The Annihilator: Killer Of Gods

As Karsha stepped onto the sanctuary grounds, he expected to see some progress, but what lay before him was beyond his imagination.

Though he had made plans for such transformations, seeing them accomplish something grand within a month was astounding, showcasing just how rapidly the snakes were evolving.

The sanctuary, once dotted with simple dome-like shelters, now boasted buildings in the process of becoming towers.

Many of these structures already had three levels, each constructed with the finest stones, giving them an aura of both strength and elegance.

The attention to detail was impeccable, and it was clear that the inhabitants were dedicated to creating something magnificent.

The caves, which previously served as rudimentary shelters, now looked like immortal abodes, each one meticulously rebuilt to suit its purpose.

Karsha's eyes widened as he saw towering trees, which now housed elaborate treehouses. These structures were connected by wooden bridges, giving the impression of a lofty village in the treetops.

Additionally, three imposing towers acted as beacons for the island, their presence both guiding and protective.

The centerpiece of the sanctuary was the previously plain white building, now transformed into a grand castle in the process of being built.

Its imposing structure hinted at its future grandeur, with soaring walls and intricate designs that promised beauty and fortification.

Everywhere Karsha looked, there were signs of rapid progress and ambitious development. The sanctuary had evolved from a simple refuge into a burgeoning utopia, a place where his vision was coming to life faster than he could have hoped.

Karsha felt a surge of pride. He felt this pride deep within his soul. It seems the unknown people are not ordinary people.

They are more than they appear to be and Karsha couldn't wait to see what they will be achieving in the future. Soon, they entered the building and sat as they used it.

Although the inside of the room looked grand, Karsha was happy to see they didn't change their chairs. Those chairs are something their ancestors used, so changing them is a no-no.

Killian and Dhaka took Starr away, following Lady Illo's instructions. The coming discussion was one she shouldn't hear. Her memory is too sharp to be exposed to something like that.

"It seems you've not only saved the island but also stolen the heart of our empress. You're quite the bold one, aren't you?" Dhaka's master, the previous leader of the shadow guards, spoke as soon as they sat down. She was now a Tier 8 Terror Mutant.

"I couldn't help it, Lady Diana. She's just too beautiful for me to ignore. My appetite is quite big, you see," Karsha replied with a slight smile.

The elders also smiled, appreciating Karsha's carefree demeanor. In truth, they all felt a deep sense of happiness and closeness to Karsha.

He had liberated them after generations of suffering, and his presence wasn't simple. They all wanted to be closer to him, hoping to tap into his destiny somehow.

"It seems that way. But I advise you to be careful; we wouldn't want some hungry snakes to devour you," Lady Diana said, her gaze shifting to three snake ladies staring at Lady Illo with unreadable expressions.

Karsha followed her gaze and was surprised to see their intense looks. He could only smile, realizing that the hearts of women were indeed mysterious.

"You don't have to worry, Lady Diana. They won't. After all, when the Overlord is around, all threats are meaningless," Karsha said confidently.

The elders, including Morris and her grandmother, laughed. They understood the underlying meaning of Karsha's words.

They might have been offended in different circumstances, but given who said it, they could only smile and wait to see how things would unfold.

"Little Brother, I don't know if you're aware of this, but you've just made someone who is meant to become the Abyssal Maiden your woman. Are you ready for the implications?" Grandma Illax spoke up just as the laughter was dying down.

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"What do you mean, Grandma Illax?" Karsha asked, curiosity piqued.

"The Abyssal Maiden is not just a title; it comes with immense power and responsibility," Grandma Illax explained, her voice solemn.

"Lady Illo's transformation signifies that she has awakened an ancient and formidable power. This power will draw attention from forces both known and unknown, allies and enemies alike."

Karsha nodded, his expression thoughtful. "Grandma Illax, can you tell me more about who the Abyssal Maiden is? The little knowledge I have is unreliable," he asked.

"Who are you calling unreliable?" Elara pouted from within his soul sea, clearly miffed by his remark. Karsha smiled but didn't reply, letting her tantrum play out in the background.

"Just wait, I'll make you regret this," she huffed, but Karsha paid her no attention.

Grandma Illax began, "I don't know much, but from what I've gathered, the Abyssal Maiden is a power that rose to fame during the dark era. She was a powerful Darkness cultivator from a race known as the Grand Teneborn. They were a race of snakes said to originate from a powerful Naga race during the Primordial era.

"Nobody knew what happened or how it happened, but one day, their entire world was attacked. Overnight, they were all slain, leaving only one child alive. Nobody knew why they spared her, but when the world was discovered many years later, she was the only one living on it." Karsha's heart shook, and he subconsciously clenched his fist.

"Again, nobody knew how it happened, but after the world was discovered, many power-hungry individuals swarmed it, fighting for its resources. However, from the depths of the world, darkness rose and consumed the entire planet, killing millions in the blink of an eye." Grandma Illax paused, looking at Lady Illo, whose eyes were teary.

"The child, now grown, had awakened a power so immense that it reshaped her destiny. She became the Abyssal Maiden, a figure of both awe and terror. Her control over darkness was unparalleled, and her mere presence could instill fear in the hearts of the bravest warriors. Her legend spread far and wide, and she became a symbol of destruction and rebirth, feared and revered in equal measure."

"She rose from the depths of darkness and from there she started to ascend. What followed was her darkness, a darkness that consumed her whole and made her the very essence of malevolence," Grandma Illax continued, her voice tinged with a mix of reverence and sadness.

Lady Illo, sitting nearby, suddenly let out an angry roar, a sound filled with pain and sorrow. The room fell silent, everyone turning to look at her.

Her eyes were blazing with an intense mix of emotions, reflecting the struggle within. Suddenly, An icy presence erupted from within her, filling the room with dread.

"It seems she hasn't recovered her memories yet, but she can feel her pain. This is bad," Elara said, her tone laced with urgency from within Karsha's soul space.

"Sister, what do you mean?" Karsha asked, his curiosity piqued and concern evident.

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"I do," Karsha replied, not attempting to hide his own suspicions.

"Then know this: the title or the innate body of the Abyssal Maiden is unique to only one person—a pure-hearted child burdened with the pain of an entire race. Although saying this may invoke some form of karma, this is urgent, so I will. I am sorry, Karsha, but I might just add to your karma by saying this, and it might even hurt your destiny."

Karsha's brow furrowed. "What are you trying to say, Elara?"

"That lady is the reincarnation of the original Abyssal Maiden," Elara explained, her voice steady despite the gravity of her words.

"Her pain and her hatred are all returning to her. This process is dangerous because if her pain comes back too quickly, it could overwhelm her and cause immense suffering."

"The Chaos era is the third era after the Primordial era," Elara began, her voice filled with a mix of reverence and caution.

"You don't have to know all the details now, but understand this: the dark power that consumed that era was the Abyssal Maiden. She was a force of pure malevolence, leaving countless races in ruins and bathing the world in blood. Many hated her and feared her, but there was only one person who loved her."

Elara paused, her gaze locking onto Karsha with concern. "I think you have already come in contact with the Mask of Malevolence and know what happened to Zagorath," she said.

Karsha's eyes widened in realization. "You don't mean—"

"Yes," Elara interrupted, her tone grave. "Zagorath encountered her in the abyss, and that encounter changed him forever."

Karsha's heart shook at the revelation. He wanted to ask more, his mind racing with questions, but Elara shook her head, signaling that now was not the time for further inquiries.

Elara continued, her voice softening.

"The Abyssal Maiden's power is tied to immense pain and suffering. Her actions during the Dark Era were driven by that pain, and it consumed her completely. Zagorath's transformation is a testament to the overwhelming darkness she wielded."

Karsha's thoughts raced as he processed the information. The connection between Lady Illo and the Abyssal Maiden suddenly felt even more significant. "So, what does this mean for Lady Illo?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Elara sighed. "It means that her journey will be fraught with challenges. The darkness within her is not just a power; it's a legacy of pain and malevolence. She will need to confront and overcome it, or risk being consumed by it."

Karsha's heart started to race as he absorbed Elara's words. Something had to be done. Elara watched his expression with concern, knowing that what she was about to reveal was something that shouldn't be said—at least not yet.

But she felt compelled to share it, or she wouldn't be at ease. 'I'm sorry, Karsha,' she thought inwardly, her fist clenched behind her.

'I made you a promise, but I will be breaking it. I don't know how you'll feel once you discover this, but I'm willing to sacrifice myself to appease your anger when you do.' She looked at Karsha and continued.