The Annihilator: Killer Of Gods

Chapter 227 The Blood Harvest

As soon as the system informed him of the scouts' arrival, Karsha began making his way toward the first team. They were naturally stronger than the other three teams from the Oakwood Great Family. But Karsha wasn't concerned. Even if they were all Sages, with his domain, he could bring down even a Peak Sage in less than ten moves.

When he was within five miles of the first team, he noticed they had set up scouts to monitor for disturbances. With four great families involved, all vying for the same goal, the chances of sneak attacks were high. To prevent interference, they had placed scouts to guard against potential threats that could hinder their mission.

Thud.'

A head fell as Karsha emerged from the shadow of one of the scouts, slicing his head off in the process. He wanted to avoid wasting time or alerting his enemies. Although he didn't care if the other teams discovered his presence, he wanted to prevent any team from fleeing in fear.Losing even one would mean precious blood slipping through his fingers, so he aimed to take them down as quietly as possible.

Fortunately, he had just the right means to keep them silent. Although the other teams would be watching each other closely, Karsha remained unfazed. The ten-mile distance between teams made the likelihood of them overhearing a battle less, but Karsha had a plan to eliminate them without even drawing his weapon.

His Enigma Soul weapon was still absorbing the heavenly tribulation lightning, so he had no intention of using it yet. There was still time before the expedition, and he wanted to give it every moment it needed to complete the upgrade.He had also purchased some impressive swords from the system store. Unable to resist any longer, gradually, he was becoming a sword fanatic. He had even taken Yi Ran's sword when he dropped them off at Jade Mansion.

"We need to start planning and be more cautious. We discovered that the brat is in the Sunlight Sword Sect, and from what we've heard, something unusual happened about a week ago. Out of nowhere, a strange energy descended on the sect, causing all the disciples to level up multiple times within hours," reported a pale young man with an oddly shaped head to the 29 others gathered inside a large tent.

Since sending over 500 experts into a neighboring city without a clear purpose would raise suspicion, the leaders set up camp several miles outside the city. The location is secluded, minimizing the chances of anyone stumbling upon them. They established tents and kept activities to a minimum to avoid attracting attention.

Inside one of the tents were the 30 Sages deployed with the 500 Saints. The misshapen-headed Sage was one of two who had accompanied the scouting team to gather information on Karsha.

"That is none of our concern. If what you say is true, the sect must be in chaos right now. Many powerhouses would want to understand what happened, which means the sect will be distracted. This is our chance to sneak in and complete the mission," a Sage replied.

"What about the other teams? I'm sure they all know about this and are making plans just as we are. Why don't we deal with them now before going after that brat? He's just a Grandmaster with some flashy abilities; we don't need this much manpower to take him down," said a young man with an arrogant yet calculating expression. Explore more adventures at My Virtual Library Empire

They weren't the only ones who had discovered Karsha's whereabouts. All four teams knew he was in the Sunlight Sword Sect, so they would all be making their plans to sneak in next.If one team managed to kill Karsha first, they'd claim the sword, and the chances of retrieving it from them would be slim. Each team had a secret method for transferring the sword once acquired. If they didn't take care of these rivals, future obstacles were inevitable.

"Let's delay them for a while. Killing that brat will be as easy as picking a flower," the leader of the 30 Sages said, arrogantly patting his chest. As a peak Sage with a powerful aura, he naturally felt entitled to his confidence.

However, he didn't realize that, hidden in one of the shadows in the tent, a handsome young redhead had already analyzed his stats and could only sigh in disappointment.

'It seems humans are indeed weak. With Morris's stats, he could kill them with a mere breath,' Karsha sneered inwardly, and then, like a king, emerged from the shadows.

"No need to sneak in; we can just charge our way through and kill him. After all, who would dare oppose experts from the great families?"Some nodded in agreement, but they quickly sensed something was wrong. They turned toward the source of the voice, only to see a smiling young man standing before them.

"Greetings. I am Karsha Damon, and I believe I'm the one you're looking for," Karsha said, his smile widening. The faces of the 30 Sages shifted rapidly, some displaying fear, others shock, and others confusion. They were all here planning to hunt down Karsha, yet in the next instant, he appeared before them out of nowhere.

"Hmm, you all seem surprised. Well, fear not; this will all be over in a moment. I'll be waiting outside," Karsha said, then blinked away and reappeared 100 meters from the encampment. The moment he appeared, the 30 Sages charged out, weapons drawn.

"I don't have much time, so why don't we get this over with," Karsha yawned and stepped softly onto the ground. A diamond throne materialized, and he sat upon it. Both the 30 Sages and the 500 Saints stood frozen, staring at Karsha as if he were an otherworldly display.

"Everyone, charge!" their leader's voice thundered through their minds, snapping them out of their trance. They quickly summoned their weapons, but before anyone could move, a massive, dark-red eye—five meters wide and three meters high—appeared, freezing them all in place.

Karsha raised his head, gazing at the Eternal Demon Gaze hovering 50 meters above with a satisfied smile. He then turned toward the 500-plus experts and smiled again. The Eternal Demon Gaze had now become terrifying, carrying with it an aura of nightmare, pain, and fear.Karsha hadn't had time to study it thoroughly, but after absorbing the Nightmare during his battle with Khinux, he sensed his Third Eye, along with the Eternal Demon Gaze, had grown exponentially stronger.

He hadn't yet found the right time or subjects to test its power on, so he didn't know just how potent it had become. Now, seeing over 500 experts immobilized under its influence, he felt pleased. The Saints were utterly shocked, their faces as pale as paper, and even more than half the Sages shared the same look. A few, however, still struggled to break free.

But this resistance was futile; Karsha had already taken action. His glaive flashed through the air, puncturing the heads of the Saints one by one. No matter how powerful they were, they were now helpless under the nightmare's suppression, their minds plagued with a terror beyond their mental capacity. Though a few sensed his attack, they couldn't muster any defense against it.

Plop. Plop.

The only sound was the sickening thud of his glaive piercing through heads as Karsha struck down over 400 Saints within seconds. Yet, as he wielded the glaive and kept the Eternal Demon Gaze active, he began to feel a sharp pain in his head.

'I need to end this fast,' He thought.Extending his finger, a bolt of black lightning shot from it, drilling through the head of the team leader. More bolts followed, piercing through Sage after Sage. Within ten seconds, over 500 bodies lay lifeless on the ground, the air thick with the scent of blood.

Gasping for air, Karsha rested his hands on the arms of his throne."Damn, this skill is too powerful," he muttered, taking a long drink of water to calm his mind."They couldn't even scream," he murmured. The moment the eye had appeared, all 500 lost the ability to make a sound.

Karsha had anticipated this outcome, but witnessing it firsthand felt surreal. In under twenty seconds, 522 experts were dead, unable even to scream as they stared into the dark-red eye in horror.The current eye, while not yet reaching the full power of the one that appeared when Khinux summoned his nightmare, it was still terrifying. It had only absorbed part of the nightmare's power, so its upgrade was partial, but even that was enough to immobilize Sages for a few precious seconds.

Karsha understood that if given more time, the Sages might have broken free from the suppression. Since as his mental strength decreased, the skill's power would also wane. However, the fact that they couldn't break free within those ten seconds meant that as his mental strength grew, this skill would only become even more formidable.

"Let's end this nonsense; I don't have time to waste on bugs," Karsha muttered, draining the bodies of their blood before blinking to his next location. Over the next hour, he continued to eliminate targets, strengthening his mental strength and honing his speed with the glaive.

Even amid danger, Karsha took no shortcuts in refining his mastery of the glaive's flight. He had much to accomplish and little time to do it, so he aimed to settle these matters quickly and enter seclusion. It was time to saturate his core and concoct the pill to form his next core—the Great Alpha Core.