Eternal Cultivation of Alchemy Chapter 2827: The Red Death

Chapter 2827: The Red Death

‘Shit, shit, shit!’

Alex began panicking the mont they all prepared for battle. It wasn’t even going to be a battle, really. They were just going to kill her.

Alex couldn’t let them do that. Not to her. Not to his one ticket out of Hell.

He had to do sothing.

With everyone focused on Death, there wasn’t much focus on Alex, so he could move with so minor restriction. He imdiately brought out his sword and began swinging his attacks.

The sword he used was terrible for this fight. He couldn’t use any of his skills through it, only his Sword Intent. The only reason he had been using this sword right now was because he had hoped Death couldn’t break it due to its toughness.

However, that was only for Death. Against these people, toughness didn’t matter as much as usability did. And for that, the sword was terrible.

Still, Alex did not have the ti nor the opportunity to bring out another sword, so he was stuck with it.

His sword slashes caught a few eyes and a few fighters split from the array to block his attack.

Truth was, Alex didn’t want to fight these people. Of all the people he had ever been up against, these were perhaps the ones that most deserved to do what they were doing.

Death had been a nace in their lives for the past 60 thousand years, killing people left and right all around Hell. They wanted to put an end to that, and sohow, Alex found himself opposing them.

He didn’t like that, but there was nothing he could do.

Death was his ticket out of Hell, after all.

Alex attempted to attack again, but the formation from the start—the one that made his mind dull, unable to control his body—landed on him once again. His hands quivered, nearly letting go of the sword he held.

But the formation on him was too weak to fully stop him from doing anything. Their main focus had to be on Death, after all, given her incredible prowess. They could not take their focus away from Death.

Alex turned his head upward, looking at the people who had brought out their weapons, ready to kill Death. Not a single person looked happy at that mont. Relieved maybe, but not happy.

Each person here had lost soone to her in the past. A relative, a friend, or maybe a family mber. They were going to get revenge for them.

Alex understood that, and yet, he was going to fight back.

‘I’m too weak,’ he thought. ‘I need more power.’

He had made the decision to never use this power again until it was fully usable. But with the current circumstances, he had no choice.

Alex let the Devil out.

Badum-dum! Badum! Badum-badum! Badum-dum!

His ears were suddenly a war drum, his heart the drumr. He heard the beat of his heart through those drums.

The changes ca next.

A cloudiness surrounded his mind, the pain that ca along not comparable to what he was feeling already. His body changed as well, elongating, his fingers becoming longer and sharper at the end.

He felt the itch on either side of his head, on either side of his shoulders, and at the base of his spine.

He ignored those, focusing solely on his task at hand. Once the Blood Devil ca out, Alex prepared to fight.

“What the hell is that?”

“Sect leader, look.”

“I’ve never seen such a thing before.”

Blood poured out of Alex’s body, turning into his Blood Armor.

“Sect master!” a long-nosed man at the back suddenly shouted. “That’s him. That’s the guy who we were bringing over. The one that got all of us killed. The one who stole our Elixir.”

“He’s the Red Death.”

Alex looked at the man who spoke, recognizing him from the ship that was carrying him. He was the only one who had survived in that accident.

Alex felt a hatred for him like he never had before. He wanted nothing more than to kill that man. And so, he attacked.

Alex’s sword slash reached the man, carrying with it his Sword Aura and his Blood Aura. It was weakened when moving beyond him, but it was still a decently strong attack.

But soone stepped forward and quickly struck the attack away with their weapon. The elders of the Endless Night sect were not weak by any asure.

A small group split from the main group and ca for Alex. Alex fought back, swinging his sword in every direction. He could swing it without thought and he would likely hit soone given how many of them were surrounding him.

“I was right!”

Alex heard the voice of the sa man he wanted to kill.

“I said he was the one who attacked all of us and killed everyone but . He can control Death. He must’ve called her back then. Sect master, he is responsible for killing so many of our people.”

The sect master frowned. There was conflicting information here. If this was the sa guy that they had captured back then, then he had very reliable information that Death had in fact killed him.

And yet he was still fine, alive and well. And Death was following him, like she listened to him sohow.

‘What’s the truth?’ he wondered.

The rest of the elders didn’t need to think as much. A few of them had lost their family and friends in that attack, so they were more than happy to paint Alex as the villain.

He looked the part already anyway.

The group’s combined assault got stronger, and Alex struggled to keep up. Even with his Divine-strength Blood Aura and his near Divine-strength Sword Intent, he was struggling against this group of fighters.

He managed to get a few hits in, cut a few arms off. But he could not kill the one he wanted to kill.

And he so very much wanted to kill that one man.