Way of the Knights

Chapter 883: Blackwing’s Ascension

Raven wanted to laugh. He really does, unfortunately he can’t quite do that since it will ruin his stealth.

Still that doesn’t change the fact that what he just witnessed and heard was utterly hilarious.

He supposes that he had gotten quite lax when it comes to properly establishing his reputation amongst the others. Now that he had thought about it, that seems to actually be the case.

Perhaps it would’ve been for the best if other had seen a fraction of what he can do. Raven couldn’t remember, at the top of his head, if he head ever did this. Had he done so, maybe that would’ve been enough as a deterrent for fools like this one to abandon their delusional dreams.

Still, this is highly amusing.

‘But this doesn’t answer how the hell this Qlipoth appeared or managed to stay hidden.’ Raven mused to himself as he remained still.

By now, it is clear that Blackwing was behind this plot. What Raven wanted to know is how he did it.

While it would’ve been easier to just come out of hiding, apprehend this fool and scan his memories of how he did it, where’s the fun in that?

Raven’s bored alright. He so used to being a busybody that times where he’s free bores him way too much nowadays, so forgive him if he wanted to entertain himself by playing this fool like a fiddle for his laughable hubris.

Raven raised a brow as he felt another presence entering this place. He turned around and saw humanoid Abomination marching towards Blackwing with something in hand.

When the Abomination neared Blackwing, it knelt down and spoke, much to Raven’s surprise…

“My King…” the abomination greeted.

“Ah, Kos. You’ve returned. What is it?”

“I bring with me the last piece needed for the Ascension of the Qlipoth.” The Abomination named Kos, presented the item it was holding to Blackwing.

The unmistakable look of glee appeared on Blackwing’s face as he hurriedly claimed the item.

It was a rectangular stone tablet which looked ancient. It depicted several glyphs but they were too blurry to be deciphered. Still, Raven managed to recognize what that tablet is and now, everything makes sense to him.

“Ah! Another shard of the Everlasting Time!” Blackwing shuddered once again as if having an orgasm.

He clasped the stone tablet, holding it like it was the most important item he had ever held. His eyes then darted towards Kos then he walked towards him.

“You’ve done me great service, my child.” Blackwing smiled.

Then, he leaned down and lip-locked with the Abomination much to Raven’s disgust. It didn’t help that the two were sharing orgasmic moans throughout it.

“…my King.” Kos’ voice was filled with longing as they finished their little activity.

Blackwing smile sweetly at the thing and said: “Retreat for now, my child. I need to enter seclusion in preparation for my union with the Qlipoth. By then, I shall ascend as the one True God and sit at my rightful throne.”

“Wait for me, my child. For you have earned a rightful place by my side in my glorious path towards greatness.”

“I await you My King. You will succeed, I just know it.” Kos stood up and retreated from the chambers.

Raven shook his head and watched what Blackwing was planning to do next. Although he already have a vague expectation of what it’s going to be.

At this point, Raven already knew how he managed to nurture the Qlipoth this fast. Blackwing did it through the aid of the shards of the Everlasting Time.

Yes, time dilution doesn’t really help the Qlipoth grow faster. The Heavenly Law Order doesn’t allow it but with the help of the shards – something that’s considered as part the Heavenly Law Order itself back in the day, he managed to bypass this.

The shards of Everlasting Time as condensed essence of the Rivers of Time itself. From time to time, the Heavenly Law Order sheds them away to replace it with new ones, the old ones are sent down to the Divine Realm, appearing as stone tablets which, most of times, creates a zone where time is diluted.

Since the shards were once part of the Heavenly Law Order, they are valuable resources. Blackwing searched for these things, took them away and used them to device this plot. Still, this isn’t the only one he needs.

Aside from the shards, he needs sacrifices. Lots of them. Hence he found a relatively small corner of the Divine Realm, specifically targeting the lower planes where his might would be absolute and use mortal’s lives as sacrifice for the Qlipoth.

The faster it grows, the more voracious its appetite becomes. This is why the eradication of all life within the five lower planes was swift.

From what Raven could tell, it’s only a matter of time before this Qlipoth gave birth to an Absolute Evil – the King of the Abominations.

Although a new born King of the Abomination will be weak, it is considered as a Divine Being of Evil, therefore it is granted Divinity from the moment it was born.

Blackwing is banking on that. He said that he wanted to unite with the flesh of the new born King of the Underworld, devour its Divinity to claim it for himself, using it at as a shortcut towards power.

And with another shard of the Everlasting Time in his hand, Blackwing would certainly use it to expedite the birth of the King.

That’s precisely what he’s doing right now.

Through numerous rituals, Blackwing invoked the power of the shard over time and fused it with the Qlipoth’s core.

The changes were visible.

The bud that is located at the core, presumably where the King was incubating, started growing at a rapid pace. Its size doubled in a blink of eye and started producing a black light.

Blackwing retreated a couple of steps back and waited for the birth of the King.

Moments later, the sprout suddenly unfurled. With it, a strong fluctuation was released.

Raven had to fight the urge to not kill that thing straight away. This was an involuntary reflex brought on by his own alignment and his will. The Divinity of Evil is something so repulsive to him that his first thoughts were to snuff it out as soon as possible.

Blackwing on the other hand, was having another dry orgasm at the birth of the King. He gave it a moment, waiting until the black luster disappeared, before he approached the child left in there.

Raven watched as he cradled the child, Blackwing’s face looked gentle and kind but the trace of madness and glee was visible in his eyes.

Of course, just as everyone would suspect at this point, Blackwing did another ritual.

He swaddled the child im a cloth and placed it in an altar. Then he drew a massive sacrificial circle. He stood in the middle of it and started chanting words using the language of the dead.

A murky, crimson veil of light erupted from the ritual circle. The child suddenly started crying but its voice was nightmare inducing. The child floated from the altar, the cloth around it incinerated thoroughly.

Under the ritual’s influence, markings appear on the child’s body. Twisting lines of tattoos appeared on the child’s kin ultimately joining at its bellybutton.

At this point, Blackwing also stripped himself naked. Similar looking tattoos appeared on his body but instead of it converging at his bellybutton, they converged at his forehead.

“Come to me! My precious!!” Blackwing declared maniacally.

All of a sudden, the child sudden turned transparent. Within the child, a small pitch black crystal became visible. This crystal is the Divinity of Evil.

Blackwing beckoned and the child, along with the crystal, flew towards him. The child dissipated in to motes of black light which disappeared on his head, followed by the Divinity of Evil as well.

The moment of their fusion, Blackwing appeared to be visibly distraught and in pain. Still, a creepy and maniacal laughter escaped from his lips.

Slowly but surely, the tattoos were disappearing. They appeared to be crawling towards his forehead and being absorbed there.

Blackwing’s aura began climbing through the roof along with the increasing volume of his mad laughter.

His body started transforming. He grew long horns, a pair of bat-like wings, fangs and scales on his arms and legs along with a pointed tail. His voice morphed into something which sounded sinister and his eyes permanently turned crimson.

By the time his aura withdrew to his body and his laughter ceased, Blackwing fully assumed his position as the Divine Knight of Evil.

“Ah…!” Blackwing released yet another orgasmic sigh. “This is it…”

“This is what I’ve always wanted! Absolute power!! Hahahaha!”

“I did it! I’ve ascended! I have become a True God! Oh, how delightful!! I can never get enough of this sheer pleasure! The power coursing through my veins!! Ooohhhhh!!!”

Blackwing turned silent for a bit before he continued:

“It’s time.” He said, “It’s time to show everyone who truly is, the rightful God of All!”

“So…are you like, done? With your transformation and evil monologue?”

“You!!!”