All Chapters of Unrivaled Dragon King: God of War’s Revenge: Chapter 131
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The Last Seraph
The White FeatherThe greatest glass of the universe is peace. It only takes a white feather to break it.The thunderous shouts of the Silver Phalanx echoed through the Pacific Ocean, and gradually subsided on the muddy, open ocean floor. The weary soldiers saw their King and his family in a tight circle. The elation of living through the Heavens and the Deep Realm was replaced with a chilling fear.Orion held out his pale hand. In the palm of his hand was a single, white feather. It didn't flutter in the sea breeze. It was as white as a nightmare.Old Ghost staggered through the mud, holding his military issue Aether scanner. It was badly damaged by the water pressure, but still worked. The mechanic raised the scanner above the feather.Not only did it beep, it sparked, the glass screen going black."I… I don't understand," Ghost said, dropping the smouldering scanner. "Alex, that feather, it's giving off an Aether signature even older and purer than that of Valerius or the Archangel
The Angel of Death
The BroadcastThere was silence after the Seraph had asked his question. Billions of humans around the world stopped breathing, the horror of the moment reflected in their eyes. The Seraph of the End in the luminous glass pit of Geneva wasn't looking angry. Rather, he looked bored, which was even more frightening.The Seraph of the End's unflawed face slowly turned back towards the broken news camera."The mud-king cowers," the Seraph said, his voice resonating with a godly tone that blew out the remaining windows for miles. "He believes he has triumphed by laying waste to my father's kingdom. But balance creation with destruction. For every minute that the Dragon King conceals himself, I will erase one of your human hives. I shall begin with Europe and I shall not cease until this world is but a speck of dust."The broadcast suddenly jolted as the Seraph held up one, luminous finger, pointing it to the north.The Prince's DepartureOn the other side of the world, in the courtyard of
The Forbidden Pact
The Blood PriceA king will not do anything to save his kingdom. There are none a father will not for his son.The screams of Orion, as they rang through Ghost's satellite recording unit, rang out across the muddy courtyard of the Dragon Capital. Alex didn't hear Sarah scream his name. He didn't feel his broken ribs rubbing against his chest. He just saw his son in the Cage of Creation.Alex dragged himself through the mud of the cage and grabbed the molten slag of the World Blade's hilt. The earthly diamond burned his skin and flesh to the bone, the air thick with the scent of charred flesh, but Alex did not let go. He punched the molten hilt into the obsidian rock below.His physical body was broken. He had no Twilight Singularity. So, Alex offered the only thing that he could: his existence.“Take it,” Alex said to the planet, his voice a bloody, crumbling rasp. “Take my life. Take my mind. Take my soul. Make me powerful enough to remove the light.”The Earth is not a forgiving God
The Dying God
The Heart of StarlightEven a god of the apocalypse can feel fear when he looks into the eyes of a monster.The Seraph of the End did not breathe, nor did he bleed, but he screamed, and the last of the tectonic stability of the Swiss Alps cracked in response. The arm of Alex, encased in the dense, impenetrable blackness of gravity, and blazing with deadly red magma, had pierced the god's pristine white-gold armor.Within the Seraph's chest, Alex's demonic fingers clutched the god's Aether core, a literal, beating mini-star of pure original creation energy."You…" the Seraph choked, his flawless, perfect face twisted in unheard-of pain.Alex did not speak. The Black Blood Magma coursing through the God of War's veins began to seep into the pure starlight. The Seraph's neck and face were quickly covered in sickly, dark red and black veins from Alex's hand. The pure creation energy was being voraciously and violently infected by the sheer, radioactive toxicity of the Earth's core.The Se
The Mortal King
The Dead KingDeath is not a bang or an oration. It is just the absence of a heartbeat, the silence that is terrifying.In the glass-strewn, smoking pit of Geneva, silence reigned. The 18-year-old Prince of the Void, who had just ingested a galaxy-destroying bomb, was on his knees, the blasted ground beneath him, his palms pressed against the chest of his father. But there was no rhythm. The God of War's skin was ashen and cold.The Black Blood Magma had called, and the King had been sacrificed.Moments later, the Alps were bathed in sunlight. A heavily armed Dragon Capital transport ship fell from the sky, its engines roaring as it slammed down on the crater's rim.The heavy ramp slammed down. General Talon and Old Ghost leaped out, sliding on the slick glass.Seeing the ashen corpse of his King, the grizzled commander halted. The warrior who battled the Heavens and the Deep Realm dropped to his knees. The indomitable Vanguard Knight knelt his head, tears streaming down his sooty fac
The Mortal Command
The Flight HomeThe universe is cruel, it will remind you that you are alive through pain. For Alex, it was a painful reminder that he was not a god.The inside of the heavily armored transport ship shook wildly as it plummeted towards the ground, back to the Dragon Continent. Alex sat on the metal bench, grunting and gritting his teeth. Old Ghost was binding Alex's chest with thick, white bandages.There was no golden glow. There was no magical healing of bone and flesh. As Ghost pulled the tape tight, Alex felt the searing pain of his broken ribs rubbing against his own skin."Easy, Alex," Ghost crooned, his voice tight as he tied the dressing. "You have a thick bone structure, but you have normal cellular regeneration now. You're healing like a normal guy."Alex looked down at his hands. He flexed his fingers. They felt incredibly light. He couldn't feel the heavy, warm weight of the Twilight Singularity, the universe he'd felt in his chest. He couldn't sense the Earth's magnetism.
The Ghost in the Machine
The MisfireNo man can outrun a hypersonic tank shell. When the 120mm main gun of the amphibious battle tank fired and spat a brilliant, explosive flash, Alex’s tactical brain calculated his death in a split second. He had no gravity well to absorb the energy. He had no mantle-hardy skin to absorb the shrapnel.He covered his face and jumped into the wet sand.KRA-BOOM!BOOM! But the blast did not reach Alex. It blew backward.The shell, made of depleted uranium, had not left the gun barrel. It had exploded inside the barrel. The enormous, heavily armoured tank turret opened like a metallic blossom, ripping the steel hull open from within. Flames fell from above, showering the beach and harmlessly splashing into the ocean yards from where Alex was lying in the mud.Alex lowered his arms, the sound of the explosion still ringing in his ears, and looked at the burning tank in disbelief.A series of static bursts sounded in his earpiece."You didn't think I just made swords, did you, Ale
The Sky Falls
The Bombardment ResumesThere is always a bottom to the deepest pit.Orion had landed on his knees on the black, wet sand. The 18-year-old Prince of the Dark collapsed onto his hands, his black eyes returning to their normal, tired brown. The ominous presence of the Void that frightened the gods was gone. His dimensional core was exhausted."I'm sorry," Orion choked out again, blood dripping from his chin onto the mud.Overhead, the short-lived hacked advantage came to an end. The Global Council's cyber-warfare units had finally tracked down and removed Old Ghost's overriding program. The hacked drones fell from the sky, engines cut. On the Pacific Ocean, the Aegis destroyers cleared their targeting algorithms.The Dragon Capital's momentary quiet was broken by the thunderous roar of a hundred missile silos.The human fleet's cruise missiles finally hit. No longer rotting in Orion's Void and no longer being deflected by Alex's gravity, the Dragon Capital was pummelled by an unspeakabl
The Terrestrial Heart
The Blood ResonanceThe true essence of a king is revealed through his capacity to suffer when his crown is taken from him.The medical bay which had red lights and cramped space remained completely silent except for the distant sounds of carpet bombing which occurred above their heads. Alex stared at the fist-sized black diamond that Old Ghost held in his soot-covered hands. The World Blade weapon system operated from its core element. The weapon's main structure had melted because the Earth's central core reached apocalyptic temperatures yet its conceptual core component remained intact.The power of the object was calling him.Alex spoke with a raspy voice to the medics who tried to stop him from taking the item.Ghost stepped forward to drop the heavy stone in his hands to Alex's palms while his hands shook. The black diamond emanated warmth through its surface which showed a deep hidden energy pattern that resembled tectonic movements.Alex lacked the necessary equipment to conne
The Basement Brawl
The Slaughter in the Dark.Fear is an instinct of primitiveness. When the elite human shock-troopers ended up in the pitch-black cavern with the horrifying, glowing Avatar of the Earth, their discipline was shattered completely."Open fire! Kill the anomaly!" the squad leader screamed, his voice cracking with sheer panic.Dozen after dozen of the assault rifles sprang to life and their muzzle flashes strobed and violently strobed in the darkness as a hail of armor-piercing bullets tore through the air at Alex.The God of War was not shy. He didn't need to dodge. He merely held up his left hand with its palm blazing with the raw, molten-gold light of the earthly diamond melted into his chest.CRACK!A thick, foot-thick, wall of jagged black obsidian immediately burst out of the cavern floor, and fell perfectly across the barrage. The earthly bullets flattened harmlessly against the unassailable rock, and sprinkled the dark room with useless sparks.Alex didn't wait for them to reload.