The Annihilator: Killer Of Gods

Lunar led the way as they ventured deeper into the temple. After a few minutes, they reached a huge clearing. As soon as Karsha stepped onto the ground, an intense, bloodthirsty aura assaulted his heart.

He felt a cold sweat break out on his back. Despite the overwhelming sensation, he wasn't suppressed. Instead, a sword sheath appeared in his hands, and he smiled before activating its devouring ability.

In an instant, the oppressive aura was cut in half.

"This will be one of my strongest trump cards," Karsha thought to himself.

He had already absorbed many auras, making the old sword sheath powerful enough to suppress even a Great Sage. Now, with this new dense aura, his fortune seemed heavenly.

"This was the battlefield back then," Lunar said, turning to Karsha.

"You have to prepare yourself. As we move deeper, the aura will become even more bloodthirsty. This was the battlefield of behemoths." With that, they continued deeper into the ancient battlefield.

As they moved deeper, the aura grew even more dense. Karsha had to start releasing his own to counter it. As they moved further into the battlefield, the remnants of past battles became more evident.

Massive, weathered bones jutted out from the ground, some half-buried and others fully exposed. The air grew thicker with each step, and the oppressive aura intensified.

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"It was a very chaotic battle. Many of my kind perished here defending the core. But while it was a heavy burden, it was what we all signed up for.

We were mere monsters who got the chance to evolve. Fighting to protect what made us who we were was a great honor," Lunar explained as she guided Karsha deeper into the ancient battlefield.

Karsha scanned the area, his eyes catching something large lying beside them. "What's that?" he asked, pointing at an enormous bone.

Lunar's gaze followed his finger. "That's the bone of a Tier 12 Jagged Viper. It's been so long since it died that its energy has long dissipated."

Karsha took a sharp breath, his eyes widening. "Are you kidding me? Can't you see the energy coming out from it?"

Lunar looked at him calmly. "It's almost entirely depleted, but if you want it, you can take it. Everything on this battlefield is yours if you wish."

'If I want it? I need all this to saturate my core and form a new one,' Karsha thought with a smirk. He let the system handle it, and the bone vanished, slipping into the second calamity space of his Nine Calamity Soul Ring.

As they continued, more bones came into view, each more impressive than the last.

Lunar pointed to a massive ribcage partially buried in the ground. "That's the rib of a Tier 11 Storm Serpent. A formidable beast known for its lightning attacks. Its remains still crackle faintly with residual energy."

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Karsha marveled at the sight. "And that one over there?"

"That's the skull of a Tier 10 Ironclad Turtle," Lunar said, gesturing to a gigantic, heavily armored skull. "It was nearly invincible due to its nearly impenetrable shell. The energy it once radiated was immense."

The further they went, the more bones they discovered. Lunar continued to name them and provide brief histories.

"Over here is the femur of a Tier 13 Fire Titan," she pointed out, her voice filled with a touch of reverence. "A colossal creature whose fiery aura was legendary."

"And that," she said, pointing to a set of enormous, clawed forelimbs, "belongs to a Tier 12 Abyssal Wyrm. Known for its destructive dark magic."

Each discovery added to Karsha's growing excitement. The bones were not just remnants but powerful artifacts in their own right.

Lunar's knowledge provided valuable insights, and Karsha absorbed every detail, knowing that the energy contained within these relics would help him immensely.

As they pressed on, Karsha could feel the battlefield's energy shifting, growing denser and more potent. With each bone he collected, his anticipation grew.

The ancient battlefield was proving to be a treasure trove of power and history, and Karsha was determined to make the most of it.

He could tell that his second core would require about ten times the resources used to saturate the first core to be fully saturated. Although he had amassed a lot of blood for that purpose, it wouldn't be enough.

However, these bones were exactly what he needed. If he could gather more, he would be able to saturate his core in no time.

So, despite the battle having taken place many years ago and most of the bones have long since lost their energy, some still retained a portion of their power.

As they moved deeper into the ancient battlefield, Karsha's determination grew. He knew that the energy within these bones was his key to advancing.

The sight of the massive remains scattered around him only fueled his resolve.

"We're almost there," Karsha said, noticing the energy around them lessening. As soon as he mentioned it, Lunar spoke.

"The core has nourishing energy. It doesn't exude this form of bloodthirstiness, so as we draw closer, the aura in the air will lessen."

True to her words, the aura started to diminish as they moved deeper. After about an hour, nearly all the bloodthirsty aura in the air had vanished.

However, a few minutes later, Karsha was greeted with a sight that sent chills down his spine.

"Are those—"

"Yes, those are the monsters that were trapped with the core," Lunar interrupted before he could finish. About 20 kilometers away, Karsha saw the terrifying nature of the 11 monsters trapped within the core.

Despite the dazzling round core encased in a crown-like ring, his attention was drawn to the 11 behemoths sealed with it. They remained immobile, almost dead even.

Each monster was a variation of the Bloodhorn Panther, and they were truly terrifying. The first one he noticed was massive, with dark, matted fur and crimson eyes that seemed to burn with an inner fire.

Its blood-red horns curled menacingly from its head, giving it a demonic appearance.

Next to it was a Bloodhorn Panther with scales instead of fur. The scales shimmered with an eerie green light, and its horns were jagged, resembling the teeth of a saw.

Its eyes glowed with a venomous intensity, hinting at the deadly poison it likely possessed.

Another panther had sleek, midnight-black fur that absorbed the light around it, making it look like a moving shadow.

Its horns were sharp and straight, piercing the air like deadly spears. Its eyes were cold and calculating, filled with a predatory intelligence.

One of the most terrifying was a gigantic Bloodhorn Panther with fiery red fur that seemed to blaze with inner heat. Its horns were engulfed in flames, and its eyes were like molten lava.

This panther radiated an aura of pure destruction, making it clear that it was a force to be reckoned with.

Among the group was a panther with wings, its feathers as dark as night. The wingspan was enormous, and its horns were elongated and sharp, curving backward like a deadly scythe. Its eyes glowed with a mystical light, hinting at its mastery over dark magic.

Another panther had ice-blue fur, and frost clung to its body. Its horns were made of ice, and its eyes were like glaciers, cold and unfeeling. This panther exuded a chilling aura, and the ground beneath it was frozen solid.

The next was covered in earth-colored fur, with horns made of stone. Its body was bulky and muscular, and its eyes were like deep pits, hinting at its connection to the earth. This panther seemed almost immovable, like a mountain.

One panther had lightning crackling around its body, with fur standing on end as if charged with electricity.

Its horns were jagged and sparked with energy, and its eyes were bright and electric. This panther radiated speed and power, ready to strike with lightning-fast reflexes.

The last three were equally fearsome, with one exuding a dark aura of shadow, another covered in armor-like scales, and the final one having a body that seemed to be made of pure energy.

Each panther was unique, and each was a formidable opponent in its own right.

But the most terrifying of all was the largest Bloodhorn Panther, standing at the center of the group. It had fur that shifted colors, a swirling mix of black, red, and gold.

Its horns were massive and twisted, glowing with an otherworldly light. Its eyes were deep and penetrating, filled with terror and evil. This panther radiated an aura of power so intense that Karsha could feel it from a distance.@@novelbin@@

Karsha's heart pounded in his chest as he took in the sight. These monsters were beyond anything he had faced before, and he knew that even in their weakened state, they were incredibly dangerous.

"Even though they're trapped and weakened, they're still immensely powerful," Karsha said with a slightly pale face. "Can I even kill this monster" he pondered again.

"They will be in a weakened state for two minutes. That should be enough for us to kill them" Lunar said but even she couldn't help but feel intimidated by the sheer presence they were seeing.

"It's no problem, I will be sure to use my strongest move first and kill as many as I can before the two minutes reach" In truth, Karsha wasn't sure he would be able to wield Agni's sword for long.

So he is gambling on killing at least the leader first and then dealing with the generals afterward.

But it's dangerous. Once he uses the sword, he won't be able to wield a weapon for at least 10 minutes, or worse an hour.

"Lunar, this is Khinux, Khinux, this is Lunar" Karsha called out Khinux and introduced each other.

"Alright buddy, it's time for you to use your strongest move, I know you've been holding back," Karsha said as he gazed at the terrifying line-up.

"I will use a suicidal skill, be sure to follow up with a powerful attack" Khinux nodded and like always placed his sword on his shoulder.

"Lunar, you can break the seal" Karsha stepped forward and started moving toward the core, Khinux and Lunar following behind.