Origin Lust Sword System



"Level-1 Ascension Spell: Law Eraser!"

Cyrus's hand stopped at this moment, and black Qi gushed out from it and fell over the silver mask over Hilda's face.

Hilda, on the other hand, felt chills from the mask at this moment and was terrifyingly cold, as if she would freeze to death at any moment.

Cyrus, with cold eyes, kept his calm and watched as the black Qi enveloped the mask entirely while his Qi reserve was getting exhausted at a terrifying rate.

When the entire mask was fully enveloped by his Qi, a strange phenomenon occurred. The mask underneath the Qi suddenly started to shine in silver light and escape from the blackness.

'It's really an ascension rank expert who is the owner of this mask, and he's just a temple priest of that dimension. Then what about the higher-ranking members or the dimension ruler? Suppose the other temples followed the same ranks and rules as my dimension temple. In that case, I won't be able to fight with them in this state…'

Cyrus grimly thought as this was a reminder that his dimension, despite being an infinity growth rate dimension. It was still nothing in front of the old dimensions, which were present for who knows when.

In comparison, Cyrus was new to the dimensions as well as still quite ignorant about the full capacity of a growth-type dimension. That's the main reason he decided to create a cultivation dynasty.

"Hmph! A mere ascension dared to resist?" Cyrus got annoyed when the spiritual mark was still resisting his spell, which was quite tiresome, and Eve's Qi was already starting to get used.

If he was at his peak, just his gaze was enough to destroy this spiritual mark and its owner with it, but here he was struggling. This was the feeling of being weak which Cyrus didn't like in the least.

But he couldn't use much force since Hilda might lose her life, so he needed to be as gentle as he could and patient.

At this moment, the silver light over the mask started to get dim. The black Qi seemed to be eating it, which meant the spell was taking effect.

Cyrus started to sweat after a few moments as he reached his limit, and the silver light was almost extinct, so he endured.

When the silver light was about to vanish completely, a ghastly voice suddenly rang from the mask.

"Who dares to steal from the Silver Winged Dimension?!"

'It's the temple priest's voice!' Hilda instantly recognized this voice which didn't sound as amiable and gentle anymore. This also proves Cyrus claim that the temple priest has other motives when he puts this mask on her face.

Right at this moment, Hilda suddenly felt a piercing pain stabbing into her head as if something wanted to enter her brain.

"Hmph, just an ant who is trying to resist the mountain!" Killing intent surfaced in Cyrus's eyes when he noticed something, and he poured every ounce of Qi into the spell without caring about anything else.

"Y-you… where is the silver-winged bloodline?!" The mysterious priest's voice rang again, and this time it was no longer arrogant but horrified.

The silver light was now only almost gone, and only a faint speck was left, and the priest clearly understood it was not his day.

So, he quickly tried to say something, "Whoever you are, this girl and treasure belongs to the…"

His voice cut off in the midst of its final threat as the silver light completely eradicated and black Qi also started to fade away.

Cyrus was ashen at this moment, but disdain was clear in his eyes as he sneered, "I heard this threat many times in my life."

"Are you fine? He tries to take possession of your body toward the end through the bloodline you had. So, you might feel uncomfortable right now in your head." Cyrus then looked at Hilda, who was in a dazzling state.

She snapped out of her stupor, and a hint of terror appeared in her eyes, "I'm fine. Is it true that he could've possessed my body through the dimension bloodline if I still had it?"

Cyrus nodded without hiding anything he revealed, "It is possible and a very common method to control the hybrids who originated from powerful bloodlines merging together. They can't go against their creators and even possess them at their behest as long as they know how to. That's why being a hybrid is nothing but slavery.

"Unless the hybrid can surpass their creator, they will never be free from their grasp, and those creators would never let that happen either. This is especially the case for an unorthodox hybrid, which was made by introducing a powerful bloodline into a complete but weak bloodline.

"Just what is happening with humans right now. They are all introduced to a weak creature's bloodline that is more powerful than their existing bloodline but not powerful enough to make them reach their full potential.

"On the contrary, the foreign bloodline will turn into an unbreakable lock that would never let them tap into their true potential. It only has short-term benefits but endless suffering and despair."

Hilda's eyes were filled with abhorrence at this moment for the dimension temples as she finally understood why Cyrus was so disdainful towards her when he first met her that day.

Even she felt disgusted by all those aloof dimension temples now, as well as fearful of their true motives for doing all this to the human race. They were simply too weak to pose any threats to them, yet they were treating them like real threats by destroying their potential in a sham of power.

"Then we need to tell this to all those families and my parents!" She quickly thought about how her parents and the entire family have the same bloodline as hers, and this was nothing but bad news.

She didn't care about anyone else, but she deeply cared about her parents and uncle.

Cyrus's pale lips curled up in a cold smile as he questioned instead of answering her, "Tell me, do you think they will believe me or discard their lifelong cultivation, bloodline, and their aloof statuses? If you think they will, then you couldn't be more wrong.

"We humans tend to believe what we seek and experience, and those humans with power will never discard it even if they know that it is poison. This is the reason we are dreaded by many as well as laughed at just the same.

"I can't get rid of anyone's beliefs, nor can I convince them to drop everything and join me. It is too tiresome, and I don't like to pursue anyone who would most likely not listen.

"So, I'll just deal with them my own way, which is to completely overwhelm them with might and then force them to drop their beliefs and power. Because at that time, they would only have two choices, either to change their way and follow mine, or die with those hallow beliefs.

"The other dimensions are my enemies, to begin with, so I will naturally fight them, but I won't show mercy to those who will obstruct my way, whether they are humans or my own kin, and I expect the same from my Dao Companions as well.

"I can go to any lengths for you but guys. If you try to walk in the opposite direction, I will force you to walk in my direction, even if you like it or not. Or the only other way to change the situation is to force me to walk with you. There is no third way.

"If your kin decided to join me, I'd treat them like my own because of you, but if they try to sabotage me, then I'll treat them like my enemies. You need to remember this, and it will be the same for everyone."

Cyrus was deadly serious as he looked straight into Hilda's eyes and uttered word to word. He was not going to pretend to be gentle or a saint. His character was straight, and he disdained doing anything behind his women's backs when he could just do it in a justifiable way.

It was far better than creating fickle relationships than forging strong and honest bonds despite their own risks. But those risks were far better than betrayals, and he could see them coming from miles away and could also be resolved.

Just like now, Hilda was contemplating about what Cyrus just said, and she knew if Cyrus had acted behind her back, she wouldn't be able to do anything or even suspect it was him.

But he was being honest by telling her if her family decided to go against him despite his warnings and kindness, he will not give her face anymore and do what he had to.

Probably this was the only reason she never decided not to kill him in that illusion despite having the chance because she had this feeling deep within her heart that Cyrus would never harm her kin without a proper reason and without telling her about it.

"I understand. I just want you to give me a chance to change your decision if god forbids such a situation arrives." She said solemnly.

Cyrus's lips curled up as he gently stated, "That's my plan as well. Now, you may remove your mask!"