"Death Lord?" The beautiful snake trembled.
"Have you heard of me?"
"I have. In The Tale as Old as Time. You are the one who killed an entire continent worth of creatures whether they are demons or insects. You killed them all and turned them into your undead army."
Aldred raised an eyebrow. "I don't where you heard that, but that doesn't sounds like me at all."
The snake frowned. "Then how dare you use his name to refer to yourself. You are treading with death itself."
"I will kill whoever that is. The Death Lord will be my title, and mine only."
Two Aldred appeared out of nowhere beside the snake, staring at her with cold blooded eyes, and a terrifying grin.
They slashed, blinding one of her eyes as she shot out her tongue in the shape of a trident. It penetrated to one of Aldred's clone, but the clone didn't even let out a groan in pain. He keep smiling before cutting off her tongue.
"Ahhh!" The snake screamed in pain and agony.
"Die, and be one of my undead."
"Never!"
Here is the second chapter. I want to give bonus chapter for the 400 power stones, but my doctor told me to rest, and there is even a possibility that I might not update any chapters tomorrow. My back and neck pain has been going on for more than a year, but I forced it, and now I am suffering the consequences of that decision. Hope you all understands, and thank you for reading this far. I will do my best to keep the story going.