Chapter 24: The Great Shift Part 10

Suddenly, flames and blood poured from the sky upon the Twilight Cathedral as it spread through the entire sanctuary, turning it from the House of the Barren to the rough grounds of the Crimson Hell.

The Lord of the Fiery Abyss descended with soft sounds of feet landing on the ground, he muttered in a soft voice: "After 3,000 years, I finally have a worthy hunt!"

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BEYOND THE VEIL:

THE GREAT SHIFT

CHAPTER 24:

THE GREAT SHIFT PART 10

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As the crimson hell burned endlessly, the Lord of Fiery Abyss couldn't help to assume himself with the worthless state of these people.

"Barely being able to hold off a Sentinel Warden, how fucking pathetic!" Chortling, the Lord of the Fiery Abyss watched with great amusement as Daemon struggled to even stand up.

"Just a bit rusty, Great Lord of Darkness—or whatever the shitty domain you control! There's nothing better to get the rust off by killing some Great Lord~," The Lord of the Fiery Abyss could only smirk at Daemon's feisty response.

Suddenly, half of the entire top half of the Twilight Cathedral was incinerated instantly revealing the sky as the chortling of the Lord of the Fiery Abyss became even louder and louder.

"I love it! Trying to provoke ME with abilities, how bold!" Amusement of unparalleled joy rang in Daemon's ears as the chuckles grew more and more within "Auden's" body.

Suddenly, the Lord of the Fiery Abyss raised his hand to his face as a fiery ethereal outline formed itself on his ring finger. He grabbed the ethereal finger and held it into his palms, suddenly, Daemon felt tentacle-like strings wrap itself around his finger.

Looking down, Daemon saw the same ring, after his amusement subsided, the Lord of the Fiery Abyss could only mutter as a red ethereal blade formed in his left hand.

"That right there, my child, is Heidi's Ring. Bonded to the user and impossible to forge or destroy through all means, even high forms of Fate and Absolute Chaos cannot destroy that ring," rubbing his jaw, the smirk only grew in size as "Auden" extended his right arm.

"Do you want to know about the ring? Or start the 'dance', my dear child?" Daemon could only gulp as he looked at the ring. If I agree, I can alert Cassian and the other man—hell, maybe I can alert any High Order Envoy that survived the sudden invasion by my kinsman from Earth.

Sighing, Daemon had thought of his answer—"Tell me more!" The smirk on the Lord of the Fiery Abyss' face nearly went off his face as he muttered very softly.

"Very well then, my dear child!" Suddenly, the extended right arm of "Auden" was sliced off by his own hand with the red ethereal blade as "Auden" blinked from sight and reappeared in front of Daemon.

This surprised Daemon as he was hit point blank and flew beyond the Twilight Cathedral. Damn it! I'm foolish to believe the words of a deity! He's probably going to honor his word while battling.

Daemon leaned on a brick wall as blood spattered from his mouth and forehand, he felt a few broken ribs and bones. Looking up, he saw only a pair of red glowing eyes looking at him.

"This isn't a show child! You cannot believe that I'll explain what doing nothing. In the words of 'his' subordinate, 'I'm an Agent of Chaos!'" Such words sent chills through the spine of Daemon. Before any could see it, Daemon once again flew beyond the clouds and above the sparkling sky with stars illuminating the burning city of Eldritch Morr.

Daemon kept his cool and weight in his options, most of his genetic techniques are limited to small scales. Mimicry Tokens could in theory copy the Lord of the Fiery Abyss' abilities, but prying into the darkness of a Lord could surely lead to death. House Elysium's abilities could save me, but it's better to fall and die than to face a Lord with a tangible domain.

Sighing softly, he decided to save himself from the fall and run deeper into Eldritch Morr. By now, the government agencies, the force of the 8 churches, and some private practitioners could've reclaimed some of Eldritch Morr. With confusion running high and the lack of official Envoys, while the chances of a few districts being reclaimed are high—the chances of having all of the city being reclaimed by the churches and agencies are low, if not impossible.

"Listen well, my dear child. Heidi's Ring has the essence of Angles I'd slaughtered a millennia ago mixed in with the corruption of the Abyss Devils. What's fun about the ring is its living souls and characteristics! The Angel I'd slaughtered is in a permanent state of Limbo with her power constantly sipping through the ring and trying to kill its owner!"

Such a joyous attitude about a dangerous ring rubbed Daemon in the wrong way as he grimaced. Fuck! Not only do I need to fight off the Lord of the Abyss in an extremely limited form, but an Angel corrupted by the Abyss! The best hope is for Cassian and the other man to arrive—unless they run for the hills. No! A killer like him—like us, cannot run against him of all people!

Suddenly, all colors in the world disappeared as if the Abyss had swallowed them all. Daemon Eggers felt soft and smooth skin clash against his own as someone muttered in his ear.

"Please… save me… please… save me…"

Immediately, the colors rushed back into the world as Daemon's right eye exploded. The Lord of the Fiery Abyss smirked, "Oh yes, I forgot about it—my dear child. The Angel I'd slaughtered unknowingly mutters to the body of the user, and if you're at a low Order—it's over for you!"

"Now it's up to you, my dear child! Let's dance!" Eight Angel wings grew from "Auden's" back as the Lord of the Fiery Abyss flew. The Angel wings were pure black with the skies gaining high wings with lightning swirling within the clouds.

You better not fail me, Miss Ring!

Moving the ring while imbuing spirituality, four Angel wings grew from Daemon's back. They were partly black with some parts being completely bones. Were you an Angel of Death, Miss Ring? This looks amazing!

Daemon didn't expect a response from Heldi's Ring with his inward lampooning, however, he did hear the Ring refuse Daemon's statement of the Angel of Death.

Both gentlemen flew in the air, the Lord of the Abyss was severely limited because of Auden's body and his abilities of transference.

The red ethereal blade in "Auden's" left hand extended out with the swirling lightning clouds shooting out. The blade absorbed the lightning strike, it was here when Daemon saw two details. He still hasn't regenerated his left hand! Is he limiting himself or he can't help himself due to that man's old body!? Either way, I can consider this an advantage for the upcoming battle!

As the smoke cleared, another muttering from Heldi's Ring resounded in his mind. "That… twisted sword… the Sword of Emanation!" Such loud muttering made Daemon's head swirl in pain as he used spirituality in fear of exploding completely.

"Auden" with the Sword of Emanation held out his blade with Daemon nervously smiling. Suddenly, a figure came cruising from the sky and connected with "Auden".

This surprised Daemon as this stressful moment made him forget to examine the surroundings with his spirituality. Daemon watched in anticipation as the figure backed away from the Lord of the Fiery Abyss who easily blocked the strike to the head. The figure floated in the air without much difficulty as he smirked widely.

It was here where Daemon fully saw the man. He was tall and thin, wearing a gentleman's suit with a half-top hat on his head and clown makeup over his face. In his hand was a golden cane with a revolver in the opposite hand.

Daemon wasn't the only person examining the newcomer the Lord of the Fiery Abyss did the same. He muttered softly as if remembering old memories. "A card!? So one of his descendants is here, huh!?" An excited smirk quickly grew on his face as he looked downwards towards the entrance of the forest.

Daemon did the same, it was here when he saw 7 Night Riders. They were draped and black cloaks with their horses blindfolded and their heads also being covered in black cloaks. The main figure of Night Riders held a small golden inlay card with the words of 'The Fool!'

Daemon looked at the clown-like figure more closely and saw a deep resemblance to the tarot card.

To his right was a woman based on her silhouette and hands, on her back was a man with white hair and green eyes who was lightly bleeding profusely. It was Yves Cassian! To the right of the tarot holder was another man, his arms were scarred and bandaged with embers of fire forming around the man. He was like a well-trained pup ready to attack on his owner's command.

Smirking, the Lord of the Fiery Abyss could feel like his presence here was truly welcomed by the masses. And now, after his little move with his dear child—the true dance was ready to happen!

"Let the dance begin!"