Divine Emperor of Death

Even though Schleya's blade was just an inch away from his neck, Davis didn't move because he simultaneously realized that her blade didn't exude any energy at all. It wasn't even Crescentblood but just an ordinary Mortal Grade curved blade.

"What's wrong?"

Davis couldn't help but ask as he saw Schleya's hand tremble as though she would continue to swing the blade at him anytime. He wasn't worried about that but worried about her mental state, which was clearly fluctuating with chaotic emotions.

"Why didn't you counter me?"

Schleya had her head lowered, asking in a low voice as she shuddered.

'Why…? I mean, you were so slow that I could even defend at this range...'

Davis didn't know what to say as he had his soul force encased on his body to his tyrannical aura. He was about, to be honest, but then Schleya raised her head, looking at him with teary eyes.

"Weren't you curious about my past?"

Biting her lips, she articulated.

"That day, my twin sister also held her blade like this as I lost the battle that we fought to the death from that bastard's command. However… she was unable to behead me, looking at me with hesitation written all over her face… but giving into fear, I… I slashed at her head as though my life depended on it, lopping her head off her neck as I watched her blood splash at me like a fountain. The only thing that resounded in my brain was his uproarious laughter, and the smell of blood invaded my nostrils, overwhelming my thoughts and hatred for that bastard as I coughed up blood."

"…"

"However, if I had stayed my hand like you… would things have been different?"

Tears fell from Schleya's eyes again, overflowing without a stop as she explained what she did. She had killed her twin sister she loved with her own blade, through her own actions, and that was more heart-piercing to her than anything. Not even the pain of Davis ripping her limbs apart could be near such a level of pain.

"It wouldn't have been different."

However, Davis's answer was bland, sounding indifferent without any emotions.

"After all, that bastard didn't seem like he had the thought of leaving the both of you alive anyway. If it wasn't you, it would be your twin sister before me, but since she isn't here, it's you who had survived, and you survived for a reason, no matter how cruel, despicable and unfair it may be..."

Schleya dropped her hand, hiding her face behind her sleeves as her shoulders heavily trembled.

Davis pursed his lips, reaching out his hand. However, he took it back on second thought but still felt bad for being so blunt.

Feeling that he should console her, he waited for Schleya to calm down a bit and started off with what he had noticed before.

"So if your father and mother had come from somewhere else, wouldn't it indicate that the others from the Vitalichor Family are still alive somewhere else, possibly even thriving?"

He asked, wondering if she would be happy to trace her origins and find her roots.

Schleya's creamy nose was pale crimson behind her veil. Hearing his question, a wry smile couldn't help curve her lips, "No, that bastard was thorough with his plans. He found them and killed them all, even my very first fiancee, who was my half-brother from another mother, just a one-year-old baby at that time. I only came to know of this after I investigated some ruins, but after that, things became heated up in the Twilight Shade Valley Territory, and that's when you appeared… kidnapping me to make a show of force..."

"Haha…"

Davis couldn't help but chuckle, feeling that Schleya was back to her old self again to take a jab at him. However, his expression couldn't help but fade as he saw her look into his eyes before lowering her head.

"That's why… no matter who I was promised to… I remain untouched..."

"…"

Davis's expression was blank, but his thoughts were in disarray as he saw her reposeful yet bashful features.

'Stop dropping hints. I'm only here for the as- I mean, ax.'

He was tempted, his fingers trembling from wanting to touch her but stopping himself from doing so. On one side, there was a devilish woman who garnered his worry and affection, but on the other hand, he was determined to prove to Evelynn and the others that he wouldn't easily fall for someone anymore.

Even he could feel that the more women he took, the more his heart was becoming closed, allowing him to scoff at extraordinary beauties even if they all possessed Charm Laws. However, encountering different beauties with lovable personalities struck a chord in his heart. They always manage to slide into that tiny opening somehow, making his heart itch.

Moreover, the feeling that Schleya gave him was one of demureness and fidelity, similar to what his women embodied. 

She wasn't a crazy woman as he once initially assumed her to be, causing him to look at her in an approachable light, and considering that no one was here, it was all the more tempting for him to make a move on her, especially when that demoness was acting this cute.

"In any case, let's go find what we came here for. I don't want to make my benefactor wait..."

Schleya hurriedly flew off towards their destination, causing Davis to blink before he took a deep breath, calming his feelings of passion.

They arrived at the Treasury, browsing the items, most of them radiating a wicked aura as they were stained in the blood of many people. It didn't take them long to appear in the core region of the Treasury.

Schleya forcefully borrowed the power of the sanguine ax to chop it on an obvious mechanism, and the moment she did, the crimson gate in front of them, allowing them to enter.

There, she found what she was looking for, the immortal version of the Blood Pledge Worldheart Manual which made her rejoice. Since it was engraved on a gray pillar with crimson writings, she sat in front of it and began to comprehend it.

As for the other treasures, it was already in the dead Villa Master's spatial ring, so Davis was left with nothing other than to wait, deciding to leave as he felt that Schleya would give him the sanguine ax later. He left the First Division here and returned with Yotan.

The moment he stepped foot on the Mortal Hex Emperor Palace, he couldn't help but frown, realizing what had happened on his Solitary Soul Avatar's side.

'As I thought...'

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*Booom!~*

A spontaneous burst of grayish-black and white lacerated the fabric of the dark fog, causing it to dissipate as though it had no effect. Not only was the dark fog not destroyed, but the space that trembled ever so lightly didn't even let out so much as a single crack.

At this moment, in front of a purple-robed blond-haired man was an indestructible dark fog blocking his path.

He had gone to the Twilight Shade Valley Territory, Inferno Spirit Chamber Territory, Blooming Passion Abode Territory, and the Pill Refining Sect Territory, trying to break through the dark fog that split the lands of the Fifty-Two Territories. However, these Territories were all at the edges, making it so that there were no Territories beyond them.

Wanting to see what was behind it, the purple-robed man used his life and death energy to wreak havoc on the edges of those Four Territories, but each time, he was met with an indestructible wall of fog, unable to break through it even with prowess that matched an Immortal.

At most, he thought he would be engulfed by the void, split apart into many pieces in an instant, but the fact that it was extremely difficult to even make the wall of dark fog tremble made him heavily frown his brows.

'As I thought… this world is a cage...'