Poison God's Heritage

The strength difference was too much. As the rakshasa simply obliterated the weak walkers that came crawling out of the ground. But that didn’t mean that the Walkers were useless.

In a matter of fact, they would latch onto a Rakshasa so hard, that they wouldn’t let go even if their limbs are torn or their bodies are shredded.

They’d bite and break their teeth against the hard skin of the rakshasa, but they’d still use their entire power to latch on like a leech.

You can even see it, as one White Rakshasa was rushing forward, a couple hands came out of the ground and grabbed at its ankles, causing the rakshasa to trip a bit only to land into an area with even more hands.

The arms grabbed tight and drew the rakshasa deep into the ground into a spree of roaring and screaming. Never to be seen again.

The walkers began hunting for moving prey, considering anything that’s moving other than other Walkers as a prey was their sole driving factor.

They would go up in enormous numbers and start wrestling with the Rakshasas, while the latter never actively sought to kill the walkers.

As if they didn’t see them until they made contact with them…

Why? What was the reason for that the Rakshasa would simply run past the walkers toward the city walls and get obliterated. But they never attacked the Walkers until attacked first.

Something was different…

Soul, yes, the Walkers have no souls they’re dead, and if they have no souls they’re no different than puppets.

The assault on the twelve cities continued on, and my burning of ammo never stopped. I’ll probably have about three hours before I’m completely tapped out, and this fight looks like it’ll last for a very damn long time.

"Shen Bao!" I received via the bracelet. It was the Blue Sun who grabbed the wrist of the Dusking Sun to contact me.

"What is it?" I asked acting as if I was not concerned with the pile of shit hitting the fan right up my face.

"Do you require assistance? Seems like a massive force of Raksahsas decided to land at the Sea of Demons for the lack of a Sun stage cultivator protecting it," she said.

"Yeah, I can see that," I said as I displayed to them what was going on in the twelve cities of the mass shooting of monsters and constant explosions, "So what’s up?" I asked.

The look of surprise and absolute shock was obvious on the Blue Sun’s face.

"When the hell did you have time to build all this?" she question.

"I wish I had time to finish preparing, this is all rushed work. Regardless what do you need?" I asked.

"It’s the other way around! The red sun sent in a force of cultivators, did they arrive yet?" she asked.

"Oh, I see them they’re far in the distance, I don’t know they’re not helping at all they’re just watching what’s going on."

A wrathful exasperation emerged out of her mouth and then she sighed, "I’ll send in proper forces. I’ll also notify the red sun of the lack of discipline of his own forces. For them to not provide assistance and only watch is akin to treason!"

"Don’t worry about it, it’s not like I was going to allow strange force into my cities. If they want to help have them help outside the cities, I’ve fully locked down the twelve cities of the Sea of Demons. I’ll only open them in case of severe emergency," I replied.

"Good choice, regardless, I’ll send in ten thousand soldiers, is that enough?"

"That’s pretty helpful if I may say so, the people here helping are doing a good job but most of them are at the Void Stage," I said.

"I’ll send in relief forces as soon as possible, the Darkest Sun has already driven out a good portion of the enemy forces away from the skies of the Beyond. And the main forces of the Red Sun are about to engage in pursuit." She said.

"Oh, that’ll be great," I said.

"How long can your cities hold up?" the Dusking Sun asked as he joined the conversation.

"About three hours if the status remain the same, but after that I’ll be out of ammo and I don’t think I can handle these numbers."

"Three hours, we’ll try and figure out a solution before then. Please hold on, the forces of the Rakshasa didn’t expect the hard resistance so they’re retreating and gathering their forces. We’re worried that they might all switch their focus to the Sea of Demons to land in it."

"I don’t think they’ll do that," I said.

"Why not?" the Blue Sun asked.

"Because it’s raining here," I said as I looked at the constant rain.

"At the Sea of Demons? Impossible," she shook her head.

"Well, you better believe it, I guess the rakshasa fog had affected the trapped clouds in the sky and now they’re condensing. So I think the Sea of Demons might get filled again which is a pain in the ass for me, I don’t think fighting under water is possible for me. Too much friction, and poison isn’t good under the dilution of the sea waters." I sighed.

You could see the tension in the Blue Sun’s eyes as she realized the problems I was having but she simply said, "hold on tight, reinforcements will be with you soon."

"Good luck in your battles," I replied and hung up.

***

Back in the meeting room, the rest of the suns were all thinking of how to assist and help Shen Bao. Unlike the territory where they lived, the fortifications of the Suns and the aura they let out there made the Rakshasa think twice before invading them.

Shen Bao was simply a Void Shattering Cultivator and not any threat to them to use his land as a foothold.

If they allowed the Rakshasa to have a base of operation not only will it endanger the entire Sea of Demons it would also likely create the same catastrophe that happened in Solarous.

"I’ll personally go," the Dusking Sun said.

"You can’t, you’re too powerful, and you’ll end up destroying the entire region," the Flamboyant Sun said.

"I’ll hold back as much as possible," he said.

"I know you want to help Shen Bao," the Wisest Sun said, "But this is a trial for him, let him figure it out, we can send in forces but not too many for us to weaken our own lands and the safety of our people. I’ve known Shen Bao longer, and I know what he is capable of. The three hours deadline he gave wasn’t for the destruction of his cities, it was simply for his firepower to lower.

He can well survive for days if he has to. For now, let’s think of a way to assist the Darkest Sun in chasing the bulk of the Raksahsa away, and once that’s done we’ll go in and eradicate the rakshasa that are in the Sea of Demons."

"Then Who’s going up?" the Dusking Sun asked.

"No need," the Lording Sun who had his thumb and middle finger interlinked said as he opened his eyes.

"The Red Sun is rising," he said.

And it was just then, that a red glow so powerful and so bright emerged that it lit up the entierety of the beyond for a fraction of a second.

Looking through the screen that Shen Bao had provided to the Dusking Sun they saw what was going on.

The display showed the Red Sun moving forward, and behind him was a massive asura projection a god with three heads and ten hands, each carrying a massive city sized blade or weapon.

Ten chains were linked to the tips of the Red Sun’s fingers and each one was linked to one of the massive Assura’s arms.

The Red Sun slammed both hands together with so much force that the space itself rippeled and a wave of energy was transmitted through the chains and into the Asura’s arms.

The arms then began moving whenever the Red Sun moved any of his fingers.

Each of the weapons would strike down, the blades would come down creating a massive wave of blood and destruction that would cull and destroy the rakshasa, from white to noble with the same power and force.

The spears would pierce in a spiral blow, creating a vortex of force that would suck in the countless rakshasa and crush them to bloodied drops.

While the arrows shot endlessly and drums would beat creating rageful storms of red clouds and thunder.

The Red Sun laughed

And laughed and laughed some more

With each laugh the rakshasa were culled and eliminated

His eyes grew red and shined brighter as he appeared to the rakshasa as a god of slaughter incarnate.

It’s been so long since any of the Suns had the opportunity to use their full power simply because it would have destroyed the beyond. And so far away from it, they can unleash all the spells they had learned. And now the Red Sun is regaining his former sense of battle.

The Raksahsa who feared nothing and attacked everything were completely stupefied with the appearance of something like the Red Sun. He not only charged right into their forces but he also had a mad and hysterical air to him, giving the creeps to the nightmares that came to attack.

The Rakshasa who had no fear were now learning the notion as they saw themselves being slaughtered and destroyed by the droves without any of them ever being able to get an inch closer to the man in red.

The Red Sun is now showing the world the might of the Laughing Slaughterer.