Reincarnated as the Demon King's Son - Chapter 781: End Siege

781 Chapter 781 End Siegelthrax, the mastermind behind the demonic weapon, hovered in the air, her body in a state of deep meditation. An intricate network of tubes connected her to the walls of the forge, pulsing with a dark, ominous energy that seemed to feed into the very structure of the celestial body.

Aldred activated his godly eyes, peering into the essence of the forge and its creator. The entire celestial body, he realized, functioned as the forge itself, with Zelthrax acting as its living furnace. Together, they were not just creating weapons; they were birthing a new form of terror, the likes of which the universe had never seen.

As Aldred assessed the situation, Zelthrax’s eyes snapped open, revealing voids that seemed to suck in the light around her. A wave of dark energy, invisible to the naked eye but palpable to the soul, rippled outwards from her being, washing over everything in its path.

The effect was immediate and horrifying. Seventy percent of Aldred’s team screamed in agony, their hands clawing at their faces in a desperate attempt to escape an unseen horror.

Many of the stealth ships crashed against the wall or exploded when the fall to the ground.

Officers barking orders in the communication network trying to control the situation.

“Everyone is in pain and turning insane!”

“Control the situation! Put those that got affected in cuffs!”

“There isn’t time to do that! The demons are attacking us at all fronts!”

“Requesting for air support!”

“The Stealth Units are out ot control!”

Aldred, protected by his divine nature, was unaffected by the wave, but the sight of his allies in torment ignited a fury within him. “Zelthrax!” he bellowed, his voice echoing through the forge. “Fight me to the death! Don’t you dare try to escape!”

Zelthrax, her eyes now focusing on Aldred, smiled—a chilling gesture that belied the malevolence behind it. “Aldred, so you’ve come. But you’re too late. The weapon… is already complete.”

“Your weapon will never leave this forge,” Aldred declared, his Phantom Doomblade igniting with a flame more intense than before.

Zelthrax chuckled in amusement. “It doesn’t have to.”

Suddenly, another more powerful wave spread out, and this time the energy matched the speed of light, in fact it became even faster than the speed of light and it continously pulsed out of the Shadow Forge, spreading it all over the cosmos.

“In a week, half the galaxy will be turned to demons.”

“I won’t let that happen,” Aldred proclaimed, his voice resonating with the authority of his divine lineage.

His Phantom Doomblade, a weapon of light and fire, seemed almost alive, eager to clash with the darkness.

Zelthrax merely smiled, her eyes gleaming with a malevolent light. “You think you can stop me, Aldred? In my domain, I am invincible.” As she spoke, the space around her distorted, bending to her will.

She wielded the powers of gravity and dark energy with ease, manipulating the very fabric of the forge to her advantage.

Aldred lunged forward, his blade slicing through the air, but Zelthrax evaded with a flicker of spatial displacement, reappearing behind him. She unleashed a pulse of dark energy, sending Aldred tumbling through the air, his defenses barely holding against the onslaught.

“Your powers are impressive, but they will not save you,” Zelthrax taunted, her form blurring as she manipulated gravity, increasing its pull around Aldred. He struggled against the invisible force, each movement a battle against the weight of a thousand worlds.

“You used to talk a lot less. Is being stuck in this place makes you lonely?”

With a roar of effort, Aldred broke free, his divine energy flaring to counteract the gravitational pull. He charged again, the Doomblade cutting swathes of light through the darkness. But Zelthrax was always one step ahead, her mastery of dark energy creating barriers and traps that hindered his advance.

Zelthrax’s laughter echoed through the forge as she conjured black holes, miniature wells of gravity that sought to devour Aldred whole. He dodged and weaved, his godly speed just enough to keep him from being consumed by the voids.

Aldred realized that brute force alone would not win this fight. He needed to outthink Zelthrax, to turn her own powers against her.

Summoning all his knowledge and power, Aldred focused on the spatial energy that Zelthrax wielded so effortlessly. He began to see the patterns in her magic, the weaknesses hidden within the strength.

With a cry that seemed to shake the very stars, Aldred unleashed a counter-spell, a complex weaving of light and spatial magic that targeted the core of Zelthrax’s power. The air shimmered as the two forces collided, an explosion of energy that lit up the forge like a new-born sun.

For a moment, Zelthrax’s control wavered, her concentration broken by the unexpected assault. Seizing the opportunity, Aldred thrust forward, the Phantom Doomblade aimed at the heart of her power.

The blade met its mark, piercing through the dark energy that surrounded Zelthrax, cutting off her connection to the Shadow Forge. A scream of rage and pain tore from her lips as her power unraveled, the dark energy dissipating into the air.

As Zelthrax fell, her control over the forge and its weapon of darkness broke, the malignant energy that threatened the galaxy dissipating without its master to guide it.

“You… when did you learn this power?”

Aldred stood over Zelthrax, his breathing heavy. “Time for you to die.”

Zelthrax froze time for a single second in the area. During that time window, she cut open the fabric reality and was about to make her escape.

She gave Aldred a mischievous grin for she had always able to escape from his hand.

However, Aldred suddenly moved and grabbed her by the neck and slammed her down to the ground.

Time then continued.

“H—how?”

“For every fight, every battle, I improved and become better than before. The moment you decide to keep fighting me is the moment you lose because I always catch up to my enemy.”

“You can’t kill me. I am not a mere admiral of this arm—”

STAB!

The Phantom Doom Blade went through her throat.

However, a faint smile still appear on her lips. “The weapon cannot be stopped even if you kill me.”

Aldred stared at her as her life sapped away by his blade.

[You have killed Demon Admiral Zelthrax]

[Your mastery over spatial control has deepen]

Aldred swiped the notification away and took another look at the body. That was when Aldred noticed something unexpected.

“She has a soul.”

A demon usually don’t have a soul of their own, however, some special demons might have a soul and sometimes more than one. Zelthrax only had one soul, however, it was extremely powerful.

But that worked in his favor.

Aldred wore a satisfied smiled on his face. “Arise.”