Hero of Darkness

Havi let out the most threatening aura as his voice filled with bloodlust resounded across the battlefield. Just now, the Pope showed him the scene of Axel killing Hector, Havi's firstborn and eldest son. This revelation instantly made him lose his calm and he revealed his enraged face.

Havi did not stand the ceremony any longer and forcefully activated his bloodline powers. The backlash was too great and under the Flame Killer formation, his body was no different than someone falling deep inside the sea, unable to bear the water pressure.

However, as soon as he saw Hector's death… Havi lost his voice of reason and went berserk.

BOOM!!

RUMBLE!!

RUMBLE!!

The clouds in the sky parted ways as a massive explosion of scalding fire destroyed everything in the 20 kilometers radius and even the thousand kilometer wide suppression formation flickered for a while.

In the middle of the sky, a 1 kilometer tall figure was suddenly revealed in the center of the explosion as the scorching flames subsided.

[I won't be able to keep using the forced bloodline transformations for long. I must find Venessa as soon as I can.] he spoke to him.

As for the four 7th stage saints… their expressions turned gloomy after seeing Havi's transformed figure.

[How?! Didn't the Flame Killer formation seal his abilities to use the bloodline?!] shouted Leonardo.

[Impossible! This shouldn't be happening. How the hell is using his imperial bloodline?] spoke Raphael because they all could sense that Havi's rank suddenly rose to 7th stage saint rank despite the restraints of the suppression barrier.

[This… the ancient records never mentioned anything. Could it be… he's using some sort of forbidden technique?

Yes, that should be it!] thought Demiurges.

[But it doesn't matter. He won't be able to maintain it for long. We will wear him down and then kill him when he's suffering from. The backlash.] suggested the pope.

Finally, the flames completely dispersed and Havi's figure became clear to all four of them.

Havi was now a kilometer tall white-haired giant with 6 horns coming out of his head.

Previously, he had only two horns coming out from sideways but now, two small horns protruded from his forehead while two long ones grew up in the middle of the head.

Havi's entire body was covered in a blazing red flesh-like armor made of white bones as his hands grew long black nails. Even his eyes turned dark red with no iris in them while on his back, 4 gigantic white wings made of bones that spanned 500 meters each spread around him while revealing his full killing intent.

The very next moment, Havi summoned more than 100 blood-red spears, each one sizing 300 meters in length, made of those very flames that previously dispersed and Havi divided them into a group of 25 as they attacked all four opponents with lightning speed.

For the first time since their onslaught against the emperor started, all four of the 7th stage saints felt a sense of dread now that he transformed himself into this form.

Crackle!

Whoosh!

BANG!!

Each of the spears filled with densely condensed world energy targeted the enemies like homing missiles covering the distance of 20 kilometers in just a few seconds as they left only sonic booms and shockwaves in their wake.

Havi was no longer playing around, going straight for the kill in his enraged state.

Soon, the tide of the battle turned completely and the seventh stage saints who were previously suppressing him were forced to retreat at least a hundred kilometers away while constantly dodging the spear attacks while using their own techniques and skills to fend them off.

Their speed was so fast that even their afterimages formed a couple of seconds later after they passed through an area.

Everywhere these fire spears passed through, the black and reddish soil was melting because of the heat exuded by each of them.

Even a Priest class individual such as the Pope himself was having a hard time fending off these attacks and providing support for the other fighters at the same time.

All of them understood that their previous tactic of hit and run or chipping out Havi's defenses would no longer work. And given their experience, all four of them became aware that if they didn't go all out soon, Havi will take them down one by one before his transformed state ended.

And in the end, it will be his victory and their 100 year old plan would completely fail.

On the western side of the battlefield, Havi quickly appeared in front of Leonardo, with his original legendary rank spear that was also transformed at this point and grew in size. To him, Leonardo in his normal size now appeared like a small mosquito, waiting to be killed.

SLASH!!

Without even giving the former a chance to react, he made a vertical slash.

Shatter!!

A 400 meter wide crevice formed on the ground after the Havi made the splashing attack and cleaved open the surroundings while trying to kill the knight saint.

Swoosh!!

Leonardo barely escaped in a nick of time and had a haggard expression. If that beam of energy had hit him, he would've received a grave injury. And even if he managed to fend it off, his own armor and weapon would be greatly damaged.

If Blackwall were to be present here in his titan form, he instantly would've been incinerated after getting hit by those flames.

Terrifying battle noises filled the northern plains as the fight between these mighty saints destroyed dozens of kilometers of ground in seconds. The clouds in the sky changed their directions from time to time just from the aftershocks of these attacks.

In just an hour, all 7th stage saints were in a miserable state. If not for Demiurge, the pope healing them from time to time and granting them defensive buffs… at least two of them would be dead by now.

"Dammit!! It should be him in our position. Why are we being oppressed by him instead?" said Raphael.

All of them were now working together in a team formation because fighting individually would not help in protecting themselves from Havi.

"What do you all say… should we use that Ancient Relic?" asked the Pope.

All three of them instantly agreed as if they knew what Demiurge was talking about.

"Although it will halt our rank as saints for a century… it's still better than dying." said Donatello.

"Alright then. Together, we will use the…"

The pope spoke with an aghast expression now that their hands were forced…

"Pandora's Box."