Chapter 996 [View] The Immortal Death God
The group made a brief connection.
Asa and her husband have a good relationship.
The gentleman once fled with his life and became the Demon King of the Demon Clan.
Qianzhu is a spiritual particle of the Master.
The current Qianzhu was created because of something Asa did—
Um……
Although they couldn't figure it out, everyone's eyes were drawn to Asa.
...
The next day.
The high priest fed Asa blood as usual, but this time he fed him more.
After drinking the blood fed to him by the high priest, Asa curled himself up into a ball.
The high priest stroked his little head for a while and then placed him in a little nest made of pretty flowers.
The surroundings quieted down, leaving only the sound of the wind blowing through the sea of flowers, carrying with it waves of fragrance.
A long time passed, and the sun had climbed directly overhead.
The small, red snake, which had seemed dead, suddenly stirred.
Its snakeskin suddenly split open, as if it were about to shed its skin, but then a cracking sound, like bones breaking, came from its body.
After some time, a crack appeared on the snake's body.
Suddenly, a hand emerged from the snake's body.
Next came the arms, the head, the body...
Asa crawled out of the small red snake's body. Although the snake was a layer of "skin" he had shed, it was still incredible that he could crawl out of such a small place.
He sat on the ground, panting, his body, clothes, and hair all soaked.
Asa paused for a while, picked up the little snake from the flower nest, slowly put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly. After swallowing the snake raw, he wiped away the snake blood that flowed from the corner of his mouth with his fingers and then licked it off with his tongue.
Two seconds later, his gaze, which was calm yet concealed a sinister intent, slowly fell upon the high priest.
An angel and a demon faced off in silence for a brief moment.
Finally, the high priest raised a half-smile, then extended his hand in front of him.
Asa grabbed his wrist, lowered his head, and bit down on his arm. Two sharp fangs pierced his skin, and the smell of blood instantly filled the air.
The high priest remained unfazed, propping his chin up as he watched Asa suck his blood.
"If you can't stay in the Nightmare Clan, then go and stay in the Blood Clan."
Feeling that he had ingested enough blood, Asa stopped sucking and stuck out his tongue to lick the blood off the high priest's arm.
Retracting his arm, which had already healed, the high priest cast a cleansing spell on himself, which also dried out the wet Asar beside him.
"What are you planning to do next?"
The high priest looked at him casually.
Asa lowered his eyes, and after a long while, his dark and gloomy gaze fell upon the high priest. Perhaps because he hadn't spoken for too long, his voice was somewhat hoarse. "Train your subordinates, and then, kill them."
He spoke of it casually, but ruthlessness and cruelty were hidden within.
"Oh, really? Good luck."
The high priest leaned back against the tree trunk, unimpressed.
Asa stared at him gloomily.
High Priest: "..."
oops.
That's terrible.
The little snake has become attached to him.
The high priest leisurely sized up Asa, who still looked somewhat young, and pondered for a moment.
She's good-looking, and keeping her is quite pleasing to the eye.
A faint smile appeared on his face, and he beckoned to Asa, "Come a little closer."
Upon hearing this, Asa slowly moved closer.
He had been a snake for decades, longer than he had been in human form, and was slightly unable to control his body.
After getting close, he thought for a moment, then bent down and crawled onto the high priest's lap, and slowly closed his eyes.
The high priest yawned leisurely, stroking Asa's long, waist-length red curly hair with his fingers, and as he stroked it, he actually became quite interested in doing so.
He pulled out a jade comb from somewhere and slowly combed Asa's long hair. Finally, he braided it and tied it with a white ribbon. The braid was loose and looked as lazy as Asa himself.
Once the braids were finished, the high priest lost interest and pressed his fingers on Asa's spine.
Because he had no heart, Asa's body temperature was very low, and it felt as if a giant python was lying in his arms.
The high priest yawned again and closed his eyes.
Although he usually looks sleepy and lazy, he can immediately open his eyes at the slightest sound around him, his deep blue eyes showing no sign of sleepiness.
The high priest lowered his eyes to look at Asa, who had already woken up, and casually patted his head, speaking slowly and lazily: "Have you rested enough? Let me see how you plan to train him."
Asa sat up, and somehow a bone whistle was now between her bright red lips.
A gentle whistle is blown, and a melodious whistle sounds, seemingly only in the vicinity, yet also seemingly traveling far away.
After a while, the rustling sounds of snakes and reptiles gradually approached.
The high priest raised an eyebrow slightly, glanced around at the snakes that almost surrounded them, and then turned his gaze to Asa.
Asa used his sharp fingernails to make a cut in the palm of his other hand. Red light enveloped the blood, which flowed so slowly it seemed not to be flowing at all, and it floated into the air until it gathered into a circle that could be just held in one hand. The slightly dark red blood stopped seeping out.
Asa casually wiped his hand, and the wound on his palm healed instantly.
He leaned back against the tree trunk, looked up slightly at the blood-red sphere in mid-air, raised his hand slightly, and gently pushed forward with his fingertips. The blood sphere moved forward and then stopped above the area with the most snakes.
Asa clenched his fist, and the blood sphere exploded with a bang, splattering blood droplets everywhere, but each drop landed perfectly on every snake.
On the snake's body, a mark appeared where the blood had touched.
—That is the mark of immortality.
"Let's go hunting."
Asa withdrew his hand, his tone tinged with weariness, and his eyelashes drooped lazily.
Upon hearing this, the snakes all turned around and darted into the forest to begin their frenzied hunt.
Asa's head lolled to the side, and he leaned weakly against the high priest.
The high priest ignored him, instead squinting as he gazed into the distance.
"..."
So?
"So, after Mr. Aza fled to the Demon Clan after his death, did Asa think he was really dead?" Bertrand chewed on a nut in his hand, but it didn't affect his speculation at all. "Then he wanted to use Mr. Aza's spiritual particles to create a replica of him."
"That doesn't make sense either. Asa may not be able to find you, sir, but why doesn't you go to find Asa?"
Liu Qingyao lay on the table, looking surprised and puzzled.
"Godfather, what do you think?"
Morataya also turned to look at the godfather with some curiosity.
R's lips twitched slightly, he raised his hand to push up his glasses, and replied with a half-smile, "There are perhaps three reasons. First, you're too lazy to look for it. Second, you don't care. Third, you've forgotten."
Everyone: "..."
"Well, I think you're just too lazy to look for it, sir?"
The answer seems obvious, yet it's hard to be certain.
...
Another year and a half has passed.
During this time, wherever the gentleman went, he was always accompanied by an Asa, and behind the Asa were his snakes.
After traveling around with Mr. [Name], Asa has now returned to the territory of the Nightmare Demon Clan.
Gazing at the distant city, Asa twitched his fingers, turning the crimson fruit in his hand around. His eyes narrowed slightly, but he revealed not a trace of emotion.
The high priest, seemingly boneless, leaned lazily against a tree with his elbows folded, his light tone utterly languid, "Alright, that's enough for now."
Asa's eyes flickered slightly as she turned to look at him. "Are you going back?"
The high priest narrowed his eyes and casually hummed in agreement. "They sent word that the demons on the other side have joined forces with the succubi to attack them this time."
"..."
Asa paused for a moment, recalling the war he had witnessed during his last visit to the Angel race. He lowered his head slightly, concealing the glint of light in his eyes.
A bunch of useless trash, what can they do besides fly and call for help?
The high priest brushed the leaves that had fallen on his shoulder and then ruffled Asa's hair. "I'm leaving."
"……Um."
The high priest vanished in a flash, while Asa remained in the same spot. He stared at the fruit hanging on the tree for a moment, then slowly sat down on a branch. He glanced at the increasing number of snakes and said, "Go."
The snakes hissed and flicked their tongues, swimming towards the city in batches but at great speed.
City residents don't find ordinary snakes threatening; even when they see them, they just think there are a few too many of them.
The snakes slithered and precisely located the lone demon. Then, taking advantage of its unpreparedness, they suddenly opened their disproportionately large mouths and swallowed the lone demon whole.
Even though they swallowed food larger than themselves, they showed no signs of it. They swam to a magic-free corner, curled up, and quietly digested the "food" they had just eaten.
Asa was very patient. After waiting for ten days to half a month, figures appeared in his eyes and gradually approached him.
They all had magnificent red hair, and they approached Asa with respectful and devout expressions.
"Owner."
Asa wore a faint smile, though there was no real laughter in his eyes, which only made him look more beautiful and charming.
"Go and get familiar with your current bodies."
"clear."
When all the snakes that had devoured demons and transformed into human form returned, Asa had them familiarize themselves with their current bodies.
About another month passed, and the snakes were almost all skilled.
At the same time, Asa also noticed that the city seemed rather lively today.
He raised an eyebrow slightly, waved his hand, and sent the snakes to various places, encircling the Nightmare Demon Clan.
He then slowly got up, playing with the cobra in his hand as he walked towards the city.
Upon entering the city, he was even more struck by the lively and festive atmosphere.
He crept closer to a demon and whispered, "It's quite a lively day today. What auspicious occasion is it?"
"Today is His Highness's coming-of-age ceremony, and Her Majesty the Queen has ordered the entire clan to celebrate! Wait a minute, you..." The demon answered subconsciously, but when he suddenly realized something was wrong and tried to ask a question, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if someone had pierced through his body and grabbed his heart.
The demon looked at Asa, and upon seeing him clearly, his eyes suddenly widened. "You...you..."
Asa gave a shy smile. "I'm so sorry."
Then, with a forceful squeeze of his five fingers, he crushed the demon's heart.
He pulled his hand out and shook it lightly; the blood on it disappeared instantly.
His snakes had already begun to move, silently, without alerting the demons in the palace who were immersed in joy.
Asa strolled leisurely toward the palace.
The knights guarding the gate were startled when they saw him, but before they could react, they heard a muffled thud from their bodies and then fell to the ground silently.
Asa entered the palace with a smile on his lips and headed straight for the main hall where the coming-of-age ceremony was being held.
After dealing with the group of troublesome knights outside, Asa pushed open the palace doors and stepped inside.
The lively scene seemed to have been paused.
Ignoring the horrified, shocked, or incredulous stares raining down on him, Asa chuckled and said, "It's quite lively here. Would you mind if I joined in?"
"Asa!? Why are you still alive?!"
Upon hearing this, Asa slowly raised her eyes and looked at Seral, who was still dressed in his knight's attire. She noticed the shock and disbelief on his face, as well as the hatred in his eyes. She chuckled softly and met his gaze with amusement.
"What's wrong, Seral? Have you forgotten that my name is actually 'Athanasius' because you always call me 'Asa'?"
Asaneseus, the immortal god of death.
Seral gritted his teeth, drew his sword, and was about to attack him.
However, as soon as Asa glanced at him casually, Serar seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move at all.
Asa thought for a moment, then smiled and waved, "I'll let you experience what it's like to have your heart ripped out, Seral, what do you think?"
Serar was startled, but he couldn't make a sound; he could only glare at Asa with a fierce look.
Asa smiled, completely ignoring him, and then glanced at the other demons.
Upon catching a glimpse of his "parents," he smiled and nodded at them.
They were then surprised to find themselves unable to move.
The palace doors slammed shut, trapping all the demons inside.
Asa then looked at the queen on the high throne.
She had long, jet-black hair, scarlet eyes, and two antlers shaped like deer antlers.
Even now, the gaze directed at him still carried an air of superiority and dominance.
Asa didn't take it seriously, his gaze sweeping past her and landing on the boy beside her.
That is the protagonist of today's coming-of-age ceremony, His Highness the Prince.
However, there was another boy standing beside him, whose face resembled his parents.
When they noticed his gaze fixed on the boy, his parents broke out in a cold sweat. "Asa, that's your brother! Don't lay a hand on him!"
Asa paused slightly, blinked, and then observed him carefully for a moment.
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