The Rise of the Black Plain

When Minos made up his mind, he released all his killing intent as he directed his energies to the dark tattoo surrounded by a circumference on his forehead.

As he did so, his surroundings became a bit eerie, entering into the frequency of the dark energy of the area, beginning to connect with the mist around at different points of the cliff.

Along with this, the curse looked at Minos and noticed that this young man was not as dumb as some people who had come to this place in the past.

The Inheritance of the God of Death was available to anyone who committed an atrocity similar to annihilating an entire city. That could be verified either by performing such an act in the vicinity of this place or through the killing intent released within the radius of this inheritance.

So, from time to time, some individuals with Minos' backgrounds would appear. Over time many people have passed through this place. But the vast majority of them were total imbeciles. Many did not even know what he was and thus made the mistake of thinking they would just have to defeat a mere level 70 Spiritual Saint.

They thought that by fighting usually, they would complete this inheritance!

Some were even stronger than Minos. But facing it without knowing what it was or even trying to use the God of Death in any way was foolishness that had led all of them to death.

Some had even realized when it was too late that the God of Death had created an alternative to test their possible heirs. But still, they all failed in the end.

"You're not so bad, kid. But your level is shallow. What can you do at level 62 and your age? Your killing intent shouldn't be..." It stopped what it was saying, and its face contorted.

"What? How is that possible?" It felt like a sea of souls circling Minos' body while his shadow looked like a dark ocean, charged to the point that it seemed about to explode.

The killing intent had levels, after all.

Precisely because of this, it noted that Minos could already be considered a great killer who would not lose out by much to some genocidaires at the time.

Hell, its creator had exterminated the Ancient Folk. Still, even such an individual had not killed as many people as Minos seemed to have done!

So this curse could not help but be surprised, sensing that Minos would give him some trouble.

"Damn it!" He immediately picked up the shovel on the ground and caused the curse to go into battle mode, causing that area to vibrate and the sky to become even more orange.

Along with that, red energy streams emerged from the ground and flew toward Minos, along with the appearance of giant hands descending above him, but also vertically from various angles.

The tattoo on his forehead then glowed along with the symbol on the vertical tomb in that area, finally causing the black mist around him to transform into a sizeable semi-transparent sphere.

Along with this, the surroundings seemed to tremble, as if the curse was attacking Minos' killing intent and such a thing was counteracting it.

But just as Minos' killing intent was slowly taking over the space of the curse, the tomb's lid exploded, and a dark weapon appeared, flying toward one of this young man's hands.

The curse became much more severe when this happened, seeing that things had changed level completely.

On the other hand, Minos picked up the huge black trident that continuously released a dark mist from every part of it. Such a thing was bigger than him, weighty, but filled with deadly sharp energy, the most negative this young man had ever seen.

'This guy was a demon indeed!' He was struck by the chilling sensation of that thing, which had a murderous intent of its own stronger than anything Henricus Longus had ever seen in his lifetime.

Killing intent could be passed on to items. That was not an easy process to do, but some artifacts used a lot by their owners could gain some attributes as they were used over time.

Obviously, this only happened with high-level items that their owners had used for several millennia.

But such a thing was possible, and weapons could carry a lot of power depending on their origins!

Minos understood what this was for and immediately used all his strength to hold the trident of the God of Death.

As he did so, the circumference of his forehead glowed, and unique energy covered Minos' body and the trident, causing the thing to glow intensely.

When this happened, a dark silhouette appeared behind Minos, looking like a three-dimensional shadow, which also held a trident of shadows.

With that, as the curse attacks intensified, such a thing moved, beginning to dance. At the same time, Minos felt his energies being sucked away at an alarming rate.

'The Three Moves of Death!' He felt it appear in his mind as the shadow made a dash with its trident, sending several blows of dark energy against the enemy attacks.

Then the shadow made the second move, causing a sea of darkness to spread through the red of the surroundings as creatures of the shadows emerged from the ground.

"Damn you!"

"Bastard, will you use the bodies in the area?" That being shouted as it realized that the shadows had taken the skeletons of the dead in the area, quickly creating a small army.

Before that army even had a chance to fight actively, the shadow behind Minos grew along with the trident, becoming as large as the cliff itself.

After growing so large, the shadow made a blow with the trident, directing such an attack against that curse.

Vuup!

Furious winds spread in the surroundings, together with the appearance of dark clouds and even small black lightning bolts.

Along with this, Minos' enemy finally realized that, for the first time in so long, it would not be able to finish its opponent.

'Damn it!' It forced its strength to intensify the curse's suppressive effect on the surroundings.

Unfortunately for this being, the Natural Law behind this curse was very similar to the one the God of Death had specialized in.

Because of this, because Minos had a stronger killing intent than it and had managed to summon the Devil's Trident, this being did not stand a chance!

In the blink of an eye, as it was attacked by the three blows of the shadow behind Minos, the consciousness of the curse was gone, but without screaming or showing any more intense feeling.

"Don't get cocky..."

"I'll be back..." It muttered in a shallow tone, but Minos heard it.

That curse could not be destroyed so easily, so, of course, Minos did not even for a moment think he could kill it.

Anyway, when he saw that thing disappearing, he sighed and fell to his knees on the ground, extremely exhausted, given the energy consumption of that weapon.

When he did that, the dark trident stopped letting black fog escape, and the surroundings began to return to normal, along with the disappearance of the three-dimensional shadow.

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