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Chương 315: Tyr - Broke

Turning our heads, my mind fell blank as Sif, one of our strongest warriors, fell into the arms of Arsene wailing like a lost child.

"I didn't, please I only wanted him to love me, " She whimpered, balling in the arms of the Devil. "I needed his love; I needed it. I just wanted him to love me again. To hold me like he did when we were young." she rushed to say, hoping for some kind of forgiveness.

"But he did it again, didn't he?" Arsene muttered, stroking her hair, his hollow eyes peering towards me in amusement, "What of Astrid's mother? Didn't he have his fill of her? And she doesn't even remember, does she?"

Turning to my brother, I watched his jaw sink, "How does he know of that? I was careful." Thor muttered, peering towards Arsene.

"Did you hear that, Sif? Thor was careful, but wait, didn't you help too?" Arsene asked, lifting her chin with a warm expression. Even with his face covered in blood, and gore I had never seen such a pure expression upon his face. "Yes, that's right. You poisoned her apple tree. You led her towards his camber and had..."

"Please don't please! Don't say it." Sif, unable to hide her guilt fell towards the ground, yet Arsene was there to catch her. He wiped her tears away like a caring friend.

"Sif, why did you do it?" He asked, sending chills down our spines. This... was this the same monster from before? "You stripped her bare, a god of innocence. And tossed her towards thor, knowing fully what would happen. She begged, didn't she? Even under the drugs, she kept on begging to stop till the end."

Gripping thors collar tighter, my heart began to bleed as I turned towards the true monster, "she was your family. For what reason did you do this? Was Idun not enough? You went after her daughter?"

"No need to answer," Arsene said, " I am sure Sif will tell us, won't you? I am sure you will tell us why? Why he wanted Idun and her daughter."

"Don't make me," Sif muttered, unable to open her eyes.

"No, my dear, please don't cry. Embrace it. You're more of a monster than he is, don't you think? You started to enjoy it, didn't you? Enjoy bringing him a woman, or at least you did when he had an interest in you. You loved it when he stroked your hair, called your name, kissed your cheek."

"Release me!" Thor bellowed, but my grip quickly fell upon his throat. "I WILL KILL HIM! NOW!"

"I can give you his love," Arsene said, causing both Thor and I to freeze. "I will make it, so all you can do is feel his touch. You will feel his touch every day; all you have to do is accept me. Accept my name and will."

"NOOOOOOO!" I screamed, rushing towards them, but a large scarred minitour appeared, gipping a demonic ax that dripped with the blood of my kind. Leaping away in haste, space all around Midgard shattered. Snorting flames from his nose, he stumped upon the ground, skidding its hooves and forth like a bull waiting to strike.

"A Worthy Foe! I am Arkcius, Second Son of Ekthus," He roared, sending tremors through space.

Shivering, my heart trembled at the monster before me. He was powerful, I was a Mid god, but he could definitely battle me evenly as a New God.

"Thor!" I shouted as the god of thunder and lightning shot forth, trying our hardest to get past this thing but, our bodies froze when over thirty demons appeared, all of them overflowing with the power of a new God. However, none of them were more powerful than Arkcius... Except one, who remained by Arsene's side, watching me like a hawk.

"You will accept, won't you? The memories of his love? The warm feeling of his touch, I could give you it all, my dear. All of it, and much much more." He said, placing his palm out.

Looking into the warm, trusting eyes of the Devil, I observed the stillness eyes of Sif.

"STOP HER!" Thor screamed towards the Gods of both sides, "HE WILL DESTROY EVERYTHING!"

Shaking his palm, clearly not in the right state of mind, the warm gleam within the Devil's eyes vanished when it returned.

The hysterical laugh that sent my soul into a state of fear. What happened? Arsene, what are you becoming? I know you were a monster, but this... this is not normal. I have seen the aftermath of the demons and devils during the war, but what you are doing is different.

"Welcome to Veaveictus, and to fulfill my end, I shall make it so that every touch of a man or woman you have will feel like Thors. From here on out, you shall be responsible for relieving my men. You will be our new whore! A fitting role, don't you think, thor? I wonder how it will feel to watch your wife fucked senseless calling your name before billions." He shouted when all of a sudden Sif vanished, leaving only the horrid laughter of this thing.

"Truly redefines the meaning of cockhold." He scornfully said, turning around only to turn back, "You know why stop there? Sif is a god; I am sure all of her followers will enjoy getting their fill? I wonder what happens when a mortal dominates the god they pray to... or maybe Sif will dominate them showing them a true divinity. "

"I will fucking kill you!" Thor howled with everything he had, showering the nine realms with the Odin force. However, the Devil was not in the least impressed. He simply eyed me, and his gaze said it all.

Drawing my sword and shield, my eyes turned icy as I glared at Arsene. "THOR! LET'S GO!!"

Nodding in agreement, thor and I charged towards the minitours; however, just when thor was about to strike, I flickered behind him, my sword piercing through his spine into his gut. Twisting my blade, I whispered, "I do not ask for forgiveness, for this is what you deserve!"

Thor was a mighty warrior, but even if we had our disagreements, I was a god of justice, and betrayal is not usually in my description. Nevertheless, thor trusted me; letting his guard down will be the last thing he ever does. For Idun!

Coughing up a mouthful of blood, Thor, horrified, screamed, shooting his ax towards my head, but with a jerk of my sword, my blade curled, splitting open a large portion of his stomach. Groaning in a wimping cry, thor dropped his ax, trying to hold in his organs from spilling out.

"MAGNI, MODI," He Cried to the heavens, "BALDER, HELP YOUR KING!"

Lowering my blade, I looked towards Arsene but saw nothing. He was gone. Returning to his slaughter.

Turning my gaze towards the army of Demons watching me, I gripped my sword. Arsene, even in this state... he has everything within the palms of his hands.

Raising my sword, I gazed upon the weeping King, "Goodbye Thor."

DING!


Chương 316: Solomon - Dread

"What have you done, Sitri," I uttered aloud, watching the madness below. "Arsene is not following logic anymore. What has happened?"

That little play with Sif was horrific. The emotions he has shown I had not thought of him displaying such a deep understanding of deception. It was like looking at a different person— In fact, even the way he is killing is starting to look different.

It was not getting better but rather more abstract. Arsene's spear did not seem to belong to his orderly and chaotic battle style but rather something different. If I didn't know better, I would think Arsene had different personalities or had soul fragments of various beings.

Whatever Sitri did, he may have pushed the wrong button. That black blood is also different, it is flowing, but there are no wounds. A phantom injury? But a soul bender cannot be affected by such things, can they?"

"Goodbye, Thor,"

Scrunching my brow, I sighed, "How disdainful, but it is far too early to allow you to die. Your Legacy cannot fall into Arsene's hands."

Taking a single step, space began to shrink, forcing my body to appear right in front of Tyr. Raising my staff, a resounding ding rang through the air, shaking all of Midgard.

"Argo!" Tyr muttered, not surprised by my arrival.

"So you have betrayed us?"

"This does not concern you, Argo. If you want to kill Arsene, he is right there. Why stand in my way?" said Tyr, pointing towards the slaughtering calamity.

Waving my palm, the mangled body of Thor vanished, leaving me surrounded by a few gods. Smiling, I peered towards Arsene killing. I was sure he would have noticed, but his blade and actions did not wavier. Did he not care about the power I just showed?

No, he must have figured out my identity. Or more likely must know Nox is serious about killing him, so they sent me.

"All of you stand down, let him go," The voice of Arsene echoed, "No need for everyone to die."

Glancing towards the young man killing like a raging monster, I frowned. His dismissive behavior was strange. Arsene was cold, calculating, a little whimsical at times, and could be described as insane, but he was a man that never left any nook or cranny overlooked. Why Ignore me? This would be the perfect opportunity to learn about me.

Holding a baffled expression, Tyr lowered his weapon, noticing I was not attacking. He studied my expression for a while, trying to measure the impossible.

"So you figured out who I was?" I inquired, only be met with the chilling laughter.

"Do not bother," said Tyr, "he has been like that for six months. You would not happen to know what has happened?"

Touching my chin, an infinite amount of knowledge began to enter my soul, yet none of it pertained to Arsene and his castle. It was like a blank stain. He did not exist, not even his past. If I didn't have Nox on my side, I would not know he was on Tensen Lumireis before.

"Do you know what happened?"

"Was hoping you would," Said Tyr withdrawing from sight. "We are retreating, I will not allow my men to be slaughtered like this."

Glancing towards the demons glaring, but neither attacking. I did not bother trying to kill them. I am sure Arsene would get more. Teleporting to Sitri's side, my gaze fell upon his ugly expression twisted in anxiety.

"What?" I asked, peering towards... The skinless thing with a spike piercing through its head. Widening my eyes, I backed away, feeling something off about this thing. It had no eyes, flesh, or defining features upon its body.

"It still will not listen," Sitri begrudgingly said, "I used a Torment of Azeroth, but aside from the basic commands of standing and sitting, nothing."

"Dear God," I whispered to myself, turning my head away, "Who was it? I cannot feel any type of energy upon it."

"Lilith," He said, sending my heart into chaos."It will seem I will have to use more. This bitch is genuinely making me work. "

Feeling the hairs upon my body rise on end, a cold permeated my flesh. Taking a step back, I turned to Lilith, glaring at me with her hollow eyes.

"Had to make her like this. She is quite the vixen, I tell you. Especially her when her eyes her lifeless, they were like marvelous gems, I... Never mind. What did you need, Soloman."

"You used a Torment of Azeroth upon Lilith, The Daughter of Asmodeus and Princess of the Abyss." I weakly said, trying to understand. "Sitri, forgive my rudeness but are you mad? Asmodeus is one thing, but have you forgotten of Leviathan? And the biggest problem, The Abyss itself? It's alive, you know, a being of absolute, yet you used a torment of Azeroth?"

"Indeed," Sitri venomously whispered, "and I plan on using more. You see, Lilith and I have this bet. I was sure she knew Arsene would succeed, but with this. I can ensure that even if Arsene manages to win, I still win."

"She will not be able to call in anything. You are erasing her everything." I whispered.

The Torment of Azeroth was one of the Devil race's go-to weapons of control and torment. It placed you in an infinite replica of hell itself. Forcing you to go through all nine realms till nothing of your ego is left. It's a tool meant to break demons who step out of line. While also giving you control of said person's body, knowing what was going on but never doing anything about it. There feeling of pain would increase not based upon a factor but rather time. The longer one remained, the more sensitive they would become.

"Yes, she had said a little too much, you see, and with Arsene's involvement with Lord Asmodeus, I knew I did not have much time and that Lilith must have a way of escape. These two were planning something together, and I will make sure Arsene pays the price for his Transgression."

Covering my mouth, I could not help but burst into laughter," Transgression? Sitri, you may have triggered something you should not have."

"Asmodeus will not know till it's over!" said the Prince, drawing another Torment of Azeroth.

"I was not talking about Asmodeus, but the Chosen of Tenebrae. Lilith is Yura, isn't she... They are sharing each other's pain, the Black Blood, upon Arsene's cheeks, the tears that fell endlessly... It all makes sense now." I shouted, tearing my eyes off Sitri, placing them upon the Soulbender.

Arsene was not truly mourning due to her death, he was crying for the torment of his wife... He might not even know. The different personalities shown within his blade, the insanity, upon the battlefield. If this continues, Arsene will also become a different person, and not for the better. And with Lilith by his side. Dear God!

Asmodeus, was this your plan? You would not allow this I know for sure. Is there another party? There has to be. Wait... Arsene said, little brother! If he is involved, then why put Arsene through this? Why not give him help? I am missing something.

"~Sitri~," Lilith hollowly wheezed in a voice that similar to Arsene and Lilith, sending a shiver down my spine."We~are~coming!"

Licking his lips, he jammed another Torment of Azeroth into her right shoulder and then into her left. He gripped her bloody cheeks, squeezing them tightly.

"And I shall be waiting."


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