Precious Gift

It was too late for them to run now. Night Empress was wrathful, and she gestured with her hands to blanket the helpless spirits and creatures with a scornful darkness.

They mustered every ounce of strength they had left in a bid to repel the malevolent dark, but it was a futile resistance. Their powers were consumed by the looming black, as if it fed on their offerings.

And it wasn't long before the dark ravaged their bodies like a hungry beast before an open feast, in dire need of a feeding.

"Pah, I see through your tricks!" No God Emperor bellowed, thrusting forward towards Night Empress with his No God Sword.

His arrogance was blinding, and he did not believe demi-gods could return from the Fourth God's Sanctuary and enter the Third God's Sanctuary. He thought this was all a ruse, an illusion conjured by the trickster Lotus, or a doppelganger formed by some force through past memories and history.