Chapter 526-Death of a Human Emperor

Chapter 526

Dave admired his handiwork, pleased with his improved control over the Heavenly Ice fragment.

He realized he didn't need to transform to wield its power more effectively; his efficiency was unmatched.

Though the transformation might have looked cool, with his hair turning blue like a Super Saiyan God, he preferred his current method.

Observing the two archdemons, he knew they were still alive.

Killing a celestial immortal was no easy task, but the ice would restrain them for the time being. He estimated they could escape after about an hour.

The power of the Heavenly Ice fragment was formidable, one of his trump cards against the demon lord his clone was facing.

Bam!

Suddenly, the emperor seized the opportunity, a sword materializing behind Dave. But Dave's shield prevented it from penetrating.

Boom!

The emperor was sent flying, witnessing his sword in Dave's hands as a hole appeared in his body, his organs spilling out.

"What? How can you be so strong?" the emperor exclaimed in disbelief, his arrogance replaced by fear. He, who ruled vast lands, now trembled before a younger, stronger human.

The sword, once revered as a holy artifact by his ancestors, was reduced to scrap metal by Dave's bare hands.

Having accepted the power of demons due to his exhausted human potential, the sight of a younger, stronger human filled him with envy and hatred.

"Why? Why are you strong? Heaven is unfair!"

"I am unwilling,"

The emperor roared in fury.

"Maybe because I am more handsome than you."

Dave replied calmly, meeting the emperor's gaze as the emperor's eye turned red with hatred.

Energy surged from his body, his control slipping as intense hatred consumed him.

As the tension peaked, the emperor underwent a terrifying transformation.

His once noble face twisted horribly, warped by the dark forces devouring him from within.

With a primal scream reverberating through the room, his skin cracked and peeled away, revealing a core seething with hatred.

Thick, black tendrils slithered from his body, pulsing with evil as they wrapped around him like snakes.

His eyes, once filled with light, now glowed with a malevolent crimson, hungering for destruction.

With each painful moment, the emperor's shape contorted, becoming a grotesque version of his former self.

His fine clothes decayed, replaced by jagged obsidian armor pulsing with dark energy.

As the transformation reached its horrifying peak, the emperor let out a roar that shook the palace to its foundations, unleashing a torrent of pure hatred that engulfed all in its path.

In that moment, he ceased to be a human ruler, becoming a wrathful demon, a symbol of terror and despair.

"Oh, so this is what they call the Mindless Wrath Demon,"

Dave remarked, observing the transformed emperor.

He realized that the emperor, undergoing the trial, had succumbed to intense hatred, losing his mind and becoming consumed by wrath.

Now a mindless demon bent on destruction, the emperor let out a deafening roar.

But Dave, unfazed, delivered a powerful punch, obliterating the demon in a blast.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Dave then erected a barrier to protect innocent bystanders from harm. As for the two archdemons outside the barrier, he wasn't concerned; they couldn't escape for the time being, and he would deal with them once he finished with the emperor.

Boom!

Boom!

Dave's physical body continued to pummel the mindless demon, each blow causing its body to disintegrate.

However, it kept regenerating, fueled by its intense hatred.

Instead of being corrupted, Dave's body willingly accepted the hatred, converting it into nourishment.

"Haha, more! Let me see how strong a Demi-God truly is,"

Dave taunted. The transformed emperor had broken through to the Demi-God level and he was eager to test his newfound strength.

Yet, now he realized that even a Low God would struggle against Dave's physical might alone.

The only obstacle was the demon's relentless regenerative ability.

Dave had slain it twenty times already, but it kept coming back, seemingly endless in its revival.

Despite this, Dave refrained from using any skills, opting to rely solely on his physical prowess for now.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

As the demon endured Dave's onslaught, enduring blow after blow, Dave experimented with various skills.

After an hour of relentless beating, he noticed a change in the demon's demeanor—it began to falter, its eyes clearing.

"Ah, it seems your state isn't permanent after all,"

Dave remarked, feeling a twinge of pity. Unbeknownst to him, as he absorbed the wrath energy, the emperor regained consciousness.

When wrath energy consumed one's mind, they were doomed to become mindless demons, driven solely by the desire to kill and feed on hatred.

But miraculously, Dave had managed to save the emperor while torturing him.

With a swoosh, the demon reverted to its human form, the emperor collapsing weakly to the ground.

Stripped of all power, he lay there, a mere mortal devoid of any supernatural abilities—the price for the power he had once possessed.

The emperor gazed up at the sky, tears mingling with bitterness on his face.

"I was wrong all along," he whispered, regret heavy in his voice.

He lamented betraying the human race, realizing he would die alone, his family absent in his final moments.

"Hehe, any last words?"

Dave's voice echoed above him as he loomed over the emperor, who lay weakly on the ground.

Dave could end him without resistance.

"Nothing. I just feel empty," the emperor replied resignedly, accepting his fate.

Dave felt no pity as he waved his hand, ending the emperor's life swiftly.

With the fall of the emperor, another chapter closed in the annals of human history, following the demise of the Blazing Sun Emperor.

Dave showed no mercy to the emperor right from the start, so killing him was a must.

After dispatching the emperor, Dave felt the ice starting to melt and knew the Heavenly Ice Fragment wouldn't hold the archdemon for much longer.

Having tussled with a demi-god celestial immortal, Dave realized they weren't much of a threat.

But he knew the archdemons were likely tougher than the emperor, so he geared up to face a Low God Celestial Immortal with full seriousness.