Nightblade (Darkest night)-Chapter 163: Dark Inferno

With Lucian and the others out of the way, Sarenus could go all out.

Of course, he couldn’t exert most of the terrible power at his disposal because of the dexterity of Morgan’s body.

While Morgan had rigorously trained his body, the effect of millennia of accumulated power was sure to be devastating.

Despite the slight setback, Sarenus was sure that it was enough to deal with the veliscera.

" I can see that there are quite a number of you now..."

Sarenus smiled darkly, his eyes gleaming in amusement.

" Let’s work to correct that."

In the next moment, he exploded, charging forward.

The fog parted violently in his wake. Flames and darkness surged around him, shifting continuously.

He moved elusively, melding with the darkness within the fog. He was like a phantom, effectively turning the fog that was supposed to augment the veliscera’s insidious powers even further against them.

True to their name, the Blood Reaper blades blurred through the air, reaping the veliscera’s lives in a seemingly unending cycle.

Strangely enough, the dark blades still absorbed the silver ichor, pulsating with an ethereal crimson radiance.

Sarenus stared at he blades in mild surprise, feeling the cool flow of power coursing through the blades.

The tenebrous blades, covered in the lifeblood of the spectral fiends, absorbed it converting into nourishing energy for the Wielder.

Within moments, the accumulated strain exerted on Morgan’s body had diminished significantly.

"This is quite the significant surprise ...these weapons of yours, while they’re strange for my taste, I think I’m growing to like them quite a bit."

With the recuperating ability of the dark blades, Morgan’s already inhuman speed reached unprecedented heights.

The veliscera attacked and fell in droves under the onslaught of his blades, their screeches turning more and more frantic.

Sarenus moved relentlessly, weaving through the barrage of claws and lethal tails with unnatural grace.

He elusively dances from side to side always managing to stay one step ahead of the spectral creatures.

From time to time, the velisvera would turn ghostly, melding into the fog itself and lunging unexpectedly.

Despite the onslaught of unpredictable attacks,Sarenus moved fluidly.

"It’s almost like he’s eyes in the back of his head Morgan murmured.

At this moment, he felt like a passenger in a sports car barreling down a freeway.

"How are you doing this?’ Morgan asked in genuine curiosity.

Sarenus smirked, his eyes shining with glee.

"Well, it’s mostly battle experience kid. I’ve fight in more battles than I count over the millenia. So you can bet that I definitely won’t fall to measly attacks of a bunch of veliscera."

"A wealth of battle experience huh..."

The longer the battle dragged on, the more the insidious fog receded.

The fog was a direct result of the presence of the veliscera within the city.

The fog amplified their abilities a d they in turn amplified the fog.

Silver ichor flowed on the ground in murky streams mingling wjth the debris on the ground.

The air was getting clogged with ethereal debris from the corpses of the disintegrating veliscera.

"Hopefully, I’ve bought Lucian and the others enough time."

By his estimation even with Cassius and Amanda unconscious, the small group would Gabe long left the vicinity where the fog was thickest.

Thin beads of perspiration fell down Morgan’s face in streams.

His face had gone pale from exertion.

Despite the augmentation of the Blood Reaper blades, the toll on his body was still quite significant.

His breathing had turned ragged from keeping up with the veliscera’s attacks.

In the Void World, Morgan let out a sigh, cooking his head slightly.

"Sarenus, I think you should use that move."

Sarenus scoffed slightly, deflecting a claws of a veliscera and slitting it’s throat from side to side in a gruesome shower of blood before swiftly lunging to the next opponent.

With enemies flanking him on all sides, Sarenus continued moving without missing a beat.

One small moment if rest, of hesitation would spell death for the entire group.

By this time, rhe leather garb Morgan was wearing was covered almost entirely in blood, the silver ichor mixing with his sweat and marring his hair.

His appearance was straight out of a nightmare.

" I honestly don’t think your body would be able to handle the strain of such an amount of power. At the very least you’d be incapacitated for a while and in the worst case scenario you’d lose consciousness. "

Morgan grinned in amusement, shaking his head slightly.

" I thought you wrote going to say something like I’d die."

Sarenus inwardly smirked.

"I can’t have thhat happening. But while that may be true, that brief moment of incapcitation would be the perfect opening for an attack. You could still die. Even with me around."

Morgan smiled, the white flames in his eyes burning fiercely.

"I refuse to die. Not when I’ve discovered all these new things. There’s a little i dont understand yet."

Morgan was referring to an attack he’d glimpsed in the drayghar’s thoughts.

"Besides, don’t you think you’re underestimating my capabilities? After all, you’re here aren’t you? Something that should be impossible."

Sarenus grinned smugly

"Because you made it happen huh, I see where you’re going with this. Fine then. For both of our sakes I hope that we don’t regret this."

With the connection to the Void serving as the fuel for his power, Sarenus drew upon one of the abilities unique to him as the Lord of the Drayghar.

In that moment, a ripple of power washed over their surroundings momentarily stopping the veliscera in their surroundings .

In the next moment, the brilliant white flames raging around them ballooned increasing significantly in size.

Dark illusory wings sprouted on Morgan’s back. The wings turned a brilliant shade of white taking on the colour of the flames. Each illusory feather burned with luminous ethereal flames pushing away the fog.

As Sarenus drew on the power of Morgan’s Void World, a strange change occurred.

The darkness of the Void shifted, coming alive. In the next moment later it surged forward.

Morgan watched in awe.

Just, his jet black form dropped to one knee in surprise, his fiery eyes widening slightly.

"What is this?"

Within Morgan, a well of power opened, energy surging violently through his body.

In the Void World, a rift opened, becoming a conduit for the flw of power.

In Tebebris, a surge of darkness washed over the veliscera stopping them in their tracks.

The veliscera’s grotesque translucent forms froze in place held in place by the power of the Void.

All around the battle field, the mounds of flames continued to swell.

Then the surging darkness stretched into inky black tentacles.

These limbs cradled the flame then in unison, the tentacles shuddered.

An exquisite explosion of light and sound cracked the ground, killing a few of the veliscera instantly.

The leader of the veliscera watched hatefully,it’s mouth frozen in a murderous snarl.

In the next moment, the illusory wings on Morgan’s back pulsated with light, then turned jet black.

The flames in his eyes followed suit, his body shuddering in agony.

Right on cue, the darkness merged with the white inferno of immolating flames.

Morgan/Sarenus rose further into the air, chuckling slightly.

He closed his eyes breathing in deeply.

"How I missed this feeling," he whispered.

In the next moment, his eyes snapped open.

With a casual flick of wrist the flames detonated in a thunderous explosion of light and sound.

The ruins within the blast radius were incinerated on the spot.

The wave of obliterating force disintegrated all the smalker veliscera on the spot.

The largest veliscera, the leader, screeched, undulating waves of umbralis surging all around it.

The thick waves of pulsating umbralts pushed back the immolating flames forming an makeshift shield around the struggling veliscera.

Sarenus’s eyes narrowed in curiosity. , watching the creature struggle against the onslaught of the flames.

"That’s certainly strange...what an interesting creature..."

In the next moment, the veliscera spammed, its back arching awkwardly.

The Veliscera’s mouth opened in a soundless scream.

It’s dark irises contracted, reverting to their silvery colour.

In the next moment, it’s body continued morphing grotesquely with blood curdling snaps.

Despite the transformation, the smirked of flanes around it’s body held.

"What’s happening to it?" Morgan asked.

Sarenus let out a weary sigh.

"If I’m right about this, then what we’re witnessing..."

The veliscera turned back to the form of a stunningly beautiful woman.

In the next moment, dark, inky veins rapidly spread across her skin. Then her skin completely turned black, her body emitting powerful waves of umbralis.

"...is the birth of a wraith."

In the next instant, an immense flood of umbralis surged towards, dousing even the immolating black flames.

Almost like fate was playing a cruel trick, Morgan felt his entire body spasm uncontrollably.

"Oh shit..."

In the next moment, the tenebrous illusory wings on his back disappeared without a trace.

Morgan’s eyes widened in horror.

"Yeah, this should be the backlash I warned you about,"Sarenus chuckled.

Just then he felt his connection wjth Sarenus reverse.

In the Void world Morgan’s figure faded a s a majestic Drayghar appeared.

Like a puppet whose strings had been cut, Morgan found himself plummeting through the air.

Flailing wildly, he screamed frantically.

"Oh shit!"

In the next moment, the ground inevitably rushed up to meet him.