Paragon of Death-Chapter 279 - : A thosuand years later

279 Chapter 278: A thosuand years later

Damon stood there gazing at the kid coldly for a moment before returning to his original position with an indifferent look in his eyes.

“Your curiosity brought me back, I guess it’s only fair I satisfy it. That way we can work together properly” Damon said those words while shaking his head, making it seem as if he was trying to convince himself and not the kid.

With a casual wave of his hand, thousands of images appeared as his entire life was played before the child so fast yet he seemed to understand everything instantly.

It felt like the knowledge he has been seeking was embedded into his mind and a vision was revealed.

“I am Damon Ross, God of death and destruction. The one your people fear so much. It may sound crazy now but I may be the embodiment of greed but I have never betrayed anyone for power. I only did what was necessary to survive. Who would have thought I would have failed to eradicate the Beyond and his clowns with my final attack” Damon said with clenched fists.

He couldn’t explain why the world was lacking mana but it definitely was not a good thing. Right now he was like a husk, a deity with no substance to back it up. He could seem all-powerful and extremely useless at the same time.

“So that’s what happened…” Cecile’s eyes flashed with understanding but there was still a sliver of doubt in his eyes.

He has seen the accounts from both sides and now he needs time to digest the information needed before he can decide on this being living within his head.

The fact that the kid bore no hostility toward him, considering the brainwashing this generation has gone through in the hands of the beyond and his forces.

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“Since the world is not what It was before, how do you plan to regain your strength or is this the end?” Cecile asked casually as he too finally understood what Damon meant by the world lacks mana.

After seeing what the world looked like in the past, he finally realized why Damon kept saying all those things when he took control of his body.

“Over? If death cannot hold me then this is no different. As soon as I am able to find out what happened to the world’s mana source, I will be able to set things right back on track” Damon said with a cold look in his eyes. ƒr𝒆𝑒𝔀e𝒃𝚗𝒐𝘃𝐞𝑙. c𝗼m

If not for his condition he wouldn’t entertain a conversation with a brat who hasn’t lived for up to twenty years.

“What if it’s just like you all feared the God’s vein dried up and this is the outcome” Cecile argues but Damon leaned back and shook his head.

“No, I can still feel my connection to the world. I can hear it cry to me for help. The mana or resources haven’t been depleted, instead, I believe something is blocking it or hoarding it…. Even if the Beyond somehow managed to survive my final attack. He, the cosmic spirits, and the old gods were all badly hurt. It seemed they diverter resources in a bid to strengthen themselves and recover from the injuries I dished out. Heh! Even after a thousand years, you all have failed to recover? Weaklings!” Damon snorted disdainfully and his hatred for these beings was portrayed.

Cecile pondered on a lot and even considered why Damon would show him all of this. If he is really such a powerful deity he can easily take over this body.

“It’s because I need a shield first before becoming a sword again. I need someone who will explore this world while I sit back in the background and analyze. In exchange for your services, you have the God of death and destruction as your ally. Even in a world without magic, there is a lot I can do and the first and most important thing is keeping you and your family safe” Damon said calmly as he used the family as a means of lowering Cecile’s guards.

If the kid rejected his offer he would be forced to expel Cecile’s consciousness from his soul before replacing it with his own.

“Sure, why not?” Cecile’s response came so fast that even Damon raised an eyebrow especially since it was extremely casual.

But Damon understood why….

The boy had immense curiosity and this was one of the reasons why he didn’t mind. He wanted to see the squabble of the gods play out right before his eyes. He wanted to see what life with someone like Damon would be like.

Finally, the greed within his heart was still there. A deep part of him hoped he would be rewarded with the powers of the dark side or something supernatural.

While the boy was little his greed was immense, and that was why he was able to pull Damon back. All his previous worshipers just prayed to him, giving out the power of fate to a dead deity and thinking he would revive when all he needed was for someone to direct what he represents to him.

Greed…

The kid had potential when judged on his mental fortitude. He has greed but also control. If he had played with the symbols last night, he would have triggered something which may grant him power which he desperately wanted but for some reason, he stopped.

Damon has never been against evil. In fact, to reach where he is, he came here with the intention of becoming the greatest evil. But one whose blades are directed at those that need to be cut down. He could differentiate friends and foes and that was the same with this kid.

Huff!

Damon pushed those thoughts aside as a new matter crossed his mind. He has already speculated everything he knew about so far and guessed the reason for the mana scarcity is because it is being hoarded by his injured enemies. This was the only way they can recover in a short time