Chapter 69.1 Tower of God: The Undead Scourge
This was the second time that Du Ze had seen Bael. Compared to when he was in a hurry to come and go, now there was enough time for Du Ze to really take a look at the legendary first demon god.
Across from them, Bael was like a towering mountain that stood in front of everyone – not because of his physical body but because of his imposing manner. He is about two meters high, with curved horns exactly like Xiu’s and a pair of purple eyes so dark that they could be mistaken for black. The darkness of a demon’s eyes are a sign of the demon’s power. The darker the eyes, the stronger the demon. The demon god stood in the center of the arena, as majestic as an emperor, making people realize their own insignificance from the bottom of their hearts.
Du Ze looked at Bael as if he was seeing a future version of Xiu. Bael was Xiu’s great-grandfather, but their faces were so similar that they looked like father and son. Du Ze thought that the last time they saw him, the god of light and Bael died together. That was probably more or less because of Xiu, right? So will Bael, like Belial, choose to let them pass?
Both emotionally and in terms of strength, Bael is a formidable obstacle.
At this time the arena was silent. It was hard to breathe because of the pressure emanating from the first demon god. Bael had been watching Xiu. His eyes were dark and nothing could be seen from them. Du Ze listened as Bael demanded from Xiu: “Your name.”
“Xiu.”
“Draw your sword.”
Everyone was shocked. There was no exchange of greetings and the demon god immediately asked for a duel. Seeing that Xiu did not respond, Bael raised his hand. Purple-gold arcs gathered around him as he began to prepare an attack.
“You have almost finished the demon god arena. Do you still not understand? If you want to move forward, you have to destroy everything that is holding you back – or are you unable to deal with me?”
The glare from the lightning arcs made light and shadow dance around Bael’s face. The demon god gazed at Xiu and he sighed: “You should not be merciful.”
[The Demons gave away their mercy, received destruction.]
When he heard Bael’s words, Du Ze almost automatically thought of “Mixed Blood.” Before he could analyze the thought, he saw Xiu walking forward slowly
“Yes.” Xiu expressed his agreement with Bael’s words. He extended a hand and Qian Bian appeared then transformed into the Burning Desire Demonic Sword. “So I’ll kill you.”
He has something that he desires. For that goal, he can throw away everything, give up everything, even destroy everything.
Hearing Xiu’s response, Bael’s expression was more gratified than delighted.
“I will not be lenient. Rather than letting you pass through here just to be killed by the other gods, it’s better for me to finish you off myself,” said Bael.
There will be other gods? Du Ze was still speechless with shock, Xiu and Bael started fighting.
The whole arena was shrouded in lightning. Muir had to protect everyone at the edge of the arena. The terrifying energy of those seemingly weak tiny arcs even made the dragon afraid.
Bael stomped down with one foot. The lighting wove itself into a circle, centered on his foot, and quickly spread outward, too fast to see. Xiu protected himself with his bat-like wings. The instant the lightning swept past him, he flew up and moved to cut down Bael from above.
