Divine Emperor of Death

Some tried to stand up, but they couldn't resist Xerax's kingly aura.

With the Ancestors and the Patriarchs mostly gone, it was clear to Davis now that Xerax, a Level Nine Immortal King Beast, now reigned supreme. He couldn't kill the surviving Ancestors or the Grand Elders, but he could very well force them to bend to his will.

That was the unique ability of a King-Tier existence, to be able to command the lifeforms that have its blood. The same could be said about an Emperor-Tier Beast, but they could influence even more to the point of brainwashing as long as they have power and even command King-Tier Beasts as they bend their wills.

The world of magical beasts was never about equality. Even if there was peace, it never could be.

As Xerax's kingly aura reverberated in the area, everyone was subdued.

The old Ancestors were simply unable to go against him even though they had the power to just flick their wrists and one-shot him.

In Davis's eyes, this was simply ridiculous, but it told volumes of how a King-Tier existence ruled over their race. Unless one is at least two minor stages above or has a unique variance, they can stop thinking about resisting a King-Tier existence's will.

Nonetheless, he saw the inheritors lower their heads, probably trying to communicate so that they could get out of this situation by themselves, even though they were barely able to resist Xerax's kingly aura.

"We will leave." Xerax harrumphed and looked at the two Ancestors, "Open the node to the outside world right now."

"…"

"But…" Someone else interrupted amidst the silence, "… but such forceful actions after we painstakingly sealed the mini-realm would destabilize it, causing it to start collapsing…"

"I'm not asking for your opinion."

*Bang!~*

Xerax kicked that Grand Elder right in the face, causing him to be sent flying before he rolled on the ground helplessly. His expression turned vile, but he hid it quickly as it came, keeping his head lowered.

Xerax coldly stared at that Grand Elder and then turned to look at the others.

"Listen up very closely. Anyone who defies me will be executed on the spot. I'm saying this for the sake of our clan because if we stay here, we'll surely be devoured by this strange lifeform as we are not a match for it. We don't even know how it managed to enter as it is near impossible to enter a sealed realm, but right now, it seems to be digesting our Ancestors and Patriarch, so this is the right time to make our exit."

"Furthermore, we are in no shape to deal with it, especially when our offensive Legacy Armament is in its because it devoured the Patriarch. Everyone knows I have been personally bestowed with the Defensive Artifact by the Patriarch and the Ancestors since it is of utmost importance to preserve my kingly bloodline, so you're all going to do the same and believe their decision in me. I will lead the clan to safety."

"How?"

Youil raised his head and asked, his gaze firm, "Surrendering to the Emperor of Death is out of the question since you would be killed on sight."

Xerax possessed a disdainful gaze as he smirked, "It's not like the Emperor of Death is going to be waiting outside for us. I will first leave this mini realm to not worsen things, and the rest of you can go surrender yourselves to the Emperor of Death as you tell him that my life and death are unknown from the arrival of this spatial menace. That's the only way for you all to be saved."

"No way…" Youil shook his head, "… he wouldn't leave us alive."

He liked the plan for the most part, but surrendering after everything was in the Emperor of Death's favor? That was like sending themselves to be beheaded!

"That depends…" Xerax's lips curled, "I've watched some of his movements in the Grand Beginnings Continent. As long as you act reasonably and appear pitiful, he will take pity on you. All you need is to give compensation, but don't mess it up since his hatred is gathered against me and not you all. Therefore-"

"- surrender the two inheritances as compensation."

"What!?"

Youil and the other two inheritors flinched. Even the Ancestors' and Grand Elders' expressions changed.

"There's no other choice." Xerax spoke with a calm voice, "If the compensation isn't good, then you're all dead meat. He may take pity but still watch you die as he is death itself. On the other hand, I will take the other inheritance in order to plan a comeback ten thousand years later as initially planned. If anyone wants to send your daughters or granddaughters to me, be my guest. I will ensure that our bloodline will only become stronger and flourish in a decade millennium."

"…"

Youil and the other two inheritors glared at Xerax.

Their inheritances contained many treasures, even nurturing grounds that might allow one to ignite their blood to have a chance at obtaining King-Tier Blood. However, most clans end up using it when they face decline, so the three inheritors knew that they wouldn't have a chance to experience such an extravagance as their Cyan Soul Rat Clan had already used up such a thing, leaving them with no choice but to listen to this cunning asshole as they couldn't have King-Tier Blood themselves.

Even though it was extremely clear that Xerax wanted to escape by himself, his plan was so good that they couldn't find any holes in it. Everything he said or did became a gospel for the clan.

In the distance, Davis saw this scene play out and felt the need to clap hands.

Even he couldn't find any holes in that plan as he did not want to massacre an entire clan just because their higher-ups got greedily malicious, so chances are that he would've let the people go after obtaining sky-high compensation.

However, his father was also still hunted by them from what he knew, so he was prepared to enslave them for the rest of their lives. If they ever surrendered, they could only live as slaves from that day onwards.

But now, he was even more pissed.

He preferred idiots like Killian Zenflame over this cunning fellow who tried to appeal to his magnanimity only to try to backstab later on, although Killian Zenflame did the same thing with Shirley before he could no longer keep up the act. Regardless, his eyes turned cold upon hearing such a plan.

Nearing the Voidslime Realm Eater while still being concealed, he threw a powerful explosive talisman at it and rushed away.

*BOOOM!~*

"ZIAAAAAAAA!~"

As Xerax and the others continued discussing, an explosion suddenly went off at the dormant spatial menace, causing it to roar in pain and anger.

"!!!"

Their scalps turned numb, and they quickly rushed off into the distance, but the Voidslime Realm Eater elongated its body and followed them like a giant snake, its body slithering and wiggling in the air as it made its way to one of their cities; appearing to no longer tolerate their existence.

Wherever it went, space trembled in its wake. Its surroundings distorted and seemed to be pulled into its body, an enormous force of attraction acting on everything in its vicinity.