Divine Path System - Chapter 825

The abrupt death of a thousand human soldiers shocked everyone!

The human army wanted to be defensive against this monster, but right then, high from the sky, a cold and decisive voice ordered. “Kill!”

The human army recognized it to be the voice of their commander Batran and resisted their urge to defend themselves.

Even though the monster was right there, they resumed the fight.

The Abyssal army was forced to engage them in a battle. But they kept an eye on the Abyssal in crimson armor.

For they knew he was a warrior from the Abyss Empire. To be precise, from the Blood Province which was recently invaded by the Fairies!

The two armies clashed against each other, shaking the earth and breaking the sky!

Attacks of different colors burst in the clouds while the ground cracked apart as hundreds of thousands of awakeners from both sides clashed.

Alec was left alone on the sidelines as if he never killed those thousand human soldiers.

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“It’s funny,” Alec Everblood unsheathed his sword and raised his head to look at the clouds.

His gaze locked onto Commander Batran who was looking down at him with killing intent.

Batran raised his hand and a spear materialized in his hand. He pulled back his arm and the clouds nearby dispersed due to the sheer power pumped into the spear.

Once it’s shot, the spear would destroy anything in its path and would result in a crater spanning at least a hundred miles!

Batran finished charging the spear and was about to launch it.

But Alec lowered his gaze and turned to his left where there were no humans or Abyssals. In doing so, he completely ignored the incoming attack.

“Well, well, well.” He smirked and slashed his sword. “That was a cheap old trick.”

The insane force of the sword swing ripped the air apart and cleaved the ground into two all the way for a mile before the force clashed against something invisible.

A curtain of white appeared in that place and shook violently before it dispersed, revealing Batran in spatial armor.

“You?!” Batran glared at the Abyssal with disbelief hard to conceal. “How did you find me so quickly?”

Before Alec could answer, an Abyssal fell from the sky and landed beside him. He had bloodshot eyes and was breathing heavily. He was the Supreme Commander of the Abyssal forces and Batran’s archenemy.

Until now, he was trapped in an illusion set by Batran. Once he realized what went wrong, he quickly broke the illusion and returned to face Batran.

In fact, Batran’s plan also included an illusion to make Alec think he was about to attack him.

That’s why Alec saw an illusion of him about to throw a spear. The idea was to let Batran spend his focus on either blocking or dodging the attack.

Using the opportunity when his enemy was focused on something else, Batran intended to sneak attack him.

However, the plan failed right when Alec saw through his illusion.

“Answer me!” Batran gripped his spear as he faced Alec and the Abyssal Commander without fear.

“Answer my ass! I still haven’t paid you for trapping me in the illusion!” The Abyssal Commander was about to attack for the humiliation.

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But Alec raised his hand and stopped him in place.

Looking at the feeble creature in front of him, the Abyssal in crimson smiled. “Your illusion was perfect. I couldn’t have found you.”

Batran was taken aback. “Then how…?”

“Killing intent.” Alec’s lips curled up into a distorted smile. “When your illusion was about to attack me, it showed killing intent. It was almost identical to the original killing intent you locked onto me when I first appeared on the battlefield, but it’s only 99.99% identical. That difference of 0.01% was just too obvious for me to ignore.”

Batran’s heart thumped at the insane reply.

To give a rough analogy, common people recognized each other by their physical features and DNA, awakeners recognized each other through their aura signatures.

But this Abyssal, this mad man, he recognized people through their unique killing intent!

It sounded simple, but it’s equivalent to developing a new sense! Unique identification of sorts!

Your killing intent could grow stronger or weaker, but it’s still yours!

So, if Alec remembered anyone’s killing intent once, they’d never be able to fool him through disguise or illusion!

“You…you must be kidding.”

Batran encountered hundreds of level 8 Abyssals on the battlefield, even the greatest geniuses didn’t come close to this insanity.

Even though it was their first time meeting, from Alec’s nonchalant answer, Batran understood that his opponent had killing intent ingrained in his very blood.

From his experience, it’s possible only if you either fight highly intense battles for centuries or insanely intense battles for decades.

Since Abyssals grew at almost the same rate as humans, then it’s only the latter!

What crazily intense and bloody battles, no, wars did Alec fight to reach such a state?

Mountains of corpses? Rivers of blood?

These often exaggerated sayings about war might be the reality that Alec lived in.

Batran was raised on the battlefield. Out of his ninety years, seventy were spent on the planetoids!

Yet, such a man shuddered at the killing intent radiating from the Abyssal.

“Hey, human,” Alec called out as he raised his pale white sword. “Let’s cut the words and be done with it. If you don’t resist, I’ll give you a mercy death.”

A thick red mist spread out from Alec and locked onto Batran. It wasn’t a kind of power but simply the manifestation of killing intent.

Batran was subjected to killing intent millions of times. Only a couple of times did they affect him significantly.

But now…

Batran’s teeth chattered as his whole body went cold. The hairs on his nape stood u and jolts of chill shot down his spine as his instincts screamed to surrender. That there was no chance to even run, much less win.

Batran gritted his teeth and held his breath.

“M…Mercy death?” His voice quivered, like a man shivering in the cold.

But his arm raised his spear with practiced precision.

“To hell with mercy!”

Alec’s eyebrows dropped and he smiled coldly. “Those who don’t accept my mercy…will eventually beg for it.”