Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix

Chapter 181: Abyss Monarch Vs Argent Saintess

Asura had no expectations of a joyful visit. He could never control her intense feelings with his strength.

Before leaving, Asura felt that, despite his improvements over the past month or year, she almost crushed him when she saw a glimpse of his past. That small amount was enough to kill him, even now.

"I should try not to irritate her too much."

The vast complex looked as beautiful as he looked back.

He didn't tell the others how strange he felt since returning to them. A month passed, but for him, it felt strange to know a year passed in that world...

How long did he sleep, and how long was he training the sword of Auros? His eyes watched the silver flag dancing in the wind while wondering if she would be upset to see him so late after his return.

'Thank god my sister attended the academy for once. It seems she and Vela have been fighting like rivals... even the other night when Amalia snuck into my room, Vela kicked her out of the door despite ignoring Xue'er and Xavida.'

"Why are you standing outside like an idiot?"

Sigurd stood at the top of her steps, wearing a beautiful white robe, with her silver sword resting at her waist.

The moment Asura saw the sword, he realised who she copied when having that sword created and realised just how deep her feelings for him were.

"Sorry... I was admiring the flowers..." Asura whispered, making sure that he did not irritate her too much.

"Those flowers? They were always here."

"Nevertheless, they are pretty."

Sigurd smiled at his answer.

"But you are the prettiest flower in this garden." He added before she could speak, causing her to stop momentarily, her face blank, eyes open wide, and mouth gaping.

Asura barely took two steps on her stairway before she kicked at him. The force of her wind magic caused a powerful vortex that sent his body flying back into the white stone of her walls with a loud crash. Thin cracks formed in the wall, and a sweet metal taste filled Asura's mouth.

'I wish I could admire your beauty from close up more often... maybe I can forget those moments when you allow me to...' Asura sighed in his mind.

His attempt at a joke almost killed him. He was a fool to think that she would remain docile, especially if he used the same words he used in the past to seduce her.

"Don't you dare!" She glared at him in a rage. Her pale skin turned pink as her anger rose, and her feet stomped on the white marble stairs, creating a deep crack.

"Then can I stand up?" Asura asked before smiling, trying to force his way through her obvious fury.

"Don't you fucking smile at me after speaking those words!" She yelled at him.

"Haha... Then stop being so beautiful. Sigurd." Asura climbed out of the wall and walked towards her slowly, hiding the smile behind his hand.

"If you have enough strength to smile, get out of here!" Sigurd stormed through her large doors and slammed them shut before him, causing Asura's eardrums to tingle in pain.

'Damn... that was worse than the punch she gave me.' Asura thought.

A moment passed, and Asura kicked open the doors without showing his past demeanour.

"Please leave." Her voice echoed through the closed doors.

The pressure caused his nose to bleed and ears to ring.

'Don't think of those days. I can never hurt her again.' Asura sighed before licking his dry lips and steeling himself against the painful, happy memories that continued to surface.

Sigurd's icy blue eyes glared at Asura's crimson orbs, but not before he saw her emotions of desire and love that remained the same.

She still loved him, both the current Asura and the past Auros. That they were the same caused her entire world to crumble because that love was destructive and filled with resentment and self-hatred.

Sigurd's control over her powers had improved exponentially since their last fight, but her temper would always remain an obstacle, though he could use it to get what he desired.

Sigurd didn't hesitate to punch at him. Her fist smashed into Asura's face. His hand caught hers and twisted her wrist while stepping behind her body.

Even now she didn't use her full power, causing Asura to take advantage of her.

'Auros, we both love this woman and to save her, we must make her suffer... and face the past to forget you. Only then can she truly start living.'

Asura might seem crazy when considering his own past life's feelings, yet he did so to make a clear distinction.

The women would love him, not the past and forgotten incarnations of himself.

Only Asura!

Thus, he would never let her forgive Auros, and he would save her as Asura! Before he could react, Sigurd's delicate fist struck at his back and ribs, followed by a powerful kick that sent him stumbling forward and knocked the wind from his lungs.

"If you come at me, do it with all your power!" She muttered, her eyes narrow and filled with power.

The two fighters faced each other with their blades raised to their respective positions, each a complete mirror of the other.

'I can't use the bloodline of a demon for manifestation... but I can use it for my Liberatíon form!'

—Liberatíon (Devouring Form)

Asura's body transformed. Blood essence filled his muscles, and the red of his anima turned black, with purple light swirling around his body like a destructive vortex.

His eyes turned demonic black and glowed with golden light. A dark purple sigil appeared on his forehead, and the black wisps of magic turned dark purple, forming strange runes as black armour covered his body.

Asura created this form using Liberatíon, and only the devouring bloodline Auros owned. In the past, he created an incomplete type of liberation that formed using multiple bloodlines.

However, only his Asura and Devouring bloodlines could truly use his liberation, while his dragon, phoenix, and devil bloodlines had manifestations, thus limiting and distorting their forms when he used them with Liberatíon.

"That form...!"

Sigurd's gasp was correct to sound like fear because this form looks similar to how Auros looked after his mind became broken after the cult finished drugging him and designated him as a failure before sending him out to destroy his kingdom and loved ones in a hysterical state.

"Ah... Fight me, Sigurd, or I will finish what I started." Asura's voice sounded deeper, close to the Abyss Monarch.

He needed her to finish this fight because in the past she fled... The fight to save her beloved ended in breaking down and giving up and the reason for her grudge with Valerie...

Because Valerie was the one who dealt the last blow to Auros despite joining him... Only the two knew the true reason she killed him, though.

'That story will end another day...'