The Rise of the Black Plain

Chapter 2780  Sacrifice Crystal

Minos made his undead advance, standing where he was, while he watched the enemy also send out the undead and guardians.

Hell's guardians could fight each other. They only recognized their master and their master's superiors, so even if the other side was a Devil, they would fight for their master.

However, this loyalty only lasted until the death of these members of Hell. The moment one in the position of competitor for the Throne of Hell died, their guardians and all possessions became ownerless. From then on, one could claim the right to sovereignty of these areas and underlings through a challenge called Soul Bleed.

Minos saw his undead of the same level as him advance against his opponent's stronger and more numerous undead, looking at the defiant and powerful gaze of the level 121 enemy.

Astrirun was not an opponent like several of the opponents of similar levels that Minos had faced in Uzira. Here in Hell, Minos was limited by various restrictions, while the enemy was better adapted to the area.

But Minos relied on his own innate ability, using his opponents' souls to induce the weakening of the enemy and the strengthening of his own group.

His warriors grew stronger, even though they were still outnumbered. But by showing stronger cultivations and the opponents, weaker levels, the undead and Hell guardians advanced with force, destroying Astrirun's first minions.

The enemy knew everything about his own territory, but he didn't know everything about Minos. Seeing his opponent's innate skill caught his eye. He glared even harder at Minos before moving with his weapon in hand.

Astrirun's horse raced towards Minos as the rider prepared for a single blow to knock the invader from his domain.

Minos saw the trail of darkness left by the dark horse's footsteps and prepared himself for the attack. But as he brought his arm into position to summon a sword, he remembered he couldn't use his abilities.

Using the crown, he formed a black weapon in the shape of a sword, which he enriched with his energy.

Minos ran at the man riding towards him, failing to steal the cultivation of this opponent, who seemed strong enough to protect himself from his ability.

'Unfortunately for you, you're not the only one with cultivation here and I can use my skill on artificial energy reservoirs.'

Minos grew stronger, surpassing level 118 and reaching level 119.

He was still weaker than Astrirun, but at that moment, his spiritual foundation reached the level needed to make the man on horseback regret attacking with everything and leaving his vassals aside.

As he felt his own aura weakening, the man on the horse felt the enemy grow even stronger as he attacked him with a black sword, even bigger than his weapon.

He opened his eyes wide as he did the only thing left in front of him. Attack Minos equally!

The two men's weapons made contact, for a second making both sides feel each other's strength, stopping the fight that was becoming more and more favorable to Minos.

Even without his many skills, Minos had a much stronger soul than his competitors at the same level. Even at a weaker level, he advanced against the enemy and showed more strength by forcing his opponent's weapon against Astrirun.

Astrirun paled, losing much of his color as it became even more contrasting with the black parts around his body. But he didn't have time to voice his troubled thoughts when he felt the edge of Minos' weapon.

The black sword created with the infernal crown cut through Astrirun's chest and abdomen, forcing the man in the opposite direction, while his horse lost its head, cut off by Minos' swift and powerful movement.

Astrirun's main Hell Guardian fell to the ground, losing its essence, while the man felt his back hit the ground.

Minos didn't stop to give his enemy time. As soon as he landed back on the ground, already seeing how Astrirun's undead were coming to the man's aid, he himself moved to stop these creatures from getting in his way.

With the crown of darkness vibrating on his head, black blades formed around him as he threw them as if they were darts. As he did so, he moved against the enemy lying on the ground in agony.

After taking down half of the remaining enemy undead in the area and being on the threshold of reaching Astrirun, Minos sensed something and took a step back.

In the place where he would have been if he hadn't stepped back, a glowing crystal appeared, which he knew well would generate an instant later.

'Sacrifice Crystal, huh?'

When someone sacrificed themselves, they formed one of those crystals with an absurd concentration of laws and energy, the one responsible for making the power of sacrifice so strong. This crystal originated in Hell and every living being had one of them connected to their soul. If someone used it, they would die along with their crystal because its unique and unmistakable essence, the Sacrifice Crystal, would be exploded along with the sacrifice.

Minos was well aware of the history of sacrifice and its potential. This fight was won, but the risks for him were not over.

'Your bad luck is thinking that I'm 100% limited by Hell's natural effects.' Minos jumped backwards, going through a completely black hole and reappearing hundreds of meters away.

The enemy who had initiated the sacrifice saw this and almost didn't believe it.

However, just because Minos couldn't use his other powers didn't mean that he had forgotten everything he had learned. By using the crown and his understanding, Minos could sense things, counterbalance gravity, and even escape in such a way.

He couldn't make use of the abilities behind these phenomena, but on some scale, his soul wouldn't lose these basic characteristics completely.

Astrirun could only scream in hatred as he saw his enemy out of range of the detonation of his Sacrifice Crystal.

Then, amid the defeated side's regret, Minos watched as that guy's powers detonated, an explosion capable of destroying an entire planet, but which didn't reach anyone more than a few dozen meters away in this place. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The sacrifice of a level 121 Supreme was incredible. But it couldn't compare to a dimension that could give birth to even a legendary Absolute cultivators!