Chaos Devourer System

Chapter 613: A Year Later...

Chapter 613: A Year Later…

FLAP

FLAP

FLAP

His golden-colored haori flapped in the air, in perfect synchrony with his long, silvery white hair that gently blew behind him. His left hand was placed on the golden coloured sword hung by his waist, and his eyes were closed as he looked at the stars in the dark night sky.

Standing on top of the highest mountain peak present in the place, below him, one could see hundreds of thousands of devils all casting their angered gaze on him. The enormous titans among them stood on the ground, and the flying ones covered the entire air space.

Surrounded and blocked from every distance, that was the word that could describe the young man, yet one would notice the strange pause that was present in the air. Even though the devils reached hundreds of thousands in number, none of them made a move towards him, only baring their fangs at him.

The young man’s clear astral blue eyes looked at the stars, as if trying to find meaning in their movement, silence reigning king, before he took his gaze off the stars and turned to his countless adversaries.

“For my fate, I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars truly makes me dream…” the young man whispered, a smile as blissful as that of a new born. In the next instant…

The sound of a sword leaving its sheath by an inch resounded and then…

ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAR

ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAR

ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAR

ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAR

The roars of the titans beneath resounded as thousands of blades tore through the air with horrifying speed, the space on top of the mountain cleaved into nothing, and the mountain itself crumbled into dust from the attack.

Yet, the words pierced through the farthest distance of the battlefield, as silent as a lover’s whisper, and as loud as a dragon’s roar…

“Star Breathing Art: First Form, Melody Of Sweet Morning Dreams…”

Immediately, he could be seen at the highest point in the sky, soaring towards the ground with speed, and then, the sword left its sheath, slashing downward with heaven-defying speed.

While one might be expecting a very loud sound of ruinous explosion, what actually sounded was the chirping of birds, the gentle flowing sound of babbling brooks, and the starlight sprinkled on all of the devilish creatures below him.

They all made no move of resisting at all, and simply looked dazedly at the sword light as it poured on them.

It as the most perfect of beauty, the most beautiful of celestial phenomenon.

Yet, following the starlight touches, they all faded away into nothing but dust as a radius of about 100 meters on the ground was instantly cleared of devilish creatures, who all faded away into thin air.

“Deadly, yet beautiful. The embodiment of the first level…” the young man whispered. In the next instant, the screech of the remaining eldritch rang out as he exploded forth with speed, a silvery white aura coating his words.

Arriving before the army in front of him, the silvery aura around his sword became a gigantic sea of silver, and then, he whispered before slashing forward

“Star Breathing Art: Second Form: Tempest of Star Storm…”

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

A devastating explosion that released a gigantic mushroom into the sky resounded as he slashed his sword forward with speed, the mirage of the silvery sea running amok through the army of devils surrounding him and ripping them apart roughly, like a powerful sea storm drowning a boat.

Raising from his crouched position, his two hands held the blade, a gigantic pillar of the silvery energy bursting into the sky, and then, he slashed down once more…

“Star Breathing Art: Third Form: Pillar of Sprinkling Stardust…”

Immediately, the pillar that extended deep into the sword suddenly exploded in the air, splashed golden stardust through the sky, as all the flying devil creatures hanging in the sky all frantically tried to avoid the starlight, but they were met with a miserable failure as the starlight sprinkled everywhere like rain, and they were all reduced to nothing but ashes…

BOOOOOM

BOOOOOOM

BOOOOM

The land quivered like an earthquake, as titanous figures walked from the distance armed with their clubs and quickly surrounding the young man from all areas, and with their spiked clubs, they all smashed down towards the man, who had the ground beneath him exploded to nothing…

“Desolate Star Ring! Open!!!”

Immediately, a gigantic star ring appeared in the air, spewing, as two stars appeared in the young man’s eyes. A powerful hegemonic aura burst out of his body, the club attacks that were heading for him all suddenly crawling down towards him, and without raising his head up…

“Nine Star Fist Arts, Second star level: Fist Of An Angered God!”

Immediately, thousands of runic lines coated his fist like snakes, and then, he released a single fist up into the sky…

Like a drop of water on a calm pond, the space above his fist rippled gently outwards, yet when they met with the clubs that were slamming towards him, a destructive ripple of energy blew out with so much power that the entire world shuddered, space exploding into a million fragments, and then…

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

A single silent explosion that caused the upper body of the enormous titan to simply disappear! As if suddenly deleted away from the universe…

BAAAANG

BAAANG

BAAANG

Their remaining body parts slammed onto the ground lifelessly, spewing out massive amounts of dark blood, as the young man gently floated upwards, his gigantic ring now made of two colors revolving behind him.

Turning his eyes to look at his remaining opponents, he watched as they all began retreating back into the dimensional rift that was present in the distance, the palace where they had all come from, and in less than a minute later, the entire place was as silent as graveyards, as the young man floated upwards looking once more at the distant starlight…

“Stars, hide your fires, let not light see my black, and deepest desires…”