BXBX NOVEL Chapter 260: Harkath's Insanity!
In addition to that, they sacrificed thousands of 1st Order Divine Realm Masters as well as countless cultivators of the Emperor Realm and below.
But even with so much power at their beck and call, they were no match for the overwhelmingly powerful Harkath, as they fell to his blade within the day.
Now this is where things really get interesting… as the Spirit Race—which has been dormant since their forceful sealing by Harkath—finally broke their eternity-long seal!
They sought revenge on the one who sealed them away, and this led to them reviving all fallen warriors of the Forest, Sand, Water, Ice, and Fire Tribes. The Forest and Sand Tribes joined late in the fray, so they didn\'t have as many casualties. Even so, their top elites and those of the other Tribes were brought back to life.
Along with such a resurrection, the Spirits bestowed upon them their top-level Elemental Blessings, causing their power to skyrocket!
They came back to life with a million times the strength, aiming to strike the Leviathan God where it hurt!
They succeeded in their endeavors for quite a while. At least, that was until they backed the lion into a corner. And with his life on the line, Harkath made one final attempt at overcoming those who wished to get in his way. Subsequently, this is what led to the scene before us…
"..."
Azmodeus looked at the aftermath of where the Leviathan God just went through an intense struggle, wondering just how many powerhouses had died.
"This is what happens when you push a man to the brink of insanity. His goals were so large, and yet he never could make a breakthrough or even leave this world…"
He related to Harkath on a certain level, but in the end, this Leviathan God was nothing more than a toy in his big toy house. And when toys became broken, it was only natural that you would throw them away…
"Before I dispose of a faulty toy, I guess I will pay him a visit. I wish to understand just what will go through his mind when he meets the person he so badly wants to kill." Azmodeus\'s voice turned frosty as a piercing gleam flashed past his red eyes.
FWIP!
He vanished from his spot, leaving all of the Elemental Tribesmen in a state of bewilderment.
"Did God just abandon us…?"
"It seems so…"
…
After a few seconds of traversing the galaxy-sized world, Azmodeus ultimately made it to where an intense battle went on with intense passion. He followed the trail of destruction and death left by the Leviathan God, eventually making it to where a solar system-sized man stood.
Harkath has come quite a long way…
Azmodeus found his blue-spiked, daunting appearance far further on the tyrant scale as opposed to the mild appearance he previously possessed.
In a way, he followed in the footsteps of his creator. But in the end, he didn\'t take the right path…
As his thoughts swirled around inside his mind, a fierce struggle was happening not even a few dozen miles away.
"Your legacy is no more, Leviathan God! You have lived for far too long, even preceding the Transfiguration of the world! You are the last of your generation!
Why don\'t you just give it up and go off into the afterlife knowing that we will make Pandora better than it has ever been!? In a time long, long ago, this was not a necessary measure we needed to take, but you are no longer the person you once were... You are now just an existence stunting the development of your home... And for that, you must die..."
An icy blue man with a scar-ridden body stood at the forefront of a group of 2nd Order Divine Realm Experts. His clothing consisted of a long, leopard-spotted cape as well as a swirly mustache that curled around his square bone structure. He fully fit the bill of a staid navy commander, possessing an aura to match.
This man was the current Leader of the Ice Tribe, Snow Monger. And he was also the son of the previous Ice Tribe Leader—someone who died by the Leviathan God\'s hands more than 55 million years ago.
"HAHA!"
A sudden burst of maniacal laughter took the Snow Monger out of his thoughts as he looked toward the one-armed and one-legged man before him.
This man was the Leviathan God.
He was someone who had struck terror in the hearts of quadrillions and has done so for longer than anyone has been alive.
His armor was likely the most terrifying thing about him, as it had light blue spikes protruding off of just about every inch of his body. Even his long, frosty blue hair was unable to conceal the immensity of his armor.
Forged in the deepest depths of the Boundless Ocean, it was something that he forced the Spirit of the Sea to mold to his will, even chaining up the Kraken Blacksmiths of the Abyssal Trenches.
Harkath did all of this so as to craft something capable of withstanding the full degree of his might—the Leviathan God\'s Carparece!
"HAHAHAHA!!!"
His insane laughter reverberated through the iron-filled skies as his long, dark blue hair blew in the wind, forcing him to cock back his head while holding his hand over a single eye.
"You Wish For Me To Give It Up!?!? ME!!!???"
WAAAAA!
His aura exploded outward, causing even the air to collapse in on itself!
He flipped his menacing blood-red gaze across all of the people present, as there were even a few that he raised from diapers. But regardless of who it was, they were all Betrayers!! They didn\'t understand what he wanted!!! They didn\'t understand what it was like to live in a cage while knowing that you could be something more!!!
They didn\'t understand…
"DIE!!!!" Harkath bellowed at the top of his lungs, forcing the azure blue aura fluctuating around his robust frame to spike up a millionfold!
He burned through his life essence! He burned through his Soul Essence! He discarded everything without hesitation! Not caring a single damn bit about the repercussions of his actions!!!
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All of the gathered Experts watched the last semblance of humanity fade from the eyes of this raging beast. It was at this moment that they knew what they had to do…
"You were like a father to me… But all good things eventually come to an end… I am sorry, old friend."
Ice Monger\'s devastingly powerful aura turned melancholic as he watched the enormous, raging beast rush at them.
Witnessing someone who he used to look up to devolve into such a state was enough to have him grit his teeth and pull up his Great Axe.
Just as he was about to swing down with everything he had, something completely out of reason happened…