The spears of dark light seemed to come from nowhere, their origin shrouded in mystery. They pierced through the air with an ominous speed, aiming directly for the Patriarchs.
With quick reflexes, the Nether Blood Clan Patriarch conjured a protective barrier, while the other two Patriarchs followed suit. The impact of the spears against the barriers sent shockwaves rippling through the area, causing the ground to tremble and crack beneath their feet.
Karyk's eyes remained fixed on the Patriarchs, his expression inscrutable. The Goddess of Light beside him continued to stand motionless, her form a stark contrast to the chaos that surrounded her. Her power was undeniable, and Karyk's control over her made him a force to be reckoned with.
As the dust settled from the impact of the spears, a new presence made itself known.
The barrier of the Three Patriarchs failed in holding back the attack. At the last moment, the Patriarch of the Nether Blood Clan managed to dodge the attack, but the other two couldn't avoid the attack.
The attack passed through their chests. The Dark Energy devoured all their strength, especially now that it was strengthened by Karyk's dark aura.
Before they could even attempt to heal themselves, the dark energy dispersed inside their bodies, spread throughout their blood.
Their blood turned dark as the energy started destroying them from inside. With each passing moment, the Patriarchs could feel their life force dwindling, their bodies weakening.
Right before everyone's eyes, two Clan Leaders dropped to their knees, their faces pale while their dark nerves clearly visible through their skin.
Their lifeless bodies fell on the ground. Just like that, two of the strongest beings in the Nether Clan were killed, a sight that no one had expected.
Desperation filled their eyes as they realized the severity of their predicament. Consulting ancient texts, they sought a remedy that could counter the destructive power of the dark energy coursing through their veins.
Only one of the Three Clan Leaders was left alive. But the situation became even worse for him as he saw the Death Aura gathering around the lifeless bodies of the Patriarch.
The Nether Blood Clan Patriarch was horrified by the sight. Without a second thought, he rushed to destroy the bodies of the other two Patriarchs, realizing that Karyk was bringing them back to life. If that happened, then he knew it was the end.
Things had already gone beyond his control. More than half their armies were undead now. And now the other two Patriarchs were dying as well. He didn't know why it was happening.
Deep in his heart, he was stunned at the strength of Karyk. That man hadn't made any big moves yet everything appeared to be under his control.
At times, the Nether Blood Patriarch felt that Karyk could finish this war in a single attack, not he was playing with them, like he was playing with Alion. He was having revenge and giving them a slow and hopeless death.
The Nether Blood Patriarch feared that his own arrogance had blinded him, underestimating Karyk's true power. As he witnessed the last remnants of his once mighty army crumble before him, he couldn't help but wonder if there was any hope left for his faction.
Deep in the darkness of his despair, a flicker of determination ignited within the Nether Blood Patriarch. He started absorbing the blood of the Soldiers that were dying, recovering his strength and even increasing it.
At the same time, he gave it his all to get to the other two Patriarchs' bodies to destroy them. Unfortunately, it was too late. The two Patriarchs had completely turned into Undeads.
Both of them stood up, and attacked the Nether Blood Patriarch instead.
Seeing the sight, Karyk let out a sigh. The battle appeared to already be over. In the next few minutes, the armies were completely destroyed, leaving nothing but his undead army as far as the eyes could see.
The Nether Blood Patriarch managed to kill the Two Undead Patriarchs but in the process, he also ended up getting injured. With the Goddess of Life entering the battle, he couldn't stand it anymore and he also succumbed to his wounds, finally dying in the battle.
As the dust settled, only blood could be seen everywhere. Karyk's eyes held some strange emotions. He hated bloodshed, but he couldn't control it.
He turned the Nether Blood Patriarch into an Undead as well, bringing him back to life. This was the punishment of the Old Man for torturing his friend.
Karyk assigned the Nether Blood Patriarch as the guard of Alion. The man who tortured Alion was fated to forever be the guard of Alion.
As for the army of undead, Karyk didn't need these people. He only used them temporarily. With a single flick of his fingers, the Undead Soldiers turned into specs of light, merging with the surroundings.
Their souls were released to enter the Cycle of Reincarnation. Unlike the Nether Blood Patriarch, these people were innocent. They were just following the others. Losing their lives was enough of a punishment.
He didn't want them to serve him for an eternity, especially since they were weak.
With the war over, the City once again regained its silence. Everyone who had seen the battle was still in disbelief, especially Cylix and Novius. Everything had been in Karyk's control from start to the end.
They had many questions in their mind but they didn't even know where to start.
"Where is Zena?" Karyk turned around, asking them a question first.
Novius and Cylix led Alion and Karyk to the place where they had hidden Zena. The place was outside the City yet not too far. However, it was a hidden place that the Nether Clans couldn't find even after searching repeatedly, mostly thanks to the Holy Priestess of Darkness.
It was a room that was under the group, further reinforced by magic. Karyk broke the reinforcements easily, entering the room.
"So you're still alive as well…"
