Novel Full Book 9: Chapter 119: Choice (2)
Book 9: Chapter 119: Choice (2)
King Uidah wiped the blood from his lips, looking up toward Alidor and Kaeara with a vicious light in his eyes.
He had tried to call his Ancestors to assist him long ago, but for some reason the connection had been cut. To make matters worse, even his Faith was useless before his opponent.
Beasts like the Dream Panthers and Dragons weren’t completely helpless before Faith. If they were, they likely wouldn’t have survived so long. Dragons had their Dragon Souls and humanoid transformations. Unfortunately for Chenglei, his Dragon bloodline only birthed him a Bronze Dragon Soul. In addition, as he was in the Celestial Quadrant this whole time, he had no opportunity to hunt other Dragons to improve his Dragon Soul. As a result, his Dragon Soul was useless before Dyon.
As for Dream Panthers, they could weaken their opponents will by forcing them to enter their Dream Domains. This gave opponents the illusion that their Faith was weakened, when the reality was that they were foolishly accessing only a small part of it. Glorianice had tried to use her Dream Domain against Dyon while they were signing the soul contract between them, unfortunately for her, Dyon had The Seal protecting his mind.
Before Glorianice, a mere King God Clan, even if it was the King in question, it was all useless.
Alidor and his sister looked down upon King Uidah. Though Alidor had to maintain his dignity as the Commander Dyon entrusted with this operation, Kaeara could no longer hold back her tears. The gushed forward like a flood. Though revenge was sweet, she realized that even after they completed this goal they had dreamt of all their lives, their parents, their friends, their family… Would never come back to them.
“I see that you don’t regret what you did, even now.” Alidor said emotionlessly.
King Uidah sneered. “The world of cultivation is a place where the strong rule the weak. This time, I am the weak one. Nothing more, nothing less. Kill me and be done with it.”
Alidor shook his head. “It seems you still don’t understand. Your words seem to imply that you were ever the strong one, when the truth was that you were always weak.”
King Uidah’s temper seemed to flair, but he calmed it in an instant, knowing that his anger was useless. If he was going to die, he would keep his dignity as a King. In the afterworld, he would apologize to his Ancestors for his incompetence.
“Almost 50 years ago, you slaughtered a Clan of innocents individuals.”
“Innocent?” King Uidah spat to the ground below, a swath of blood following suit. “There is no such thing in the martial world. The Guatama has blood on their hands. You just aren’t aware because you were a child.”
“Is that so? Then I guess this was your justification for murdering a Clan of people you once called family? How many of your concubines once carried the name Guatama? How many of your Clansmen carry Guatama blood even if they do not carry our name?
“Did my grandfather not call you son? Did my father not call you brother?! DID I NOT CALL YOU UNCLE?!”
Alidor’s voice boomed, a swirling tempest of Ethereal Permeation washing over the city below.
King Uidah flinched at Alidor’s sudden outburst. He had known Alidor since his youth, he had always been a child of few words and even fewer emotions. The fact he lost control of himself in this instant spoke volumes.
Still, what was even more shocking was the depth of his cultivation. In the Uidah Clan, their staple Will was Ethereal Permeation. They had special blood that allowed them to comprehend this will a bit better than others.
However, even still, their best Clansmen only reached the 6th or 7th will level. Even King Uidah himself was only at the 7th will level. Despite this, because Ethereal Permeation was a Supreme Law, its strength was undeniable. Even at such a low level, it had a multiplicative effect on all of your techniques and gave your strikes a persistent damage effect.
Yet… Somehow… This youth who was only a fraction of his age… Was at the 9th Intent level!
“You can try to justify it how you like, but you yourself know how much of a coward you are.
“You speak of strength, but it was it your strength that destroyed my Guatama Clan? Or was it your underhanded schemes and outside help that did?”
Alidor sneered, knowing by King Uidah’s reaction that he was perfectly correct.
“That’s the kind of strength the mighty King Uidah hangs his hat on, huh?”
Alidor’s piercing gaze met the King’s. “Do you want to know why your children betrayed you?
“You spent all of that effort scheming like a little rat to kill my loved ones that you began to fear being backstabbed yourself, hm? So what did your minor intellect conclude? Something like ‘If I place my flesh and blood at the best and highest positions, I’ll never be betrayed’, is that right?”
King Uidah trembled fiercely, his eyes reddening. Whatever so-called calm exterior he had vanished.
“But how could someone of such pitiful intelligence realize that the harder you pushed your so-called flesh and blood, the more you expected from them, the more competition you created amongst them, the less and less they would see you as a father.”
Alidor’s sneer deepened as King Uidah’s world seemed to collapse.
“You can go off to the next world now. I wonder how your Uidah Ancestors will react knowing you spit in the face of the brotherhood of two Clans they built with their blood and tears, only to lose it all in a single lifetime. You’re truly quite “strong”.”
Those were the final words King Uidah heard before his head was severed from his neck.
His bodiless head spun in the air, a clear look of despair etched into his face.