Cosmic Ruler - Chapter 214

Chapter 214: Eeh’liel

Aiden while everyone was shocked by the Lich like being arrival checked his status.

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Name: Eeh’liel

Race: Undead Lich

Title: Undead Emperor

Age: Unknown (Ancient)

Rank: High Lich (Undead Overlord)

Martial Spirit: Crown of the Undead Emperor(world Correction)

Cultivation Rank : Martial God ( Peak)

Attributes:

Strength: S

Agility: A-

Intelligence: SSS

Endurance: S+

Magic Power: SSS+

Dark Affinity: SSS

Necromancy Affinity: SSS+

Abilities:

Necromantic Mastery: Complete control over necromantic spells and rituals. Can raise the dead, manipulate souls, and wield dark magic with unparalleled skill.

Soul Dominion: The ability to control and manipulate souls, including binding, consuming, or empowering them.

Dark Aura: An aura that weakens the living and strengthens the undead within a certain radius. Causes fear and discomfort to all but the strongest-willed.

Life Drain: Drains the life force of those nearby to heal and empower himself.

Immortal Body: As a lich, Eeh’liel’s physical form is sustained by his phylactery, making him extremely difficult to kill permanently.

Unique Martial Spirit: Crown of the Undead Emperor

Description: A spectral crown that symbolizes Eeh’liel’s dominion over death and the undead. It amplifies his necromantic powers, grants him enhanced control over undead creatures, and serves as a conduit for dark magic. The Crown also provides a substantial boost to his magical power and intelligence, allowing him to cast complex spells with ease and precision.

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‘ “World Correction, huh? This is my first time seeing it,” Aiden thought. Eeh’liel, meanwhile, looked at Aiden and bowed, placing a hand on his chest.

“Master, thank you for choosing me,” he said.

“Choosing you? What do you mean?” Aiden asked, confused by his words.

“Yes, Master. I was once a general under the Monarch of Undead Lilac, but after her fall, I became a wandering soul, waiting to serve a master once again. You, Master, who have inherited the mantle of the previous Monarch, are far superior to any wannabe necromancer,” Eeh’liel explained, looking at him.

“Hmm, I’ll ask questions later, as we have other matters to attend to,” Aiden said, pointing at Gudolf, who flinched. “Eliminate him.”

Eeh’liel stood up from his bowing position and faced Gudolf. “As you wish, Master,” he said. He lifted his hand, pointing his bony fingers at Gudolf. Gudolf’s instincts screamed at him to run. Instantly, he summoned a turtle-like martial spirit from his shadow, positioning it behind him for protection. But a dark ray shot out from Eeh’liel’s bony fingers, piercing through the turtle and grazing Gudolf’s shoulder, who dodged just in time; otherwise, his heart would have been pierced.

“Hmm, you have good instincts, but it’s still too late. My Dark Ray, even if one just gets scratched by it, they will die,” Eeh’liel said.

Gudolf’s eyes widened in horror as he saw his shoulder beginning to rot and decay. Gritting his teeth, he summoned another Spirit Beast—a centipede with sharp, bladed mandibles. The centipede swiftly severed Gudolf’s rotting arm, then latched onto his shoulder, becoming an extension of his body. Gudolf now appeared less human, with the grotesque appendage replacing his lost arm.

“You bastard!” Gudolf roared, charging at Eeh’liel with fury. The centipede’s bladed maw extended, lashing out like a whip. Eeh’liel, with calm indifference, intercepted the attack with his blackened, bony fingers. Sparks flew as the blade met the hardened bone, a clash of dark energies.

“How primitive,” Eeh’liel remarked coldly, effortlessly parrying the centipede’s strikes with his index finger alone. As he danced around Gudolf’s frenzied assault, he suddenly lifted his foot and tapped it lightly on the ground.

A split second later, a bone spike erupted from the earth, impaling Gudolf through his midsection. Gudolf gasped, his rage turning to agony. Eeh’liel looked down at him with contempt.

“Fighting like an ignorant animal, you were already doomed,” Eeh’liel declared. He then snapped his fingers, and more bone spikes erupted from the ground, spearing Gudolf’s body from every direction. The spikes multiplied, tearing him apart in a gruesome display, as the once formidable enemy was reduced to a bloody, lifeless mess.

Eeh’liel turned back to Aiden and bowed, “Master, he is eliminated.”

Aiden nodded, his expression unreadable. He then glanced at another figure in the distance—a young man nearing the completion of registering the Blood Orchid.

“Stop him,” Aiden commanded, but then, a sudden thought crossed his mind, and he shouted, “No, wait!”

Eeh’liel paused, his bony hand hovering mid-action, awaiting his master’s next instruction.

“Serina, if we kill him midway, there won’t be any other danger, right?” Aiden asked, glancing at Serina, who had returned to his side after Gudolf’s demise.

Serina, still intrigued by the display of Eeh’liel’s power, shook her head thoughtfully. “I don’t know. There has never been another case involving the Blood Orchid, so the consequences are uncertain,” she admitted.

Aiden frowned, considering the gravity of the situation. “So, we now have two choices: either let him continue refining it and then kill him when he turns into a Demonic Blood Dragon, or stop him now and face the unknown,” he said, laying out the options.

Ray, Sylas’s father, stepped forward, his face etched with desperation. He bowed deeply to Aiden, his voice pleading. “Please, save Sylas. He’s a good kid; he doesn’t deserve this.”

Aiden’s gaze softened slightly as he looked at Ray. “No one deserves such an ending,” he replied solemnly. “But the moment he began to refine the Blood Orchid, he crossed a line that can’t be undone.”

He sighed, the weight of the decision heavy on his shoulders. “Honestly, we can try to stop him, but the consequences could be dire,” Aiden said, voicing his concerns aloud.

“I don’t think so, Master,” Eeh’liel suddenly interjected, his voice calm and authoritative.

Aiden turned to him, curiosity piqued. “What do you mean?” he asked.

Ray, hopeful that his son could still be saved, looked at Eeh’liel with expectation. However, the next words from the Lifeless Emperor shattered that hope, plunging Ray into despair.

“There’s no need to worry about the young man,” Eeh’liel began, his tone detached. “He is already dead. It’s the flower in his hand that is reshaping his body to its desires.”

Aiden’s eyes widened in surprise. “The flower is alive?” he asked, shocked. Until now, he had thought the Demonic Blood Dragon situation was caused by overwhelming grudges and bestial instincts lingering in the blood the flower absorbed. But if the flower itself was alive, it changed everything.

“Alive isn’t the right word,” Eeh’liel clarified. “It’s more accurate to say that it’s accumulated a large number of twisted souls, all thirsting for revenge.”

Aiden frowned. “What kind of souls?” he inquired.

“Mostly human, with some residual beast souls,” Eeh’liel replied.

Aiden’s expression turned grim. “So, the dragon we’re going to face will definitely be stronger than we anticipated,” he said solemnly.

“I hardly believe it would take the form of a dragon,” Eeh’liel remarked, raising his hand. He suddenly fired a Death Ray at the flower. The dark energy struck the flower, obliterating it instantly and puncturing a hole in Sylas’s chest.

“As Miss Serina mentioned, the last time the flower absorbed only beast blood, it took the form of the pinnacle of beasts—a dragon,” Eeh’liel explained. “But this time, with human blood mixed in, we can’t predict what form it will take. What we can do is stop it from fully manifesting.”

Suddenly, Sylas’s lifeless body stood up, blood oozing out and forming a grotesque armor over him. The creature’s face resembled a skull, with hollow eye sockets and a mouth filled with sharp fangs. It opened its maw and emitted a bone-chilling roar.

“ROARRRRR!”

“It seems upset that we stopped it,” Eeh’liel commented coolly, while others frowned, sensing the overwhelming aura of a peak Spirit God cultivator emanating from the blood-armored being.

“Blood… Need more… BLOOOODDDDDDD!” the creature bellowed. It lunged at the nearest disciple, its eyes filled with hunger. The disciple froze in terror as the red entity hurtled toward him. But Eeh’liel reacted swiftly, raising a hand and forming a dark shield to intercept the attack.

“We can’t let it feed anymore, or we’ll all die,” Eeh’liel warned, his voice steady despite the cracks forming in the shield under the creature’s relentless punches. The blood-covered being’s attack morphed into long spikes, piercing through the dark barrier. Eeh’liel swiftly moved the disciple to safety and then clapped his hands together. A shadow engulfed the creature and the surrounding area, swallowing everything in darkness.

” Also we should eleminate it before it learn more about his abilities and not to mention it’s emotions”

” A mindless beast may be strong but its better than a beast with both brain and skills”

“I’ve removed all the hindrances,” Eeh’liel announced, his voice echoing in the sudden quiet. Now, only Aiden, Ancestor, and Eeh’liel were left to face the monstrous entity that had once been Sylas.

” Others would have only been a means to increase its power with their meager strength ” Eeh’liel said.

The red being fromed out of Sylas, now looked at Aiden as he is the weakest now, he lunged at Aiden with his hands now shaped into sharp blades.