Birth of the Demonic Sword

Noah had to admit that he didn't expect that type of answer from the rebel. He and the Demons were scary existences capable of exerting immense pressure, but the expert was only ecstatic to see them.

"I'm Angela Elbas," The expert said, "I'm the leader of the research team sent here by the Royal Academy. It's my honor to ask the hero of the Hive to join our revolution."

She had the aspect of a middle-aged woman with long blonde hair and brown eyes. Her facial features showed how her bloodline was quite distant from the main branch of the Royals.

The Demons turned to look at Noah, but the latter kept his eyes on Angela. Many thoughts surged in his mind, and some of them considered an eventual alliance with the rebelling forces.

However, he didn't see how helping them could benefit the Hive or their ally. It would be different if they could manage to seize control of the entire dimensional portal, but only King Elbas knew how it worked.

It was a battle lost before even starting. The Royals' leader had the most valuable and irreplaceable asset in his grasp. The revolt was hopeless unless the rebels didn't want to return to the other world at all.

Noah could never agree to that condition. The other world's value was immense due to the piece of Immortal Lands, and it had all the threats that he needed to feel pressured enough to advance.

"We only need to reach the dimensional crack," Angela continued with a voice full of excitement. "The forces on the other side will have no hope to reach this world once the only access is gone. We can reshape this continent in a paradise for cultivators led by a united organization."

The trio could understand that Angela's belief was solid, but they had seen too much to know that it was only a dream. Cultivators would often betray and kill to seize more profits, and every organization would eventually face internal battles and revolts.

Noah and the Demons remained silent as they exchanged glances, and Angela didn't fail to understand that something was wrong. Their expressions didn't become warmer, and their cold eyes didn't accept her as one of their kind.

Only at that point did Angela consider that the legendary Noah Balvan wasn't a protector of the oppressed nor a champion of the rebels. She saw the real him for the first time.

Noah wouldn't care about the revolution unless it benefitted him, but he was interested in the study that had led to the creation of those hybrids.

Angela's wand was in Dreaming Demon's hands, and she studied it while the three of them tried to understand how to use that situation better. The most obvious option would be to use their prisoner to find the other rebels, but they had to retrieve many studies before making their move.

However, they had underestimated Angela's faith. As soon as she understood that the trio wasn't going to help the revolution, she activated an inscribed item hidden inside her body.

The trio saw a series of tattoos appearing on her uncovered skin. They depicted chains that spread on her hands and neck before releasing a humming sound.

The wand's crystal began to shine when the humming noise resounded in the area, and the creatures in the distance started to release angry roars as it continued to echo.

One by one, the chains on Angela's body broke, and the intensity of the humming sound increased, agitating more creatures in the pack. The crystal's light became more intense too, and its radiance only made the beasts in the distance angrier.

The trio acted quickly. Dreaming Demon's mental waves spread to suppress the noise, Flying Demon froze the entire area, and Noah stomped Angela's face, reducing it into ashes and creating a large fissure in the seabed.

Nevertheless, their actions couldn't stop the following series of events. Their reactions had been immediate, but they didn't expect Angela's tattoos. Even Dreaming Demon didn't sense then, which meant that they had some concealing properties.

Noah and the Demons couldn't have seen them coming, but they understood what their activation had caused.

The scepter appeared out of control, and its crystal started to tremble, as if ready to explode. Noah was about to punch it, but Flying Demon gestured him to stop and used his individuality to freeze the item.

Meanwhile, the creatures in the distance rose from the seabed and turned in the red halo's direction. Their eyes and senses locked on the three cultivators still illuminated by that light before charging at them.

Noah quickly seized Angela's space-rings and stored her body to see if it hid some other secret. Then, he took a step forward, ready to face the massive army of powerful creatures swimming in his direction.

"Do we dispatch it?" Flying Demon asked while his lover stored the scepter. He wasn't an expert in the field, so he wondered whether there was a chance to do something productive with those creatures.

"The echo didn't stop in this area," Dreaming Demon said. "A dense part shot somewhere toward the landmass."

'She has warned the rebels,' Noah thought as the dark star in his chest spun faster. There was a high chance that the rebellion had already started, so they had to focus on weakening their enemies.

"Can you take care of one of them?" Noah asked while the three Seven-headed Hydras surpassed the rest of their pack to reach them.

"Can you take care of two of them?" Flying Demon said while exploding in a laugh. The Demons' auras surged at that point, and their individualities spread through the sea, creating personal areas filled with their laws.

Instead, Noah charged ahead, ignoring the threat that the three rank 6 hybrids posed to him. Something inside him told him that he had nothing to fear in a direct clash, and he was going to test his body's prowess anyway.

The first Hydra pounced at him with its four meters tall heads. Those specimens were huge and had long necks that stretched for more than twenty meters. They even had four thick fins that granted them good speed.

Noah didn't have access to his techniques, but he had enough assets to be deadly against creatures at that level. Sharp teeth filled his vision as the heads pounced at him, but he didn't change direction.

The Demons saw Noah slapping the head in front of him away and proceeding forward, leaving that hydra to them. His targets were the other two leaders that had fallen slightly behind.

As for the countless creatures in the heroic ranks behind the three leaders, Noah didn't even consider them as opponents. It would be strange if their joint attack could leave a dent on his skin.

In his chest, the dark star began to rotate at an unbelievable speed when he saw fourteen scaled heads attacking him. The dangerous feeling finally appeared in his mind at that point, but his mouth was already open, and the world lost its light for an instant.