Chapter 180: Horseman Of Death 1
Mabel appeared beside Adams in a flash of light, her soft features framed by flowing golden locks, her expression calm but faintly exasperated. She crossed her arms as she gazed down at Eren, Lucien, and the stunned crowd in the arena. The faint hum of divine energy around her presence caused the air to shift subtly, but Mabel's focus was singular, her emerald-green eyes narrowing slightly as they landed on Lucien.
"What is this one rambling about now?" she asked, her voice carrying effortlessly despite its conversational tone. "And old? Barely even fifty, if you must know." Her expression betrayed a flicker of irritation, though she seemed more amused than offended.
A beat of silence passed, followed by the unmistakable sound of laughter echoing across the arena. Lilith, perched leisurely on her own elevated platform, was practically doubled over, her crimson eyes gleaming with mischief. "Old hag!" she exclaimed between peals of laughter, clearly savoring the moment. "Fifty might as well be five thousand to mortals! Honestly, Mabel, what a quaint little number."
Mabel exhaled deeply, her shoulders dropping in a gesture of resignation. She turned her gaze briefly toward Adams, who watched the scene with a subtle grin of amusement tugging at his lips. Then, shaking her head with a quiet sigh, she opted for silence. Replying to Lilith, she knew, would only escalate things. "Not today," she muttered under her breath, more to herself than anyone else.
Lilith noticed, of course. Her laughter faded into a playful pout as she leaned forward, resting her chin in her hand. "No fun as usual, Mabel. How boring," she teased, her tone laced with mock disappointment. Then her gaze flicked across the gathering, scanning the other powerful figures present.
Her eyes settled on Enigma first, who stood silently near the edge of the stage, her dark cloak concealing much of her form. If Enigma noticed Lilith's interest, she gave no sign, her focus remaining sharp and unwavering. Lilith's gaze shifted to Inara, the serene elf whose eyes were fixed thoughtfully on Eren. Inara's aura exuded a calm so profound that even Lilith's provocation seemed to slide off her unnoticed.
Next was Akira, the nine-tailed Celestial Void Fox, her tails glowing faintly with suppressed energy. Akira stood still, her piercing gaze locked on Lucien, a flicker of warning in her expression. Lilith hesitated momentarily, then moved on. Nyx was her next potential target, her ethereal form flickering like a shadow in the light. Nyx's cool indifference made it clear she had no interest in engaging Lilith's antics.
Finally, Lilith's attention landed on Aveline, who stood tall and elegant, her features calm yet strikingly sharp. Aveline didn't so much as glance in Lilith's direction, her focus seemingly elsewhere.
Lilith clicked her tongue in mock disappointment. "Tch. None of you are any fun today," she lamented dramatically, throwing her hands in the air. "It's like you're all afraid of a little banter."
Adams chuckled softly, his deep voice breaking the tension in the air. "Lilith," he said, his tone warm but laced with amusement, "must you always seek entertainment at others' expense?"
Lilith grinned slyly, leaning back as she stretched. "Only because you're all too serious," she replied. "Someone has to keep things lively around here." Her eyes flicked briefly to Mabel, her smirk widening. "Though I'll admit, our dear old Mabel does make it too easy."
Mabel rolled her eyes but didn't respond, her focus returning to the arena where Eren stood. "If you're quite finished," she said pointedly, her voice firm but without malice. "I'd like to see how this boy plans to handle his new mantle." Her gaze shifted briefly to Lucien, her lips twitching upward in the faintest hint of a smile. "Assuming he ever stops talking."
Eren's eyes, a mix of simmering defiance and newfound determination, remained locked on Lucien. His stance shifted, weight settling firmly on one foot as his fingers flexed by his sides, the faint glow of his newfound power dancing along his skin. The once hesitant boy now stood with a presence that demanded attention, his aura subtly but undeniably growing stronger.
Lucien, on the other hand, straightened his posture, his earlier smug expression giving way to something sharper, more calculated. His silver hair caught the faint light as he tilted his head slightly, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. But there was a tension in his jaw, a flicker of irritation at the boy's bold words.
"I don't need an ally," Eren said firmly, his voice steady yet layered with emotion. His fists clenched, the subtle flare of power around him intensifying as if responding to his will. "And if I am a pawn in the eyes of the one who granted me this power, then so be it. Better to be his pawn than one of yours."
Eren's sharp gaze cut into Lucien, his lips pressing into a thin line as he took a single step forward, his movements deliberate. "For your own good," he added, his voice dropping to a near growl, "don't try to persuade me any longer. Or else…" He let the words hang, his energy flaring briefly as a warning. "I might just use you to try out my new powers."
A hush fell over the arena, the air thick with tension. The crowd held their breath, watching the confrontation unfold with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation.
Lucien's smirk faltered, his dark eyes narrowing slightly as he studied Eren more carefully. His hand twitched, betraying the urge to act, but he restrained himself, instead letting out a soft chuckle. "You've grown some backbone, boy," he said, his voice low and smooth. He took a slow step forward, his boots echoing faintly against the stone. "But don't let that power blind you. It can be taken just as easily as it was given."
Eren's expression didn't waver, though a muscle in his jaw tightened. His breathing remained even, but his fists loosened and tightened rhythmically, a sign of the restraint he was forcing upon himself. "Then try," he said simply, his tone unwavering. "See what happens."
Mabel, still observing from above, allowed herself a faint smile, her earlier irritation forgotten. "Well, well," she murmured to Adams, her voice low but tinged with approval. "He's not as fragile as I thought."
Adams leaned slightly forward, his arms resting on his knees as he watched intently. His expression was unreadable, but there was a flicker of pride in his eyes. "The boy has spirit," he remarked. "Let's see if it's enough."
Lilith, now lying on her back with one leg crossed over the other, lazily waved a hand in the air. "This is getting good," she said, her voice teasing. "I do hope one of them loses their temper. It would make things so much more interesting."
Meanwhile, Enigma's dark figure remained motionless at the edge of the stage. Her hooded head turned slightly, her focus shifting to Lucien. Though her face was obscured, her posture radiated sharp attention, as if gauging his every move.
Akira's tails twitched faintly, her glowing eyes narrowing as she observed Eren. A flicker of approval crossed her face, though she made no comment, her energy quietly rippling around her in waves.
Inara, ever serene, folded her arms and closed her eyes briefly, as if reflecting on the boy's words. Her lips curved upward in a soft, knowing smile. "Courage," she said softly, her voice like a breeze in the silence. "He may have more of it than we gave him credit for."
Back in the arena, Lucien tilted his head slightly, his smirk returning in full force. "You think your threats mean something to me?" he asked, his tone condescending but tinged with amusement. He spread his arms wide, his energy beginning to pulse faintly in response to Eren's growing power. "Show me, then. Use me to test your strength. I dare you."
Eren's eyes flashed, the glow around him flaring brighter for a brief moment. He didn't move immediately, his body taut like a coiled spring. The tension between them was palpable, the crowd leaning in, waiting for the inevitable clash.
Adams sat back slightly, his expression turning contemplative as he glanced toward Mabel. "The boy's choice has been made," he said softly. "Let's see if he has what it takes to stand by it."
"Let me take a look at his stats."
Name: Eren
Race: Revenant Deity
Title: Horseman of Death, Reaper of Eternity, God of Mortality and Shadows
Realm: Transcendent Cosmic God-King
Bloodline: Eternal Reaper Bloodline (Primordial Grade)
Physique: Death Sovereign Physique (Omniversal Grade)
Magic Root: Abyssal Nether Core
Elemental Affinities: Death, Darkness, Soul, Chaos, Shadow, Void
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Law/Daos: Law of Death, Dao of Shadows, Law of Decay, Dao of Nihility
Domain: Eternal Silence
Weapon Intents: Absolute Scythe Intent, Shadowblade Intent
Mana Cultivation Method: Abyssal Reaper Ascension
Mana: Infinite (Boundless)
Lifespan: True Immortal (Ageless)
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Skills
Death's Dominion: Command over death itself, allowing him to control, summon, and extinguish life with unparalleled precision. Mortals, immortals, and even gods are affected, their lifespans bending to his will.
Eternal Nightfall: Eren can engulf entire realms in an eternal night, severing all light and hope. Within this field, his power multiplies exponentially, and all enemies are weakened by 90%.
Shadow Eclipse: Harnessing the power of shadows, Eren becomes untouchable, blending seamlessly into darkness and using it as a weapon. Shadows themselves become extensions of his body and will.
Soul Shatter: By commanding the essence of death, Eren can target an opponent's soul directly, tearing it apart or sealing it permanently in his Eternal Silence domain.
Reaper's Judgement: With a swing of his scythe, Eren delivers an unstoppable judgment that erases an enemy's existence on all planes, past, present, and future.
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Abilities
Abyssal Reaper Form: Eren can transform into his ultimate state, embodying death itself. In this form, he becomes untouchable by conventional means, his presence alone extinguishing weaker beings.
Mortality Drain: Eren absorbs the lifespans of enemies within range, converting them into energy to enhance his power or heal himself instantly.
Void Harvest: An ultimate ability where Eren can reap the essence of an entire dimension, collapsing it into the void and fueling his strength further.
Omni-Soul Mastery: Eren can manipulate the soul energy of all living and non-living beings, granting him unparalleled control over reincarnation, resurrection, and annihilation.
Death Manifestation: Eren can manifest avatars of death across countless realms, each wielding a fraction of his power and enforcing his will.
Reality Severance: With this ability, Eren can cut through the very fabric of reality, severing connections between planes and dimensions.
Titles and Enhancements
Sovereign of Shadows and Silence: As a master of both shadow and silence, Eren can erase his presence entirely, becoming invisible even to gods.
Harbinger of Nihility: Eren's touch brings annihilation, unraveling matter, energy, and even concepts into nothingness.
Endbringer of Realms: A single command from Eren can trigger the collapse of entire worlds, forcing them into a state of absolute entropy.
Lord of the Abyss: Eren wields absolute control over the Abyss, a realm of pure chaos and destruction, summoning its denizens and power at will.
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