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Heaven Devouring Blood God

When he was born, an anomalous heavenly pheonomena occured all over the world. His destiny was exceptional and transcendent. He was fated to become the strongest of the world. Countless powerhouses were alarmed and came out of their secluded cultivation. Knowing that this child will be a threat to their status and glory, all the powerhouses of the world plotted to kill him when he was still child. Seeing through their schemes, his parents sacrificed themselves and sent him to another world. In that world, he dominates everything with his talent and courage. Anyone who adheres him shall live and ascend but all those who defy him will be killed and a river of blood will be formed in his rage. Accompany Ashmus Ruler as he defies the way of the heavens and annihilate everything in the oath of his revenge.

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Chapter-33: Dominant sword

Outside-:

After Ashmus touched the sword, he fell unconscious from that extreme pain with the sword still in his hand.

After 10 minutes have passed, the assassins finally got used to the fear in their heart. They could see that the cause of their fear was the sword in Ashmus's hand.

All of them could feel the world-breaking power of that sword. They felt the greed demon within their heart grow to an unbearable stage.

They all wanted the sword for themselves. The one who was the greediest was the lecherous man.

His eyes were sparkling when he imagined the scene when he would wield the red sword and become the strongest in the world.

But he felt jealousy get over his head when he saw that the one who was wielding the sword was that annoying village brat.

He felt his body heat up from anger. He said with anger in his eyes," How dare that brat wield a heavenly artifact like that sword."

"He does not deserve to even touch a sword like that. It should belong to someone like me." He said while praising himself to be better than Ashmus. Fucker didn't even know that he was a sh*t.

He moved forward to get the sword for himself. But after he was atleast 10 meters away from the sword, he felt his inner fear crept into his heart again and his body started shaking.

He couldn't move his body forward. He felt like, if he takes one more step then he would be torn to shreds.

Even though there was no barrier blocking him to take the sword, he was too scared to even go near it. He didn't want to die like the feminine person.

He finally got the better of himself and didn't move forward. He moved back to where he was before and said to one of his subordinates," You..... Come here."

"Me?" The one who was called said in confusion.

"That's right. You....." The man said to him in a slightly annoyed tone. The assassin was scared when he saw his boss got annoyed amd hurriedly went to him.

"Go and see if you can seize the sword. You can take the sword for yourself if you can snatch it from that brat." The man said to his subordinate.

All the assassins were shocked when they heard his words. They couldn't understand why their boss would tell one of his subordinates to take the sword for himself.

They all felt like something was wrong here. But the assassin, who the lecherous man had called, was too delighted to even think about anything else.

He didn't even realise that his boss was making him a scapegoat to test the waters. He eyes were even filled with gratitude when he heard he can take the sword for grateful.

He then moved with resolute steps towards the red sword. He was determined to take the sword today.

But he felt the same fear in his heart when he reached 10 meters of the sword and his body also started shaking.

But the greed overcame the fear in his heart and he continued onward.

When he was finally near the sword, he was delighted that he would be able to grab the sword.

This fool totally ignored his inner instinct.

But just as his hand was about to touch it, a red slash of blood came directly towards him and sliced his body right in the middle.

Two part of his body fell opposite to each other. But there wasn't any blood spilt when was sliced.

The slash of blood didn't stop after killing him and moved towards the assassins in the back and more than 10 assassins were cut by the sword's attack.

It slash moved so fast that no one was able to avoid it. But there was still no blood after they were cut into pieces like all the blood in their body disappeared into nothingness.

When the other assassins noticed this, they were scared witless. The lecherous man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead when he saw this scene.

He thanked his previous decision to not touch the sword. He realised that he would already be a cold corpse by now if he had ignored his instinct and fear to take the sword.

Then he saw that hand which was holding to the sword handle. He had already realised by now that the sword wouldn't let anyone else touch it other than Ashmus.

He felt extremely angered and jealous when he saw Ashmus, who was still in a coma.

'Damn it. Why is it him and not me? Is this village brat better than me in any way.' He thought to himself.

Then he realised something and looked at Ashmus's gorgeous face.

When he looked at his perfect face, his sharp eyes, his long and black hair then compared his own face to this art of work, his face turned red from shame.

Just Ashmus's face was enough to make his red from shame. If this guy knew that Ashmus also had a transcendent talent for cultivation, he would die just from anger.

He was extremely embarrassed of his earlier boasting. He felt like a gutter snake compared to a majestic golden dragon.

Then his embarrassment turned into anger. He knew that there was no hope for him taking the sword fro himself.

But then a idea came into his mind and a evil smile crept into his face.

He turned his head towards the place where Eira and others were and his smile widened.

"Hehe... This guy loves his family, right. Hahahaha." Then he laughed loudly and started moving towards the place.

The blue haired girl, who saw him coming towards her, realised what this man wants to do now.

She shouted at him," Don't come here. If you dare to even touch his family, he will kill you when he wakes up."

"Hehehe... How is he going to kill me when I threaten him with his family."

"He would have to give up his sword if he care for his family. He has to make a choice between the all powerful sword and those worthless mortals."

"And i know what kind of choice he will make." The man laughed creepily as he said this.

The girl knew that this idiot won't change his mind no matter what. She took out a sword and moved forward to confront him.

The sword she took was a beautiful and slender blue coloured sword. It was a spiritual artifact of even higher grade than the one she gave to Ashmus.

The man saw this beautiful sword and realised that it was another artifact. He also saw that it was of even higher grade.

"So you were the one who gave that sword to the brat. We didn't think that you would have so many treasures on you."

"That's fine. We will eventually take all your treasures when i kill you. Hahahaha." He said to the girl and started running towards her.

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