Thanatos System - Chapter 152

“I am truly saddened by the death of your sister, Rohan’s, and Keon’s. Not a day goes by that I do not think about them, Luken. Believe me when I say that.” Adam said to Luken Regalia. But the Commander was having none of it, his blue cerulean eyes locked in on Adam’s. There was nothing more than pure carnal rage in his pupils.

Adam Rosa flung the Basilisk Slayer far away by blocking his attack and shoving his massive blade to the side. “But when I say this, please do not take it personally, I did what I did for a good reason, I may not able to tell you now, but I do not regret it. If my comrades and the Six Blades were the catalyst that is stopping me from achieving my dreams, then I will cut you all down with no hesitation.” He said. “Shut the fuck up.” Artorias responded back by sneaking behind him and jolting forward, with green lightning up his heels and with the speed of light at his side, Artorias Khalil successfully cut down Adam Rosa’s left hand with one gigantic swing as he was monologuing his thoughts to Luken.

Blood gushed out of the Reaper’s hands as his severed arm fell down on the ground. Yet no emotion on his face formed at all, he showed nothing, neither sadness, disgust, anger, really, just nothing at the sight of his hand being cut.

Luken was not letting him have a single moment or second to catch his breath, he charged in and stabbed Adam’s face. The latter dodged it by just a few strands of hair it looked like.

The Basilisk Slayer calmed down and collected himself. “I am showing you no mercy, Adam. You showed no semblance of it to those kids you executed that night, there is no reason why I should hold back. I should have just killed you back then…” Artorias said as he reminisced about the time that he was sent by the High Council to kill his dear friend for not coming back a day later during his week-long visit to his mother.

A disgusting sound much like bones crackling multiple times was heard as Adam Rosa’s newly severed hand had now grown back in. It was like nothing happened at all. Adam’s eyes were now showing annoyance. “Then why did you not just kill me back then? I swung my blade at you, my rapier was drawn at you with the intent to kill. Were you that scared of me? Hah. Pathetic. The golden boy of the Khalil family scared of a mere commoner!” Adam exclaimed while laughing in a mocking way.

Artorias Khalil snapped his fingers, a second later, balls of hellfire were already starting to rain down from the sky, directed at him from above. It was Amara, the Emerald Dragon. It provided enough of a distraction for the Commander and the Basilisk Slayer to start running towards Adam while his eyes were still facing up. Luken used his rapier imbued with his water affinity and had it coat his blade whilst moving, its sharp edges very reminiscent to that of a chainsaw’s.

Adam managed to dodged it once again, but his footing was off and he almost fell, this gave the Basilisk Slayer the appropriate amount of time to swing his gigantic green sword downwards. “I was not scared of you, you fucking idiot. I did it because you were my only and first ever friend. I was not going to lose you as well.” Artorias was teary-eyed as he said that. The blade of his sword now crashing down against Adam’s face.

“Did he get him?!” Luken asked himself. But it was blocked by Adam Rosa’s black wing. His half wing had managed to sustain the damage dealt by the green lightning imbued great sword. Yet it was rendered far too damaged to be capable of flying away. Adam Rosa now had no other choice but to fight. And since they still did not know what his plans were, they were cautious in every step of the fight.

“You should have killed me, Art. Maybe if you did, I would not have met the Vessel.” Said Adam Rosa who now had tears flowing down his eyes. The three went on clashing swords and moving at the speed of light, it was not a battle meant to be joined in by the others, it was a fight amongst monsters and generational Slayers meant to lead mankind towards a better tomorrow. Yet here they were, outside the Gates, drawing their swords at each other. Drawing their blades at the traitor they once called their beloved friend and mentor.

From a distance, it appeared as though Adam Rosa’s back up has arrived. Two other silhouettes made themselves clear as they flew right into the battlefield. Gavin could see that the other had a lean and thin figure, his skin was pitch black and so was every other part of his body. The other was riding a thundercloud, a humanoid looking Angel with sparks of lightning coming out of its eyes.

“Shit. More Seraphims, hm?” Ignis Silva said as he covered the top portion of his forehead to see them much more clearly. Yin and the others who were fighting Hai were already getting the upper hand. The constant barrage and nukes of spells that were coming out from the Allcaster’s canvas made Hai confused. “H-How can it be? This one human is able to use not one, not two, but all of the affinities!” Hai was panicking as he said that to himself. “And this sword that he is wielding, it was not present back when we first fought, has he learned how to wield a new weapon in such a short span of time? Or has the System finally began to acclimate itself in his very soul?”

But as soon as his empty face looked above and saw that two other Seraphims had come, he was confident that it would be the end of this skirmish. That they were going to back home with a couple of sticks with Slayer heads and faces on top of it. That was where he was mistaken.

Ares was struggling against three bona fide Slayers against her, Suna, Faust, and Hector were doing their best to thwart her off. Although she had no affinity to her belt, her physical attacks were the real deal. It was almost like a perfect mirror of what the Angel version of Suna Izanami would be. She spent a few seconds mesmerized by how she was moving without relying on affinities, it was like looking at a mirror. She would ask her various combat tips in another life, not this one, as they were pitted in an eternal struggle. Angels and humans, Slayers and Seraphims. Both unrelenting and nonstop in their tenacity.

Everyone who was not committed to fighting the Seraphims were at the backlines, throwing out spells that were fit in aiding the others who were going toe to toe against these Archangels. The two Seraphims who had come from the skies made themselves known. “Flesh. Consume. Annihilate.” The shadowy Seraphim said, it was like he could only communicate via words and incoherent phrases. Like an animal that was taught how to use words in a human setting just a few months ago. Meanwhile the lightning-sparked Seraphim was the one who would actually introduce themselves. “I am Fulgur, the Lightning Seraphim. This one right here is Umbra, the Shadow Seraphim. We would be willing to bargain with you if you listen to our demands.” He said while fiddling with his beard. The Lightning Seraphim’s voice was deep and rich in timbre. “It is quite simple, really, if you lay down your arms, I will assure that you will have a quick and easy death. We are here to retrieve the Sword of Alacrity and nothing more, if you turn tail now and run, we might not even chase you down.” He said.

Ignis Silva slowly clapped as he walked towards the towering Lightning Seraphim. “Look around you, big boy. Do we look like we are struggling against you and your cronies?” He asked Fulgur in a mocking tone.

The latter looked around and saw that Adam was being pushed to his limits, Hai was being bombarded and constantly rushed by Yin and Fen Kaori, as well as Ares, the Seraphim of War herself, was giving it everything she had just to dodge the barrage of spells and the weapons swinging in front of her.

“Heh. Perhaps I might have underestimated you Slayers. Well, it does not matter, we will all hang your head on sticks and pikes. I will personally see to it, after that, I will usurp Adam Rosa’s position as the leader of the Seraphims!” He exclaimed as lightning came down and enchanted his muscular body. The Shadow Seraphim was already gone, it had been sneakily attacking the other Slayers and has already killed two. “Kill. Eat. La mort.”