Chapter 271 - A Deadly Team
In the hellish atmosphere of the First Realm of Hell, two figures had grouped together as they moved against a horde of Infernals with ease on their faces. They were powerful beings at the peak of Saint Rank, their identities being even more special as they occupied a position as disciples of the Celestials.
There were powerful rotating golden spears that let out a holy aura around one of them, each of these spears being more than five meters large as they went forward to crush the heads of all the Infernals they neared.
The other Celestial Disciple was controlling holy chains that sought their own enemies, wrapping around them tightly before the life was squeezed out of their bodies.
Every time that these Celestial Disciples killed the infernals a red light would be released from their dead bodies as it entered into the bodies of the disciples, bolstering their strengths little by little.
The two celestials had happened to teleport near each other when they first entered into the First Hell, and they grouped up as they began hunting down the infernals at high speeds.
They continued to traverse the first realm of hell as they soon came upon a new group of beings that they had not expected to find in this realm. The celestial disciple hoisting the golden spears in the air noticed them first, their gazes turning and watching as a group of what seemed to be undead beings traversed through the blazing atmosphere of the first hell, with their weapons cutting down any infernals that rushed towards them.
From what they could see, there were a handful of undead that reached the Saint Realm, with the majority of the ones moving being transcendent or lower. They didn’t feel threatened by the appearance of the group as they simply wondered about this peculiarity.
If it was something peculiar, it meant it was something that the disciples of celestials would check out. They exchanged glances as the two disciples went towards the group of undead. They were sent into this infernal hunt not just to reduce the number of infernals, but also to monitor any changes or unexpected events that occurred. The appearance of thousands of undead in the realm of hell was not the norm, as Necromancers were not a group that was among the allies of the Celestials.
The celestial disciple controlling the golden spears commanded one to descend as she first wanted to test whether these new undead individuals were beings made from the first hell or if they were creatures that were being controlled by something else. The spear thundered down towards the undead group as the celestial disciples watched expectantly when something drastic occurred!
The specters had an appearance white in color, their bodies holding a teardrop shape as a ghastly skeletal figure could be seen, two blank dark eyes and a wide crooked mouth being the only other things that appeared on their faces.
The crooked mouth released a ghastly air the moment it opened, six of these Specters appearing as they surrounded the Celestial Disciples along with multiple other High Tier Undead. The Celestial Disciples felt a foreboding feeling as multiple more golden spears appeared in their roundings, along with numerous golden chains being cast as they released even more abilities.
"Fate’s Eye!"
"Fate’s Eye!"
Golden light spread out as both of the disciples gained a golden third eye on their foreheads, their bodies releasing a domineering aura as an inviolable Law of Fate, something that very few could influence, surrounded their bodies.
One of them spoke.
"Friends, I do not know your purpose here, but are you sure you want to go through with this?"
The devilishly handsome Vampyre Prince listened to this, a cold smile covering his face as he replied.
"Oh, I most definitely want to go through with this."
Prince Cassius waved his hands in the wide Blood World as lines of blood began to move, sharp teeth growing visibly larger in his mouth as he licked his bloody lips and acted like a being conducting a grand symphony of blood. He had his own reasons for taking down Celestials, but he would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy the delectable blood that ran through their veins. He did not know if it was because the blood was drenched in the law of fate, or if the celestial disciples were uniquely chosen with high qualities. All he knew was that he would be draining every single bit of blood until their bodies faded away into nothingness.
Alongside him, eerie Undead Spectors released spiritual attacks as Bone Dragons and Phoenixes sent out devilish attacks towards the powerfully glowing Celestial Disciples surrounded by a golden aura of fate!