All Chapters of The Outcast God System: Rise of the Cursed Heir: Chapter 11
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Shadow Identity
A fierce wind lashed against his tattered cloak as he shot down from the height of the cliff. His body felt light, yet heavy with the Void energy surging through every fiber of his muscles. Below, the Mist Valley looked like an open wound carved into the earth, shrouded in unnaturally pulsing violet mist. But he did not head there directly. He needed footing. He needed information more precise than the system’s scan.Black Ivory City. That was the name of the nearest settlement on the border of Arbian territory. The city was a dumping ground for wanderers, mercenaries, and those unwanted by the major sects. The perfect place for someone who had just crawled out of hell.He landed on the outskirts with a soft, nearly inaudible thud. His boots sank into the muddy ground, splashing dirty water onto his cloak. He straightened, letting the Shadow Veiling function operate at full capacity. His pale skin prickled slightly as the illusion of an ordinary human aura wrapped around him, conceali
Revenge from the Bottomless Abyss
“Speak, or he will let this black energy devour your soul inch by inch,” he said, releasing a sliver of Void energy into the man’s bloodstream.The man screamed in agony as a freezing sensation sliced through his nerves. “Mercy! Mercy! He... he’s at the Central Altar! Beneath the Heaven-Devouring Formation! They’ll begin the ritual when the moon reaches its peak!”“How many troops are there?”“Three regiments... and two Elders from the Azure Cloud Sect... please, let me go!”He stared at him with an empty gaze for a few seconds. Then he slammed him roughly to the ground. The man coughed violently, struggling to draw in air as he crawled away like a terrified dog.“Go,” he said without turning. “Tell Kael that Ian is waiting for him. Tell him to prepare enough coffins for his entire clan.”The man didn’t hesitate. He scrambled to his feet and fled in panic, abandoning his two fallen companions. He knew the man would report this, and that was exactly the point. He wanted Kael to feel th
The Black Market and Hidden Information
Dust and fragments of the altar stone scattered wildly as his body slammed into the center of the formation with meteor-like force. The ground beneath his feet collapsed instantly, forming a gaping crater that spread outward, cracking the crystal pillars around him. With fury burning like molten hellfire, he charged through the thick purple mist, ignoring the thousands of Arbian soldiers staring at him in horror and fear.“Elara!” he roared, his voice breaking under the weight of despair and uncontrollable rage. His black-scaled hand reached out desperately, trying to tear apart the chains of energy binding the girl on the altar.But when his fingers touched Elara’s skin, there was no warmth. No heartbeat that once calmed him. Her figure trembled faintly, then shattered into thousands of cold, merciless purple particles, scattering like ash in the wind.Before him, Kael’s figure faded as well, leaving behind only a mocking echo of laughter that reverberated across the valley, as if th
Ambush in the Mist Valley
The wind roared with a piercing, ear-splitting shriek as his body tore through the clouds. The pain erupting from Void Overload was no longer a mere stabbing sensation, but a wave of fire trying to melt the marrow from his bones. Every inch of his skin felt as if it were being wrenched apart by thousands of red-hot iron hooks, yet he did not slow down. Instead, he pressed that surge of energy even harder.Warning: Internal temperature exceeding safe limits. Massive cellular damage detected. Converting suffering into thrust... +8000 EXP, the system chimed, nearly drowned out by the thunder around him.“Shut up!” he roared into the darkening sky. “I don’t need stats. I just need speed!”In the distance, through the blanket of mist draped over the mountain ridges leading to Sky Summit, he saw it. A line of moving lights. It was the Arbian clan convoy. Six iron carriages pulled by black Gryphons, escorted by dozens of practitioners gliding on their flying swords. The clan’s silver aura gl