The Poison Cultist 1

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"Dualt!" Vladimir's voice echoed through the sky, carrying a tone of urgency and warning.

*Hua*

Dualt's senses snapped to attention as he swiftly assessed the situation. Vladimir's sudden call meant trouble, and he wasted no time in reacting. With a fluid motion, he unleashed a barrage of sword lights towards the celestial assailant.

*Cen-cen-cen-Ceng*

The clash between Dualt's swords and the celestial's weapon erupted with a force that reverberated through the heavens. Their clash was not merely a clash of physical weapons, but also a clash of wills, each combatant fighting for their own beliefs and goals.

"Daneel has received a destiny, with 596 spirits imbued in it. Are you sure you want to con-"

"Yes, I'm sure," Dualt's voice cut through the tension, his determination unwavering as he continued to press forward, relentless in his pursuit of victory.

*Bomm! Ceng!*

The impact of their weapons colliding sent shockwaves rippling across the battlefield, causing even the most seasoned warriors to pause and take notice.

"You are not leaving here alive," the celestial's voice boomed with rage, his aura pulsating with dark energy as he summoned forth a poisonous world to engulf Dualt.

"World of Poison."

*Ceeng!*

Dualt's blade sliced through the toxic miasma with precision and skill, a testament to his mastery of combat and his unwavering resolve in the face of adversity.

"You shan't lay your dirty hands on another celestial," the celestial's fury was palpable, his eyes burning with righteous indignation as he launched into a frenzied assault.

"Poison Frenzy."

*Hua hua hua*

The onslaught of venomous attacks came at Dualt from all directions, each strike laced with deadly intent and malevolent energy.

*Boom!*

Dualt met the celestial's onslaught head-on, his own blade flashing with deadly precision as he countered each attack with skill and determination.

"Let's fight," Dualt's grin was equal parts defiance and madness, a reflection of his unyielding spirit and unrelenting drive to emerge victorious.

"Die!" The celestial's voice echoed with malice, his aura pulsating with a dark, poisonous energy that threatened to consume everything in its path.

"Eternal cultivation of poison." The air crackled with malevolence as hundreds of venomous snakes slithered forth, their hissing cries echoing across the battlefield as they sought to strike down their prey.

"An Eternal Scroll... A shock. But not something I can't handle," Dualt's voice remained steady, his resolve unbroken as he prepared to face this new threat head-on.

"Just who are you?"

*Huuu*

Poison Celestial drew in a deep breath, his gaze unwavering as he prepared to unleash his full power upon Dualt.

*Hua*

"You may not know who I am, but I know who you are, darn Heavenly Slayer. I remember how you killed my mother, Layla Sea-Colour. I, Zenith Sea-Colour, am here to exact revenge." The celestial's words were filled with venom and hatred, each syllable dripping with malice and contempt.

"I had been buying time, holding up, waiting for the right time to release my true cultivation level. I am a Celestial Realm, stage four..." With a mighty roar, the celestial unleashed his full power, a tidal wave of energy crashing down upon Dualt with unrelenting force, threatening to overwhelm him completely.

As Dualt struggled to withstand the celestial's onslaught, he knew that this battle would be like none he had ever faced before. But even in the face of overwhelming odds, he remained undaunted, his spirit unbroken as he prepared to fight for his life and the lives of those he held dear.

‡Zenith's P.O.V‡

Millions of years ago...

In a vast palace on the planet named Cevia, I, a purple-skinned child, ran through the grand halls, playing with my companions.

"Ha... Got you," a younger Eloise exclaimed as she caught me by the neck, playfully.

"Why am I always the first one you catch?" I grumbled, feigning disappointment.

"Don't worry, help me find the others," Eloise said, her wings fluttering with excitement.

Mina, a young elven fairy, hid behind a table large enough to conceal her petite frame. I could hear her heartbeat quickening as she held her breath, activating the racial camouflage trait of the elven fairies to blend into her surroundings.

"Gotcha!" I exclaimed triumphantly, pointing to a part of the table.

"What? How?" Zion, a Great Camouflage Orc, emerged from the disguised section of the table, sighing in defeat.

"Because I'm cool," I grinned, enjoying my victory before asking, "Have you seen the others?"

"Mina is right over there," Zion replied, immediately giving away Mina's location.

"Hey, no fair!" Mina protested, emerging from her hiding spot and pouting at Zion.

"Well, life isn't fair," Zion retorted, attempting to imitate my earlier moment of victory.

"Found one," Eloise called out, dragging a young Graphorn with her. "Just one more to go."

"Lisa!" we exclaimed with mischievous grins, thinking of our final target.

We searched fruitlessly for a while, our desperation growing as we failed to find Lisa. Eventually, we gave up and called out with looks of frustration, the kind one has while playing hide and seek and struggling to find the last person.

"Good, I was getting bored," a Swooping Evil detached itself from Gu Bai, the Graphorn.

"Argh!" Gu Bai cried out in fear.

"Haha~haha~haha~haha~haha," we laughed uproariously, unable to contain our amusement.

"So, it's true that your enemies are closer than you think..."

In a part of the palace reserved for the Queen, my mother, and her guests—the rulers of various planets and parents of my playmates—discussion turned to matters of war.

"Layla, the last time I saw you, I felt drowned, but now I feel as if the heavens are calling to me," Elov, Eloise's father, complimented my mother.

"Oh, stop the flattery. I called you all here to request aid in the war against the Heavenly Slayer horde," my mother stated bluntly.

"I would give my entire life to aid you," Gu Yan declared with unwavering determination.

"What about the rest of you?" Mother inquired, turning to the other rulers present.

"I'm in," Elov responded, slightly pained that Gu Yan beat him to the offer.

"I shall slay slayers with fervor," Sir Rahnorak, a Nord, proclaimed with bloodlust in his eyes.

"I'll destroy hundreds," Dame Flora Night-Sha added, her expression fierce and determined.

"I'll put them into eternal slumber," Dreamlord Asta declared, his rage evident on his face.

"I'm in," Eli, a calm man in scholar robes, nodded.

"What's in it for me?" a succubus woman, exuding seductive charm, asked with a grin.

"You dirty slut," Mother retorted in disgust, refusing to even look at the succubus.

"Slut or not, I'm the most powerful figure here," the succubus countered confidently.

"You unruly succubus," Elov spat in disgust.

"Tell that to Yang Sexual Scriptures," the succubus retorted, rising from her throne as if ready to leave.

"Forty virgin men and women," she demanded with a smirk.

"Forty each," the succubus pushed, testing Mother's limits.

"Fine!" Mother roared in frustration, begrudgingly agreeing to the succubus's demands.

"Knew we could sort this out like adults," the succubus smiled at Mother.

"Disgusting," the rulers muttered under their breath, their disdain evident despite their need to cooperate.

Bam.

The door banged open, and the gods turned to see what was happening.

"Gods, there is an emergency," a guard bowed before the assembled leaders.

"Speak," Mother commanded, her gaze piercing.

"The young prince has been captured by Demon Gods," the guard announced, trembling in fear.

"What?!" Tianti Nengliang erupted from behind Mother, her eyes blazing with fury and her killing aura palpable, shaking the entire Sea-Colour Star System.

"Heads are going to roll," Mother declared, her voice filled with rage.

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