MMORPG: Rebirth of the Mortal Online

Chapter 339: Deaths



"Even after two thousand years, I can't break these binds?!" Adelram, in his dragon form, roared in anger.

He tried to burn the black smoke and rip it apart, but nothing seemed to work.

'This brings back bad memories!'

...

Old World, thousands of years ago.

At the tall, high-end throne, Alastor lazily sat with his legs dangling over the edge. With a look of boredom, he looked at the warlords that were bound by the black smoke. They sat silently with their heads hanging low as if they were seeking forgiveness.

"You had one thing to do." Alastor said lazily. "To destroy that mortal resistance. Yet, you failed to accomplish such a simple task."

"The resistance have a special kind of mortal among them." Adelram said. "That mortal managed to teleport everyone to safety. We couldn't do anything to stop that."

"Excuses, and excuses."

Alastor tightened the black smoke bounds, and the warlords started to scream in pain.

"If you can't get the job done, I'll be forced to do it by myself." Alastor narrowed his gaze. "You don't want me to leave my throne."

The warlords looked frightened and nodded like obedient children.

"Now go and find them!"Nôv(el)B\\jnn

...

Roar!

Adelram released a mighty roar and ordered his Dark Angels to free him from his bounds.

The Dark Angels came flying down, but before they could their master, Alastor suddenly appeared in their way, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and created thousands of black spears.

"Black Partisans!"

The spears shredded through the Dark Angels, and killed them all in an instant.

"You..." Adelram let out a scream. "Stop that!"

Alastor pointed his hand at Adelram and snapped his fingers. "Dark Lock: Execution!" SPURT!

The black smoke turned into spears that pierced through the black dragon's scales and destroyed his insides.

Adelram stopped moving, and the life left the eyes of the three dragon heads, but only a second later, he started moving again.

He died just now, but he still has lives left!

"These extra lives you have are all thanks to me." Alastor walked over to him. "I let you eat a fruit from the Tree of Eternality. You were blessed with 999 lives.

"Yet, I heard that you've wasted most of them. What a joke. If you all still had your 999 lives left, you guys might be able to defeat me."

"..." Adelram remained silent, his eyes filled with regret.

Thump!

At that moment, the ground started shaking as the four warlords, filled with injuries, walked over to them.

None of them looked like they wanted to just sit still and wait for death.

"We betrayed you because we hate you." Adelram said. "That human will regret resurrecting you. You're much worse than us."

"Heh." Alastor jumped off the ground and crossed his arms. "Black Partisans!"

The black spears pierced through the air and killed Adelram instantly. He woke back up, with only 12 lives yet.

"Argh!" Pandora summoned another sword and swung it at Alastor, but he just jumped over the blade and stabbed a black spear through her brain.

She collapsed on the ground-dead.

She still had 29 lives yet.

"Argh!" Pandora stood back up.

The warlords desperately tried to fight back, but Alastor's attacks didn't miss and kept shredding through them like a hot knife through butter.

Rawkshawn kept trying to dodge those black spears as he only had one life left.

"Black Hole!" Alastor slammed his hand on the ground, and black smoke spread through the ground.

As soon as the black smoke reached Rawkshawn, he was unable to move any further as he felt like he was stuck in quicksand.

"Brothers, help!" Rawkshawn shouted. "I only have one life!"

Alastor slid across the ground with black smoke coming from his body, and as he swung his hand towards Rawkshawn, a wave of black smoke went through Rawkshawn.

"Black Mist!"

The black smoke melted away his flesh and turned his bones into ash.

The only thing remaining from Rawkshawn were his two legs. The rest had turned to ash!

One of the warlords, Rawkshawn, had died for the final time!

'And just like, he is dead?' Adam watched from a side distance. 'Someone that I can't ever imagine defeating died just like this...'

"Rawkshawn, no!" Gabriel chopped his hand down with tears streaming down from his eyes. "Black Partisans!" Alastor crossed his arms, and the black spears shredded through Gabriel

like cheese.

He died, but immediately after he returned to life.

Alastor plunged another black spear through Gabriel's face and killed him again!

"Black Death!" Alastor engulfed Gabriel in black flames and watched as he kept burning, dying, and coming back to life.

Five lives...

Four lives...

Three lives...

Two lives...

One life...

Thump...

Gabriel died for the last time.

The second warlord died!

"You cursed being!" Pandora and Kol attacked at the same time, but Alastor cut through them

without any effort.

Adelram couldn't do anything except watch as his siblings kept dying. He was still bound by the black smoke and couldn't move at all.

Pandora had most lives of everyone, but she kept dying every single second, and thus her

thirty lives were quickly running out.

Soon, both Pandora and Kol were on their last lives!

"Black Hole!" Alastor slammed his hand on the ground, and the black smoke stopped the two

warlords in their tracks.

They started sinking deeper and deeper into the black smoke.

They tried to claw their way out of the black smoke, but soon they had fully submerged inside

the black smoke and drowned in its thick, suffocating darkness.

Another two warlords died for the last time.

Alastor walked towards Adelram, who was trembling in anger.

"Black Partisans!"

The black spears shredded through Adelram.

Another life gone.

"Black Partisans!"

The black spears stabbed through Adelram's hearts.

Another life gone.

"Black Partisans!"

"Please, stop!" Adelram cried out, but again he died.

When he was back alive, he again died.

Again.

Again.

Again.

Until he was in his final life.

"S-stop..." Adelram coughed out blood. "Mercy..."

"Black Heaven Bolt." Alastor whispered.

A black lightning bolt fell from the dark clouds and struck Adelram down, ending his

suffering.

"That's my mercy, you foolish children." Alastor said coldly.