Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix - Chapter 447

Chapter 447: Hell hath no Fury Like an Angry wife
Asura’s body leaned against the damaged rampart wall, his face covered in sweat. Because of the sheer difference in number, he could not leave the walls to fight with his body and was forced to use magic to support his army.

“Haa….haa….”

‘So much for Animus and my devouring monolith making me able to cast unlimited spells…’

A tingling sensation crept into Asura’s right arm, a small prick at first. But after countless spells, it had grown into a numbing, discoloured mass below his elbow, a sign of the toll his magic was taking on his body.

“Ignis… Lucia, can you take over…?” His breath was ragged, but the entire army was in a dire state. Gaius, with deep gashes across his chest, was now fighting with a smaller weapon, while exhaustion and fatigue were etched on the faces of the rest, including Lucia, who was only fighting with a single shadow clone.

“Asura… I will take care of it… Ugh…” Ignis almost staggered, her eyes full of light, but her feathers pale and magic running low, causing Asura to grab her hand and pull her into his chest.

He couldn’t send her out, and Lucia was just as exhausted.

‘Should we ask for that fire girl to help? Ignis… you look so pale…’

Hundreds of soldiers had perished so far.

The sheer might of thousands of troops constantly attacking them caused most of the barrier wall to collapse and start to crumble. Yet Asura’s magic continued to stop them from an all-out attack, his pale blue lips growing deeper each moment that passed as the black lightning and wall of magma slowly collapsed.

‘If I transform…’ Asura thought to himself, but he felt a sense of worry.

The enemy might be waiting with some kind of device as if prepared for that scenario; after last time, it seemed he developed a slight trauma.

Asura, Lucia and Ignis had been fighting for close to six hours straight, none of them taking a break while constantly using potions and other items to keep themselves from collapsing. The alliance forces were slowly falling apart, just like the wall they clung to.

“Prince Asura, should we not retreat to the city? The walls could help us regroup, and there is a garrison force of five hundred fresh warriors!” Shizuka’s beautiful silk and soft, fluffy body looked haggard, with none of the glossy sheen from before, using her webbing to protect the troops from arrows and magic from the enemy.

“….”

‘Is that the only option…’ His gaze looked at the devastated lands, once filled with beautiful grassland, now a messy field of mud, blood and corpses… Although there were thousands of Empire troops, the hundreds of Allied bodies weighed on his heart.

[Are you alright? I can feel your despair, my love… Can I not soothe the pain you are feeling?]

Celine’s voice sounded so mature and worried, causing Asura to realise that when he was in this state, no matter how much he tried to hide his current feelings, it was impossible… His thoughts, how many of them were transmitted to Celine?

‘I will be alright since your lovely voice gave me strength.’

[Don’t force it… I know you are struggling; I can feel the grief and sorrow you are enduring… right now, I am lying in bed~ because my mother learned about our child and refused to let me train anymore!]

Child…

‘Ah… that’s right, you need to take care of your body, Celine.’

It was at that moment he realised the reason he fought so hard. The meaning behind resisting the empire with all his power… There was no need to fight this way. He should have just fought like he usually did and ignored the consequences.

‘Thank you, my lovely elf princess.’

[Ehehe~ do you feel better? You promised to let me meet your other wives… so you better not make me wait too long!]

‘If I do, then I’ll grant you a wish.’

Asura felt his body, the world tree from the moment he spoke to Celine, begin to react.

A warm energy flowed from the tree, with the scent of fresh apples surging through his body, and a feeling of rejuvenation and pure vitality began to fill his body. Too much for one person… the world tree in his body began to bloom with the most wondrous apples.

[Then~ I want you to be happy and win. Don’t lose!]

‘Ah… I will do my best to become the strongest.’

[Fufu~ Mother is coming. I love you. Don’t worry about me, okay?]

‘Okay…’

BANG!

A huge explosion woke Asura from his pleasant trance of speaking with Celine, the feeling of his arm stooped hurting, the icy, biting pain that ate away at his organs vanished as a beautiful green light began to flow from his body, a scent of fruit filling the wall as it wrapped around the remaining alliance troops.

“Ah… my arm is healed?!”

“Oh god… the patient is alive… he’s stopped bleeding!”

Chaos and bliss began filling the Alliance. All the medical tents were filled with the blissful and desperate shouts and screams of those who thought they were going to die.

A second wind… like a fighter on his last legs.

The Alliance was given another chance to fight!

“I see… the gift that girl gave me, this tree, it wasn’t to manage the other monoliths… but to give them life… a source of vitality…” Asura’s muttering was covered by the barrage of the enemies’ flaming mortar rocks that exploded on impact.

“Haa…. let the dirt and filth leave my body—give this vitality to everyone, no matter who.” He grunted, feeling a strange sensation, like he was trying to juice an orange, forcing the world tree’s vitality and apples into the entire army.

He noticed when focusing on the inside of his chest that the tree’s apples decreased one by one the longer he used the aura. However, he didn’t stop, because he could feel her powerful anima… it was one of the first women he fell in love with and one who waited for him so long.

‘Ah look… even Sigurd can sense her….’

The state of Sigurd was picturesque, her armour damaged, her robe now covering her left side, with linen wrapping protecting her chest, and blood covering her body while she held her silver sword protecting a group of knights and orcs who were healing.

Yet the direction she looked towards was where Asura could feel a raging fire… it was his lovely firebird Lorem.

Unlike Féng, He Ran…. the gigantic bird, appeared in the sky, her beautiful wings spanning several metres with a body the size of a small building.

“Kaaaw!”

The phoenix let out a furious cry and swept a wing at the approaching Empire troops, causing flames to erupt and sweep across the sky, while her wings unleashed a shower of crimson feathers that descended, burning with a holy flame.

BOOM

The soldiers below were engulfed by the holy flames, turning their bodies into charred pieces of flesh, while the unlucky ones were burnt to a crisp, only their bones left after being exposed for so long.

“Oh! A phoenix!”

“What the heck is going on!?”

“It’s the Scarlet Queen! Our Royal Knight!”

Asura looked at the remaining alliance soldiers. He grasped his black spear with the red tip with a dragon wrapped around it and spoke with a resolute voice.

“Everyone, our Royal knights are here! My Lovely Phoenix has come to aid you all! Bathe in her flames, for it will burn the enemy to dust and revive our fallen brothers just once in their lives!”

“Call out to my princess. Her name is Lorem!”

—Liberación

His body began to churn with massive amounts of magic, the barrier destroyed by Lorem’s flames, allowing him to use his full power; as his horns grew larger, his wings expanded while his eyes turned golden with black sclera. The bloodlines inside each monolith began to seep through each organ connecting to the world tree.

First, his dragon bloodline formed the wings, his demon bloodline to his eyes, the devouring bloodline to his arms turning them black with red with runic patterns, his phoenix bloodlike flowed through his hair, generating a beautiful flicker of black, red and white flames from the tips then the Asura monolith began to flow blood towards his legs.

His muscles tightened and became more compact, with the flesh becoming a pale grey with black golden runes and finally, the world tree; his elven bloodline spread through his entire body, forming a gentle barrier around his organs, veins and bones filled with pure vitality.

“Ah…” A sexy voice came from Asura’s lips. It was deep and slightly filled with an almost divine vibration, causing the women close to him to snap their heads towards him instantly. “It seems I was being protected once again by one of my lovely wives… This time, it’s Celine and this little tree…”

Asura had long stopped paying attention to the monoliths because he didn’t understand what to do; there was no guide like before. It might have been due to him being lazy. However, he realised that his elven monolith wasn’t fully awakened, just like the others, which he painfully fought and suffered to awaken… He had assumed the world tree would be fine from the get-go. “I am a bit of an idiot, haha.”

With each movement, there was a ripple of gentle magic, nothing like his usual unstable state in his Liberación form.

He watched as the Silver knights of Silvara were attacking the empire from behind while the flames of Lorem were killing their rear forces and reviving several of the fallen alliance troops… a once-in-a-lifetime effect, although those with destroyed bodies were lost forever.

“Heh… Let’s finish this.”

BOOM

Asura vanished like a ghost, his aura flickering like a mirage, vanishing from his original position, appearing in the centre of the enemy ranks, stabbing the enemy General’s chest with a single strike.

“Forgive me, humans… but please vanish.”

—Dragon Nova

Like a lightning bolt, his black wings grew and extended, his aura flaring as the black and purple lightning surrounded his body, igniting the surrounding area while the blood-soaked ground began to shift. The force caused hundreds of Empire soldiers to explode in a bloody mess, their bodies charred and lifeless.

“Who was that?”

“Haa! What’s going on?”

“The General has been killed! Fall back!”

“All units, fall back!”

“Hmph. Ignis, Shizuka, crush the remnants! Don’t chase too far!”

‘I have to pretend that I can still kill them…’ Despite Asura’s appearance of being healthy, the amount of blood and pain he felt before was no joke.

He had not noticed, but the only reason he could keep himself from collapsing was because of the tree supporting his life force. Asura covered his mouth to hide the blood he vomited, swallowing half of it down while using his spear to keep himself standing.

“Yes!”

Ignis’s and Shizuka’s voices sounded as the two dashed into the enemy army.

Lorem and Amalia’s wrath was more than enough to route the empire… with thousands being crushed under their devastating charge of fire, thunder and death. The rest fled, a few hundred at a time.

‘Hmm, why is it so warm… and what is that amazing smell…’

His eyes were dark because of his current state, only able to hear the distant cries of foreign words until someone wrapped their arms around his body, a familiar warmth and body, large and soft… it was the abundant bosom of Lorem.

“You… why are you trying to look cool when you are about to die, Asura…”

‘Ah… she caught me…’

“Idiot… don’t make me worry so much. The baby will get upset. I’ll beat you to death if you do this again.”

‘My wife… why is she so violent…’