Paragon of Death

282 Chapter 281: Taking a serious decision

Huh?

Damon’s eyes flashed with understanding as he consumed the soul of the man and quickly digested the soul of the mortal man and even though it was considered rubbish when compared to the soul of a cultivator that has accumulated world power, Damon was stunned to find out he could convert this life force to mana.

Though the conversion rate was unnecessarily low, it meant he finally has a way of gathering mana and fighting back.

“That means I can regain my power and enter a new body or take over this kid’s body if I deem fit….” Damon said with a calm look before shifting his attention to the men ahead and a cruel look bloomed on his face.

The remaining nine watched as the kid casually rose to his feet and dusted himself. He then picked up the dagger and began walking in their direction at a slow but steady pace.

“I wish to find the dark church…. Whoever gives me the information I need will be spared. The rest will die” Damon said casually but these men ignored his words and lunged at him.

Foolish mortals

......….

After a few minutes, Cecile emerged from the alley looking clean and untouched. People monitoring the situation were shocked because they knew how thugs in this area worked. They were brutal and wouldn’t let their victims leave alive.

.....

Yet the kid came out smiling?

What the fuck?

People waited until Cecile had left the area before rushing over to the alley but what they saw left them trembling and even throwing up. This area was known for violence and carnage but it was all child’s play compared to what they saw now.

If these thugs and gangs terrorizing this area were considered demons, then that kid must be the devil.

Damon roamed the streets the entire night dejected. Apart from the souls he accumulated giving him some mana and strengthening his consciousness, he gained nothing else from this venture. Whoever was leading the dark church was really doing a good job at keeping it secret.

With nothing else left to do, Damon returned to the Allen family residence and snuck back into his room.

….. The next morning ...

Cecile woke up and felt strangely refreshed far more than ever. His body felt slightly lighter while he also felt stronger.

“What’s going on?” Cecile was stunned by the changes.

“My strength will recover over time and as my host, it is your power as well. Your physical condition has been enhanced and outside that red-haired kid, no one else in your class should be able to trouble you” Damon’s voice rang in Cecile’s ears causing him to yelp in surprise.

He still wasn’t used to having a voice in his head.

But then his eyes dilated as his brain processed everything Damon said.

Are his powers recovering?

So soon!

What the hell is this being?

But then something else drew his attention.

“Of course, I can’t beat Adras, he is a blessed,” Cecile responded to Damon’s last sentence.

“Heh! A blessed? Hahahaha! That thing is the offspring of a deity, Goddess of the spear, Rose…. The Garret family must be her family ruling over the southern province. That means the remaining Northern, eastern, and western provinces will also be ruled by the old gods. He low have they fallen to become the lapdogs of that bitch!” Damon sneered.

Hearing this Cecile was stunned but it made more sense. This was the only way it could explain why the kid is practically a giant when compared to his peers.

Now he thought about it. If the old gods were the regional head families then how have they been dying?

“What kind of stupid question is that?” Damon was disgusted by his thoughts and had to speak up.

“Adras is just another body for her to take when the one she has grows old. It seems the beyond also made them an offer they couldn’t refuse. An endless cycle of good life with riches and fame is something that can even draw the attention of a God.” Damon said calmly but the anger in his tone couldn’t be hidden from Cecile.

By the way, what else is there to do in life, if it ain’t to be merry and live a life of luxury?

While Damon was seething with anger, Cecile paled at the sudden realization that he pissed off the child of a deity. Will he and his family be able to bear the consequences?

“Whoever Damon Ross decides to protect, not even god can harm them. You are too anxious or have you forgotten that you have a God of your own by your side?” Damon said as he sensed the boy’s fears.

Only then did Cecile calm down and push away the thought. Only now did it occur to him that the man he is speaking to is the infamous god of death. The most powerful of all the deities around except for the one.

He still had his doubts Damon would win again against it.

“So what do you say about joining the military?” Cecile asked, leaving Damon stunned. He never thought this kid would ask for his opinion concerning anything.

He paused and weighed the pros and cons. In as much as he was in Cecile’s body, what he can do now is limited. He can still be killed by the average man if he doesn’t take care of himself properly.

But then it was the fastest way to gain merits and rise in the ranks. It was the fastest way for Cecile to rise to the top and help him understand what is happening in this world.

“Considering our goal, it will be the best option but for this to work, you will let me take control over your body when necessary. As long as you have no problems with that, we will succeed and flourish there” Damon said calmly and Cecile nodded

If Adras is the son of a deity then this is the best way to avoid him. It was the only way to make sure what happened before doesn’t escalate into something more.