My Soul card is a Reaper

The last spirit core was successfully merged with a platinum-grade demigod realm monster, the Trihorned armored boar king.

"A total of 54 rank-10 monsters and 682 rank-9 monsters… that's quite an army, I should say," Azzy couldn't help but look at the army of skeletons with their respective cores standing uniformly on Knull Island.

His family members were also flying alongside him, with Affea being carried by her mom this time.

Qridus then slowly flew forward to stop beside him and ask, "Azrael, what do you intend to do with these monsters?"

Azzy continued to stare down at the monsters, albeit in a weak state of extreme tiredness, "Don't know. Never actually thought about it. Founder says that I can use this to either control the world or pressure the hidden clans to cooperate with us." He sighed in the end, having complicated thoughts. After all, there are two more islands to go. He doesn't know how much stronger he could get.

"Did you think about the consequences?" Qridus asked in a mild tone this time. He didn't outrightly blame him for destroying the eco-balance, as Azzy claims that he didn't do that in the first place.

Azzy sighed once again, "I know. Once this is over, I will either become the savior of this world or the destroyer."

"Huh?" Qridus was expecting a similar answer, but then, Azzy's exact words echoed in his head, and a memory suddenly popped up in his head.

In the memory, Qridus received the prophecy from a 50,000-year-old Druid. He blurted out the words in a bit of trance, "Show him the light, and he will become the savior, but show him the darkness, and he will become the destroyer."

"Huh? What?" Azzy looked at his ancestor, wondering what it was about.

Qridus shook away his thoughts and gave off a friendly smile, "Nothing. I just remembered something, that's all. Anyway, since you now have the power that probably cannot be stopped by any mortal in this world and certainly not by me, I can only give you a small suggestion. Try your best not to use the powers of Reaper or that black lightning orb.

It's best to rely more on techniques from natural energy and that divine sword you have. When you are sitting on a throne, people should look up to you in respect and not fear you."

Instead of expressing his displeasure or trying to lecture him, Qridus tried to act like a friendly grandpa to advise Azzy.

Azzy was, however, surprised a little bit, not by Qridus' change in attitude but by his words that indicated his ascension. He reminded his great-great-grandpa, "Since there would be no forbidden region after this, you and Saint Garcia won't have any responsibility to guard this region either way. You can just continue to lead the clan as usual."

Qridus shook his head, "No, I cannot. A demigod cannot lead the clan and interfere in the mortal affairs, Azrael. It is a rule established in the very first hidden clan meeting itself, and it needs an anonymous decision from all nine leaders and also the permission of the guardian god to happen. Secondly, when you enter the demigod realm, you cannot have kids with mortals.

Only another demigod realm woman Arcana master will have the prowess to bear your child. That is why I clearly told you never to enter that realm, atleast not yet."

After a brief pause, he patted Azzy's right shoulder, "But, you did great. You didn't give into the temptation of absorbing the spirit cores for yourself and instead chose to create an undead army."

Azzy wanted to say that he could still use that spirit core for himself whenever he wanted, but he refrained himself from voicing it out loud as it would only make the situation worse.

He could only respond with a silent nod.

After a while, Qridus and others left the forbidden region, leaving Azzy on his own. Izora still couldn't help but worry for her son, but it was something the clan founder's remnant spirit had ordered, or so, according to her son. Hence, she could only pray for his return.

Azzy then switched his place with Tellus, returning to a viewer mode in the Clan founder's mini-theatre, watching Tellus and Knull make their way to the next island, Hel's prison.

Hel's prison was once a place where an apostle of death, Hel, the sister of Fenrir and Jormungandr. Azzy fought with them and killed one of them, too.

However, Hel is no longer there at the moment. Almost forty millennia ago, she was freed by some power-hungry elementary god who was expelled from the Celestial realm.

To fool the hidden clans, she left behind a clone split from her soul and escaped to a place where the authority of Zeus was at its lowest.

The clone also died a few thousand years ago, and at the moment, the region lord was Nidhoggr, a wingless lazy dragon that spends 364 out of 365 days sleeping. The island is filled with lindworms, which are wingless dragons, some with two legs and some with four legs.

The four-legged ones were rank-10 monsters, and the two-legged ones were rank-9 monsters.

Azzy saw some of these earlier, when he and his family arrived at the zero point, but he couldn't see them properly as they were destroyed right after. He only distinguished them by their skeletal shape.

After the arrival of Tellus, the lindworms rushed at him as if they found a feast, not linking him to the tremors they sensed earlier. After all, the prey before them looked like a 9-star Arcana Master. In their eyes, he was weak. Continue reading at m|v-l'e m,p| y r

Little did they expect to be smashed with giant blocks of adamantine over and over without being able to resist it.

Unlike the Forest of Death, Hel's prison island was a large barren island filled with cliffs and valleys. There isn't any exact place to hide, except for the tower built right in the center of the island, where a giant white dragon had its tail swirled around the tower and slept on top of it.

The screams of the lindworms didn't disturb its sleep a little bit, and every adamantine block that aimed at it was somehow deflected by an invisible barrier, falling elsewhere.

Tellus saw that but didn't try to purposely aim at the region lord anymore. He focused more on the lindworms crawling on the ground and sometimes jumping at him and spitting powerful white flames.

Without an ounce of expression on his face, Tellus continued to conjure the adamantine blocks and threw them randomly all over the island. He also telepathically controls the fallen adamantine blocks to rise high and strike the fleeing lindworms.

In a span of thirty minutes, almost one-third of the inhabitants of the island were wiped out, which is a lot longer than he expected. Lindworms were indeed more agile than monsters in the forest of death.

"No, this cannot do. Let's just wipe out the entire island in one attack instead." Tellus stopped attacking and raised his arms high, conjuring a small mountain-sized giant block of Adamantine.

The huge block cast a shadow on a large part of the island, making the lindworms fearfully gaze into the sky.

Tellus was about to throw down but stopped himself at the last second and turned around to see an arc of energy coming right at him, or more like the block.

As the arc of energy struck the Adamantine mountain and cleanly cleaved it into two, a figure materialized not far away from Tellus.

It looked like a giant 10ft human but with dozens of eyes. Eyes scattered all over his body in the front as well as in the back, some of them closed, and some of them opened. With a giant broadsword in his hand, the figure coldly spoke in an unfamiliar language, "So, you are the disruptor of our peace, huh?"

Tellus, in his usual distorted tone, spoke in the same language of gods, "Argus Panoptes, the most trusted servant of Hera. I thought you were killed by Hermes. It looks like you survived."

"Hmm?"