Chapter 33: Making A God Bleed! [Part 1]

The battle was chaotic and fierce and caused many humans to perish as the NPCs fled from the demonic entity known as Zell Delacroix.

'That was much easier than I thought; even Alice was much harder to fight, haha!'

He stood on a pile of corpses and wounded warriors, a champion of darkness with no god yet to sponsor him; Zell himself was the god, it would seem to many.

A god of destruction, depravity and lust.

'I am almost spent, this guy should be killed quickly, and then I'll log out for today...' Zell thought, his tattered body analysed by his mind.

His body was filled with wounds; the armour no longer filled his entire body as he looked down the pile, watching the main fighter who managed to injure him.

Samson, a champion of Telurias.

"You demon! How dare you profane their corpses, defile their purity! Do you not know justice as a fellow human!?" Samson's voice sounded just and heroic, suitable for that man's champion.