Chapter 201: 201

Using the small opportunity, Wardenwild distanced himself. Just the small exchange already showed the difference in their levels.

Spirits aren’t known for their offensive abilities which Wardenwild isn’t that much surprised about. Thinking that the ash-like smoke around Wardenwild spread out which through it came out the best corpses Wardenwild has in his disposal.

Wardenwild preserves some special corpses for himself, which are off limits to those he sells, These corpses are mostly powerhouses of the human race that have met their end with no family to return to.

With his ash like smoke, he preserves and strengthens these corpses so they can protect him when in danger. Right now his best corpses are those of Björn’s people recently found in the battlefield.

Dozens of ashy-like humans with animal features walked out as they all took their werebeast form.

One of the lions werebeast rushed forward towards Murmur with a roar, as soon as the beast got close it was immediately grabbed by neck and lifted up by murmur.

But soon a flash of surprise flashed on Murmur’s eyes as the werebeast turned into an easy smoke that wafted away from his grip at the same time Wardenwild appeared in the place of the werebeast with ashy smoke covering his palm as he reached forwards to Murmur.

Murmur looked disturbed as he felt the divinity in the palm so with a poof, he disappeared only to appear above Wardenwild as he twirled and sent a kick towards Wardenwild head.

Chains of ashy smoke grabbed hold of the leg before they could reach Wardenwild as he used the opportunity to distance himself.

The chains pulled Murmur back to the ground only for him to flex his power breaking the chains at the same time breaking apart the corpses Wardenwild called forth.

Murmur looked towards Wardenwild only for him to frown as he saw the corpse being pulled back together as they rushed towards him.

For a while, Murmur was stuck in a lasting fight with the undead corpses as they are rebuilt each time they are killed, what Murmur found annoying was how slippery Wardewild was as he keeps switching places with the corpse once he sees an opportunity to try to get in contact with him.

Murmur, while not taking the fight seriously, understood he didn’t want to be touched by Wardenwild especially with the divinity he felt wafting off the hand.

Having had enough, Murmur said “Enough” with that the same big hand appeared once again pinning down the unsuspecting Wardewwild.

Wardenwild, like usual, tried to switch places only to find that hand had a field around it disrupting his ability. With a roar from Wardenwild, the corpses left Murmur as they began heading for the hand pinning him down.

With a scoff from Murmur, another hand appeared grabbing hold of the corpses in its huge hand, with a slight squeeze of the hand, all the corpse turned into ashy smoke.

The ashy smoke tried to rebuild whole individual corpses but this time they could as the smoke kept tumbling around in the huge demonic hand.

Wardenwild saw that closed his eyes as the huge smoke began condensing into an amalgamation of corpses in the demon’s hand. Murmur, seeing that laughed “That would have worked if you were a bit stronger but right now” As he said that, the same purple flames on his head blossomed on the huge hand as amalgamation of corpses began roaring out loud in pain.

Wardewild who had his eyes closed opened them with a look of pain on his face. Murmur walked towards the pinned down envoy of death.

The huge pinched Wardenwild’s head raising him up as he looked at Murmur who smiled and said “Time for me to fulfill my promise”

Not giving Wardenwild an opportunity to say anything, he began raining down punches on Wardenwild’s body who began bleeding dark glistening ichor from all over his body.

Keles in her realm was fuming as she was watching the demon disgrace her envoy but she soon calmed down as she heard Wardewnwild voice in her head, which prompted her to nod.

Murmur who was taking out his anger on Wardenwild suddenly stopped and with a poof he disappeared from where he was only to appear at the edge of the town as he looked at where Wardenwild was being held.

Suddenly he fell to the ground, holding one of his hands as he began roaring out in pain. A look at his hand showed the fleshed being eating away soon only the bone on his hand was left and he also felt the bone being affected by the same power.

With a Mental command, he called back the huge hand holding Wardenwild captive. All of a sudden Murmur noticed a shadow standing over him.

He looked up to meet Wardewield’s eyes which now looked different, Murmur knew he was now looking at the goddess of death.

Chuckling to himself while holding his hand, Murmur said “It seems like my anger blinded me this time”

He received no response only for a female like voice to say back to him, “Wardenwild said as a spirit he is limited to certain action and since I am using his body that same rule applies, but i can still do this”

Keles said as she flicked her hand towards Murmur, who had a look of fear on his face. With that, Wardenwild regained control of his body, all healed up.

Looking at Murmur, he shook his head as he turned back into his animal form and began walking around the town, calling the dead souls to himself and pulling the souls tethered to the marked humans. The ground cracked open to reveal a dark abyss into which Wardenwild walked, the souls following behind him.

Meanwhile, Murmur writhed on the ground in pain as the remaining flesh on his body was slowly but surely eaten away by Keles’s divinity. Unlike before, Keles made sure the process was excruciatingly slow so that Murmur felt every moment of agony.

By the time the sun was down, Murmur was nothing but a skeleton. With his flaming eyeballs, he lay on the ground looking up at the night sky. Standing up, the clothes he had on disintegrated to dust. Looking down at his skeletal form, Murmur had no visible reaction as he raised his head to look at the town.

Sensing a few hundreds of sick humans still alive, a dark portal opened behind him. He blew at the town, then turned around and walked back into the portal.

Up in the sky above the town, a huge dark mouth covered in sharp teeth appeared. Mimicking Murmur’s gesture, a torrent of flames spewed from the mouth, washing over the town before disappearing. The sounds of pain and cries for help could be heard from the burning town, but no one was close enough to help. Even if they were, they dared not, as their emperor had commanded them to stay away from the town.

Red, who was watching everything with Ikenga, pointed at the screen and said, “This is exactly why we dragons have chosen to stay off the scene in this world and avoid dealings with origin gods.”

Ikenga raised a brow at his words and asked, “Why do you say that? You make us gods sound unbearable.”

Red scoffed, “Unbearable is an understatement. You don’t have as much knowledge as I do to understand how unreasonable it is for a possessed envoy to have the strength shown by Wardenwild after she took control.”

Ikenga’s expression showed he still didn’t understand what Red was saying, which made Red even more excited. He pointed at Ikenga, “Your seeing that as a normal sight is exactly what I mean. In any other world, Murmur at his current stage is already a being with power close to the gods.”

“His handling of Wardenwild, the spirit, is not surprising, as spirits aren’t known for combat. My problem is that there should not be that much difference after the Lady of Death took over, especially when it was just a small part of her that was pulled over.”

“Murmur should at least be able to see eye to eye with that small part of her, but instead we were left with the sight of him being handled like an ant,” Red said with a sunken shoulder as he shook his head.

“Is our world special in this case, or is it something that is normal in worlds with origin gods?” Ikenga suddenly asked.

Red shook his head, “It is exactly so. In most worlds with origin gods who have established their power, origin gods are rarely pulled down once they have an advantage.”

Thinking back on Murmur last appearance, Red said “At least this should be a waking call for the demon”

Knowing what Ikenga will ask next, Red continued “Unlike its other consciousness, the main consciousness seem to still have the illusion of it’s previous strength and status”

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