RISE OF EROS-Chapter 610 - 609
The air around Cannes Palace vibrated with overwhelming intensity. Explosions of energy were constant as if a heavenly storm had descended upon the mortal world.
The skies were dyed red and black, reflecting the fury of the fighting taking place both on the ground and in the air. Each blow from the demigods resonated like the roar of a god, and the ground beneath their feet trembled as if the world itself was on the verge of collapse.
Zaros led the fight against Lortad’s subordinates. His aura was a whirlpool of unbreakable power, his figure towering like a titan among mortals. In front of him, Cadux, Exil, and Tulpa fought with a mix of determination and desperation.
Lortad’s subordinates had taken the blood of the fallen god, and their strength was enhanced beyond their natural limits. Their movements were swift, their attacks lethal, but Zaros was no ordinary opponent.
"Do you think this corruption will give you the advantage?! You are sorely mistaken!" Zaros roared, as his crimson axe forged from his blood sliced through the air, sending a wave of energy ripping up the ground in front of them and sending several of them several meters back.
Exil took advantage of the moment to attack from the flank, seeing everyone focused on Zaros who moved at an impressive speed, deflecting the blows with an elegant spin and hitting a punch straight into the torso of another enemy, making him retreat.
Meanwhile, Cadux used his speed to attack from the shadows. He was the strategist of the group, and he knew that a direct confrontation would be suicide, so like his relatives, he let Zaros take the enemy charge and he attacked unexpectedly.
A dagger impregnated with evil energy headed towards Zaros’ neck in a surprise attack, but Zaros intercepted it with his arm covered in a magic barrier, breaking the weapon in the process.
"Your tricks don’t work on me!" Zaros exclaimed, concentrating his power into a burst of light that forced all of the enemies to retreat. One by one, the enemies began to give way. Read exclusive content at novelbuddy
The blood of the fallen god amplified their strength, but also corrupted their minds, making them erratic. Zaros, with his impeccable control, subdued them one by one, leaving them severely injured and out of action.
"You should have chosen your allies better," Zaros said as his axe pierced the chests of the enemies who, with a look of resignation, fell to the ground, their bodies consumed by the evil energy they could no longer sustain.
While Zaros fought his own battle, Lortad found himself surrounded by the three demigods. His haughty gaze now reflected a mix of rage and despair. "Damn you! Do you think this will be enough to defeat me?" he shouted, releasing a burst of dark energy that drove his opponents back.
Arion was the first to respond. With his spear in hand, he launched himself at Lortad with a speed that defied human perception. His attack was precise, designed to break through the enemy’s defense, but Lortad blocked the blow with a shield of dark energy, countering with a punch from his fist that Arion barely managed to dodge.
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"You are strong, Lortad, but today you faced the wrong ones," Arion said, as he raised his energy even higher. His body began to glow with a golden light, a power that only legend-level demigods could reach. With a war cry, he launched a flurry of attacks that Lortad could barely contain.
Lugia joined the attack, channeling an ice storm that froze the air around him. Hundreds of ice spikes rained down on Lortad, who used his dark energy to destroy them before they reached him.
However, this left him vulnerable to Elidyr, who appeared behind him in a flash of light, launching a direct attack at Lortad’s torso. The impact sent him reeling, leaving a crack in his magical armor.
"They’re playing with fire!" Lortad roared, his body beginning to mutate. The blood of the fallen god he had ingested granted him a monstrous form, with wings of shadow and claws that seemed capable of cutting through steel itself. His attacks became more frenzied, and his power increased exponentially, but he also lost some of his mental clarity.
Lugia and Elidyr remained in constant motion, attacking from different angles to prevent Lortad from reaching them. Meanwhile, Arion charged up a final attack. His spear began to glow brightly, gathering a massive amount of divine energy.
"This is the end, Lortad!" Arion exclaimed, throwing his spear with all his might. The energy it contained tore through space like a bolt of heavenly lightning, striking directly into Lortad’s chest. The dark demigod screamed in agony as the light consumed him, disintegrating the evil around him.
Lortad’s minions, fueled by the fallen god’s blood, fought fiercely against the forces of Zaros and the allied demigods. Each of them was a formidable warrior, but the corruption in their bodies made them vulnerable to the coordinated attacks of their opponents.
Zaros led the front, coordinating the movements of his allies with impeccable precision. His blood axe, imbued with divine energy, cut through the enemies’ defenses with ease. At his side, Cadux, Exil, and Tulpa, now grateful to have rescinded their alliance with Lortad, helped hold off the remaining minions.
One of the most powerful minions, a demigod known as Kael, attempted to attack Zaros from the air. His body radiated evil energy, and his attacks were devastating.
However, Zaros, with unflappable calm, waited for the right moment to counterattack. With a swift movement, he deflected Kael’s attack and delivered a diagonal slash that pierced through his body, sealing his fate.
Despite Lortad’s defeat, one of his final attacks had severely injured Lugia. The demigod had protected Elidyr at the last moment, taking a direct hit that left a fatal wound on her torso. "We did it… Lortad is dead…" Lugia said in a broken voice, as she knelt on the ground. Elidyr and Arion rushed to her side, trying to stabilize her, but the wound was too severe.
"Lugia, hold on. You cannot leave now," Elidyr said, desperation in his voice. "My time has come… But I have no regrets. My lady is safe, and Lortad’s threat is over… That is enough for me," Lugia replied, before closing her eyes for the last time or so she thought.
Arion was no ordinary demigod, and although he knew from the start that they had the advantage against the enemy, he knew that this could happen, so he had come prepared.
His wife, and Lugia’s mistress, is an expert in herbology and a close friend of Sereda, the best arcanist in existence, so they had created a potion like no other. Without wasting any time, he had Lugia drink it and she quickly began to heal.
If the potion created by Carolina is magical, this one that Arion had in his possession was divine. It can be said that it is a far superior version to Carolina’s, so Lugia’s wounds were healing in full view of everyone.
With the death of Lortad and his subordinates, the battle came to an end. The dark energies that had corrupted the sky began to dissipate, and a warm light bathed the battlefield.
Zaros, Arion, and Elidyr met at Cannes Palace carrying the unconscious, but out of danger Lugia. Cadux and his family members also gathered there, joining the others in celebrating the victory.
"Today we have achieved something great," Zaros said, looking at his companions. Still, a trace of sadness could be seen knowing that Lortad had died. He may have been an enemy, but to him, he was still his brother from different fathers.
Arion, staring at the horizon, nodded silently. He knew that Lortad’s death would make his enemies more aggressive. They did not know that Purgatory was not as united as it seemed, so they expected the times to come to be more dangerous.
While in the Demon Realm, Andrew sensed what was happening in the vicinity of Cannes Palace. No matter where he was, he could sense what was happening in his temples, and a battle of this magnitude was impossible to ignore.
He even had the urge to return, but with no Heavenly Palace nearby, returning was impossible. Fortunately, he continued to observe what was happening with his ability to sense the surroundings of Cannes Palace.
He witnessed how Zaros, Arion and the others fought against Lortad and although he was not clear about everything that was happening, it was easy to understand who the allies and enemies were, and he could see that his family and friends were safe.
Because of this, they had stopped traveling, which confused Lucian and his guards, but they did not reveal themselves. Seraphine, Oliver and Sansa, just stood guard, while they looked after Andrew who seemed out of his mind.
He had not said anything, but the three knew that he was either talking to his divine beast or he was sensing something in one of his Heavenly Palaces, so they did not interrupt him.
Andrew continued silently following the events that occurred in the city of the duchy of Cannes and only when he saw that Zaros and the others had defeated the enemy did he let out a sigh of relief.
Despite seeing that they had won and that his family and friends were safe, he now had an urgent need to return, because he wanted to know the details of what had happened. Without telling them what had happened, he told his two guards and his apostle that they would quicken their pace, but they had to remain vigilant since they were not very safe in the territory of the demons.
Seraphine, who was leading the way, knew that something important had happened and hence Andrew’s decision, but she still led the way with caution, because a single mistake could lead them to death.
