The Greatest Warlord

Resurrection 3

Anna and the Young Man were shocked as they saw tears falling from their lord's eyes. But instead of crying, the young lady smiled and laughed as if she were witnessing something so ridiculous that her tears started dripping. The truth was the opposite; she was confused and happy at the same time.

"My lord?" Anna asked,

Refusing to show them her soft side, the young lady stopped them by extending her palm forward. She then closed her eyes and stood up, calming herself upon seeing the miracles before her. Once she opened her eyes again, she unleashed her ominous aura to remind them who she was

The feelings the young lady was experiencing had long been forgotten by her, as she hadn't been able to express or feel them for so long. Living inside the castle and sleeping within a living carcass had made her forget what it felt like to truly live, to experience everything and find happiness in it.

"This world is holding so much mystery beyond my understanding. Yet on the back of that mystery, lies a beautiful yet mesmerizing phenomena." the Young Lady then stare at her subordinates, "My dear warlords, let's start a new beginning."

Anna and the Young Man then immediately bowed before their lord. They placed their right hands on their left chests and began to kneel, "Yes, my lord."

The young lady smiled, she then summoned her weapon, the Soul Defiler Scythe.

From her right hand, dark energy accumulated, forming a sphere filled with her mana. She then inserted her hand into the sphere and swiftly pulled out the great scythe. An explosion of mana energy spread, creating a barrier that cursed anyone who traversed it, causing their physique to disintegrate.

The young lady held the blade of her scythe close to her face. She rotated the blade so it was facing her neck. With one small cut on her neck, the scythe inherited her magic power. In this way, she activated the power of the Soul Defiler Scythe.

"Heed my words. For I no longer Diavolo, the name was never mine from the beginning. I request a new name for a new reign of mine." the Young Lady cast the spell towards the scythe.

The scythe then glowed red, its power emanating and spreading throughout the young lady's petite body. Its energy transformed her soul and damaged parts of her body. The process was excruciating, and she couldn't help but scream from the depths of her lungs due to the intense pain.

Her horn fell off, blood streaming from her head as she lost it. Her eyes changed, first wrinkling, then turning blank, and finally, her pupils shifted shape. Her petite body shrank and expanded repeatedly until it settled on the perfect form for her.

This is the power of the Soul Defiler Scythe, a magic weapon that can change a person's shape according to the color of their soul. Unexpectedly, the young lady who was once known as the Evil King has a beautiful color in her soul.

The red dress she wore turned white, and her dark cloak also shifted to white. Her hair turned black, and her pale white skin transformed into a soft ivory tone. When she opened her eyes, their shape returned to normal, though their color remained the same. The only things that didn't change were her wide mouth, capable of an ominous smile, and her height.

The young lady laughed, seeing her body transform into the form she remembered from the past, "So, I can really back to who once I was."

The young lady fixed her posture and stood tall before her subordinates. She held the great scythe beside her and raised her head, "My name was not Diavolo, for that's never truly my name. Thus I announce the birth of the new queen of darkness. The Evil Queen, Deviola Amadeus."