Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Chapter 222: Falling Stars

"HOW DARE YOU!!!!" an angry roar resounded as I could see a large man in sleeveless robes scream in anger. A hateful glint could be seen as he trembled, glaring daggers into my skull. Glancing at the hammer upon his shoulder, I could not help but make the inference of him being related to Thor.

Ignoring the man, I continued in a rather indifferent attitude, "As you can see, the head was perfectly perceived within my spiral ring. Time is completely halted, allowing you to store special items there indefinitely."

"Do not Ignore me, Snow!!!" the man roar as Ezra slowly stepped forward; suddenly, a horrifying sword intent began to consume the auction house, causing my skin to bleed being in such close proximity.

"Ezra," I commented as she nodded, adjusting her intent. Sending the man a chilling look akin to a beast about to pounce on its prey, Ezra spoke.

"Speak once more, and I shall have your soul burned in the seventh layer of hell." She viciously announced as many began to faint in fear due to the horrifying pressure she was exhibiting. Hearing the cracks of the auction house ready to cave in was all but present as she stared down at the man.

"FU..."

Before the warrior could finish speaking, blood quickly began to splash over the ground as the man suddenly fell to his knees. Clenching his chest, he looked up, opening his mouth wide as he tried to speak in horror. However, as he tried, a hair-thin line appears upon his skull before it began to grow deeper, reaching from his head to his crotch.

"Oh damn," I voiced in shock as he suddenly fell into two pieces. Watching as his organs splashed over the ground, I nodded, patting my maid with a proud expression, "Now where was I? AH, yes, as I was saying, time flows still within these relics. However, that doesn't hold true if someone enters these relics. Any questions?"

Opening their mouths wide, Eric smiled, rising as he nodded, "How many relics do you have on your person."

"Two hundred," I curtly said without showing emotions staring at the young man whose focus was mainly upon Ezra. "And how much to by that thrall at your side."

Opening my mouth wide, I took a rather large step away from Ezra shaking my head in horror, "Bro...She is my boss. She is no thrall. In fact, given her heritage, she is royalty. She is merely here to protect me from unwelcomed guess."

"~Arsene~" Ezra venomously hummed as I felt the hairs upon my skin begin to throb. Turning to Lilith for help, I suddenly froze as I noticed two people in her booth. Narrowing my gaze, I could feel their gaze upon me as I turned to Ezra, who also noticed.

"My apologies then," Eric commented with a charming smile that caused me to shake my head as he turned his head to look at what we were staring at. Opening his eyes wide in horror as he, along with other world gods, arose about to bow when the man with emerald tips within Lilith's booth waved them off.

Nodding in understanding, he turned to me in reverence, "h-h-h-how much Lord Snow."

'Lilith tells me great things about you, Arsene. I wonder if you can convince me to join?' The man with emerald-colored tips whispered in a mischievous tone within my mind.

Sending my wife a deep glance, I nodded, turning my attention back to the auction, " The starting bid is one hundred million ES, with a million increment with each bid. "

"Ridiculous," Someone from the Vanir clan bellowed, causing me to turn to the familiar face of that strange woman and the elderly man beside her staring dead at Ezra.

None of these two were the ones who yell but rather the younger children they brought with them for some reason. A gleam of fury could be seen within them as one arose.

"They are merely storage. Why the hel are they so expensive." A scrawny man with long violet hair cry causing many to scrunch their brow in agreement.

"Because I will it too," I said with a cold expression, "I am selling these devices; I can make it as expensive as I want. If you don't like it fuck off."

"Two hundred Million," Eric said in a cold manner looking towards the Vanir's with disdain.

I could see both the strange woman and the elderly man blush in shame as they shot the young man a stern look.

"Three hundred," Another yelled, his face covered in a familiar mask.

"Four hundred million"

"Nine Hundred Million," Said an elderly man with long silver hair and peach-colored eyes.

"One billion," Eric commented without any care.

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Hearing all the big wigs roaring in a competitive manner, I slowly turned my attention towards the odd group. They were neither speaking nor bidding but rather staring with amusement. Observing their attire that held silver masks and clothing, yet their eyes were dead as if being control. Sensing something off, I looked up towards the sky.

"Ezra... can you destroy the ceiling? I feel something is off," I commented as she narrowed her eyes, flashing her greatsword; a beam of crimson light flooded the auction house, turning the auction ceiling to dust in an instant.

Rising from their chairs, many roars in anger, pushing their qi of heaven and earth to its peak.

"What is the meaning of this Arsene?"

"Are you challenging us?"

"Stand down, SNOW!!!"

Ignoring the pest, Lilith flashed by my side as we stared deep into the sky that seemed to cry. The stars that covered the vast expanse began to fall like rain over Midgard as a cold sweat flowed from my face.

Removing my mask, I felt the cold winds pass my face chilling my bones. Sensing a deep set of eyes staring down at me, the hairs upon my skin rose, but my will did not waver. As if my blood was sensing a worthy adversary, I could feel the will of my blood scream with excitement.

"I will handle it," Lilith said with a sinister glint.

"no, let them fall. Midgard is about to go through a great change, but we will be leading this charge." I voiced in a deep tone.

"Your majesties, what is this?" Eric asked in a fearful manner turning to the sinister faces of the Gods Lilith was speaking with.

"Lilith, do we have a deal?"

Narrowing her gaze, Lilith nodded, "You will have to ask him, Freya; I don't control him."

Smiling brightly, Freya sent me a particular glance before vanishing from my sight along with the other gentleman. Not bothering to worry, for now, I continued to stare into the falling stars upon the land.

Feeling the skies trembling as multiple aura's both holy and destructive, consumed the air, a magical smile that captivated the seven sins arose as I laughed,

"So it has begun. The Court of Nox has arrived."