A few moments ago, when Dairadel and Alex(Clone) were sitted on the roof, Dairadel turned to Alex and asked "Hey, Alex. Do you mind going back to one of the cities of Rebellion and finding Saturna? I have a bad feeling about something.", Alex looked at him "Bad feeling? Why? She's strong. I think she can hold her own and win.". Dairadel replied "Yeah, I've never had a doubt in my mind that Saturna would ever fail a mission, talk less of dying. But still, I can't feel unworried about my wife at a time like this.", Alex looked at him for a while before getting up "Yeah, you're right. I've spent my whole life training and fighting, I know how it feels like to be worried about a comrade.". He stood up and walked to the edge of the roof "I'll go find her. I'm good at memorising and tracking people's energy signatures, so it would be easy.", he gathered energy into his feet and flew off like a jet. Dairadel was all by himself "Thank you.". Now, at current time, Thelmalot was In disbelief as too how her dragon heads were easily destroyed by the reflection of her attack. She stood in air, her arms and legs spread apart as she asked herself "How? Where did that come from? How was this man able to make light of my ability so casually?". Saturna was also shocked as well "Huh?", she blinked, her flow of time had seemed to have slowed down as Alex appeared beside her, attempting to shoot forward. He said to her "Queen Saturna. Don't worry, I've got it from here.", he blasted forward like the streak of light he was at the moment. Thelmalot's shock slowly started to turn into rage "How dare you. HOW DARE YOU MAKE LIGHT ABOUT ME!!", giant dragon heads shot out from her body, each one flying towards Alex at alarming speeds. Alex smirked "Hm. A little exercise would be nice.", he flew at top speed while dodging the dragon heads that had tried to kill him with a clap of their jaws. Alex didn't just fly and weave, he was able to cut through them with the unprepared blade of death he had created. As if that wasn't enough, he was also running untop of them to get a better hold of himself, while still slicing the dragons into pieces after using them as stepping stools. Thelmalot was in complete shock and fear, she couldn't understand how someone would be able to easily take out her strongest attacks "What's going on? Why is he so fast. Further more.... why does he scare me?!", to Thelmalot, Alex was just a demonic entity given shape. Thelmalot had gotten frustrated "I can't sense Dremalock's presence anymore.", she yelled out with her arms spread out "YOU KILLED HIM!", more dragons shot out her body, but in a more grotesque manner. The dragons looked more terrifying, their bones, muscles and skeletal structure sticking out of her. Thelmalot had focused more on killing her enemy rather than giving her attacks the perfection they needed "YOU!!". Alex on the other hand wasn't fazed, if anything, it was like as if the flurry of dragon heads that he was dodging were nothing more than obstacle courses. Alex was having fun while cutting through them "HAHAH! YOU REALLY ARE FUN!", Thelmalot's rage shot out of her uncontrollably "AAAAAAAA!", she yelled as more dragons shot out of her body like spikes, each one being evenly grotesque. Alex smirked fiendishly and then used his unprepared blade of death to send out a slash that cut through the dragons and Thelmalot's chest in an instant. Thelmalot was in shock "HUH? But.... HOW?! Didn't I just throw everything i had at this guy? So how is he still charging at me? Why....?", she muttered in fear "What the hell is wrong with you? Dont you understand how dangerous i am?". Alex had fully manifested his blade of death into his hand. After it had taken shape, it's hilt had started turning into actual metal, Alex had noticed this, but couldn't react to it due to his excitement. The reason for the solidification was because Alex had wanted to create a blade of death similar to his sword of destruction, the sword Diablo had given him in his fight against Zodia. A sword that had the ability to erase things and even their concept, Alex wanted to create something like that without depending on his divine powers. Hence the blade of death he was creating. Thelmalot was in fear "NO! NO! NO!", she shot out more dragon heads to stop Alex from reaching her. But just like before, Alex had just kept dodging everything as he flew like an arrow straight for her. Alex had a grin on his face, he was so excited on testing out the new variant of his blade of death. Seeing no signs of stopping him, Thelmalot yelled out "GET AWAY FROM MEEEE!", her hands were stretched forward as a signal to stop. Alex cocked back the hand he used to create the blade of death "Blade Of Death...", Thelmalot kept screaming "DONT KILL ME!". "LAW!", Alex finished the chant and stabbed through Thelmalot with it. The effect of that stab caused the space and reality around them to distort for a split nano second before Thelmalot screamed in pain as she exploded "AAAAAAA!", the explosion itself was something everyone could see, even the hydra army were caught off guard and attracted by it. Dairadel who stood on the roof of his castle, didn't break his posture at all even when he saw a distant light of white and red that was as a result to Alex's blade of death "Once again, thank you. Alex Starion.". Alex had finished his objectives of killing Thelmalot and saving Saturna. He smirked before his eyes glanced downwards, noticing a part of Thelmalot's face that had not fully been incinerated while they were in air. The part of her face contained her eyes and a part of her mouth. Thelmalot was crying "Why? Why was it that the people who took it all from us were the one's who won?", Alex said to her in a cold but more empathetic manner "I'm very sorry it ended like this. I understand the reasons for the war you've waged. I really wish you had a better outcome than this.". That part of Thelmalot's body that had remained had started to cry before fading away. Xalvagon on the other hand jammed his fist to the left arm of his throne "DAMN IT!", he exclaimed "THELMALOT....!", he grieved in pain as he covered his face with his left palm. His eye from his side profile was black, and his pupil was purple "She's dead! Thelmalot is dead! Why?! How?! DairadEEEL!".
END OF CHAPTER.