seeing the illusion of the fifty-meter dragon distort in the air.

  I am still alive, Calron. I only sent my avatar to the mortal world. Once you transcend to the Heavenly stage, the mysteries of the Divine Realm will be open to your eyes, and then we can meet again.

  *dhak dhak*

  A refreshing sensation coursed throughout Calron’s body as a mysterious energy flowed inside his heart. His heartbeat gradually regained its rhythm and pumped the new divine blood into his flesh and bones. The numerous cuts and bruises on his skin rapidly healed along with the crushed internal organ
s reverting back to their original form.

  Why?

  Tears flowed down Calron’s cheeks as he glanced up at the almost translucent form of the golden dragon.

  Because I made a promise to my brother.