Siva (Volume 6) Dead Man Island

Chapter 138: Next

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Chapter 138: Next
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Siva didn't pay much attention to the other four and in fact, he didn't even care if they would listen to his suggestion and actually help on the fight by reducing the threats.

Simply speaking, he only challenged them.

Whether they would actually do it or not is already up to them and not his concern. He'd done his job and his part of the bargain, now come his personal desire to take revenge.

The concept of time that had gone past inside the world —no— universe of Terra can hardly even be believed by mere words.

And yet, as profoundly miraculous as it may seem, Siva had indeed existed in a time trillions of years in the past than the current time frame, four years ago.

The further he goes inside of the mothership, the quieter it got.

Those eight Demon Commanders earlier were all horrifying boss monsters when in front of ordinary players of RPG: Terroa, but to Siva... they merely represented the object of his hate, the apple of his arrow strung within his bow.

But it was the last of the defenses.

"Baal is the egoistic and cowardly Emperor of the Fireflame Beasts. Of all the races of creatures who had absconded to the Rule of Darkness, they, the Fireflame Beasts, are the most unscrupulous and petty of all... with no principles and just pure actual brains and brawns. This is the reason how they've still managed to raise an Archfiend such as Baal in the entirety of the Burning Apocalypse Dominion."

Siva continued to play a monologue, seeming to be talking to someone yet there was no one there to reply or even listen to him.

—aside from Cortana.

[It's too quiet, boss.]

"This is perfectly natural. Baal is proud of his own race and thinks that their ugliness is the strongest and most beautiful of all races out there. He even looks down on the other Generals, especially the bipedal, four-limbed humanoids like Eros, Sefirah, and Invidious. In retrospect, I remember him being a little bit stronger than Invidious and Eros but he's too far behind in strength from Sefirah. In terms of horridness, though, I'd say he's the best of them."

The shape of the hole in the 'chest' of the large ship is like a cone; the deeper you go, the tighter the edge becomes, the lighter the damage done to the ship's interior, and the hotter it gets.

"This rising temperature is proof that we're getting close to him."

Of course, Siva was in a cursed form. He doesn't need oxygen and he can't feel too cold nor heat. If ever it was explained, then he's too comfortable in this cursed state.

It's the perk and yet it's the curse.

Baal's "Mobile Armor" was 15km in actual size so naturally the thickness of it was also measured by kilometers.