Battle and Sex Is All A Primordial Fiend Needs

Chapter 493 Hot Heads

?"Ehh, please repeat what you just said, I want to make sure there is no mistake in what I heard."

"I said I want to kill God, and I need your help to track him down," Denise repeated not the least bit perturbed by Seth making her repeat her words.

"Denise, are you God?"

"No"

"Okay"

Seth's head stayed still for a while and then he nodded his head and while looking up at Denise spoke,

"From what you just said, I understand that you want to kill someone and I really don't care who it is, well maybe except if it is me, but the problem now is that you said you want to kill god. Can you please expatiate on that, what god are we talking about here."

"Hmmm" Denise hummed flipping her legs and bringing her right over her left and then she looked at Seth,

"By now you know that other than your world there are other worlds out there, both lower and higher, and that they number in up to thousands right."

"Urghh I knew about the existence of other worlds, but I wasn't aware that there were that many."

"Well, yes they are and these worlds are also separated into different realms.

The mortal, realm which is where the earth is, the immortal realm, the divine realm, the supreme realm, and then the holy realm, this being ranked in order of the strength of the beings that inhabit them.

Do you follow"

"Yes, but it's the supreme realm, why would it be below any other realm" Seth questioned, his thoughts going towards a particular supreme race but unfortunately for Seth, Denise knew his train of thought and paid his question no mind.

"Now Seth, all these worlds, realms, and living beings, how do you think they came to be," Denise questioned.

"Ehh someone created them" Seth answered, wondering where Denise was going.

"Exactly Seth, and that person is the one true God, the one you are going to help me find so I can kill."

When Denise had said that Seth was going to help her in her ambiSeth to kill a god, Seth hadn't been the least bit rattled by her words.

After being to the underworld and then meeting some power-hungry underworld god, Seth had figured the god Denise was referring to was probably some extremely powerful cultivator and had only truly been mostly curious about why his help was needed to track this fellow but now after hearing half of the story, he could only go silent and then look down and rest his head.

"You are Rose's mother aren't you," Seth said his words more of a statement than a question,

"What makes you say that," Denise asked, her voice filled with ridicule.

"Only an arrogant, prideful, egoistic and expectant mother like you would raise a person like her, without a doubt Alexia's mother had to be a lot easygoing and not so suicidal.

There is also the fact that you are actually quite comfortable in Rose's body, I doubt you who hold yourself in such high esteem would possess a body if it wasn't your daughter's." Seth said looking up at Denise daringly."

"True, but let's go back to the important topic here" Denise started but Seth cut her off.

"No, I've already heard about your crazy plan, now it's time I get my own answers. What realms are my women in, and what is my story with them."

"Crazy plan, are you refusing to help me."

Why would I effuse, as long as you help me, even if your plan is to kill me sometime later in the future, it won't stop me from helping you.

So now back to the issues of my women."

"If you're so desperate for information on them, then fine I'll give it to you, but not now, we have more important things to talk about," Denise said with a wave.

"Yes things like my women, that is what is important at the moment."

"Are you putting your interests above mine" Densie suddenly asked, an edge to her tone and the air around Seth going cold.

"Was there ever a time they were below yours" Seth answered, his expression one of genuine curiosity.

Seth and Denise were two very distinct beings from literally quite different worlds but sharing a few very bad Charteris tics, pride and arrogance just happening to be them.

There was Seth whose pride and arrogance were so high and ridiculous most times it crossed into the side of stupidity, and then there was Denise, a being of power, age and distinction whose arrogance had been forged over her years of superiority.

The air around Seth went cold and his heart rate practically rose up, his breathing became stiff and his eyes became watery while his entire body vibrated with goosebumps and the sensation of death, but in the end, none of these was able to make him a man who had already been buried in the ground look away from the firm gaze of the woman staring down at him.

Death heavily knocked on the doors screaming its impending arrival but Seth refused to back off not because he thought Denises needed him and wouldn't kill him but because he actually genuinely refused to succumb.

The transition from calm and collected to stupidly hot-headed was radical and very unreasonable, and unfortunately for Seth, Denise who would have normally taken a step back and understood his uncontrollable situation this time had decided that teaching Seth a lesson superseded her goals,

"Everyone else has had a taste of your death in one way or the other, perhaps it is time I also joined in the fun," Denise said as she looked down at Seth's unflinching gaze, enjoying the pain that showing on his face as he began heavily bleeding from all his orifices.

Without Seth even knowing it, he had seized breathing and his face was rapidly turning white but fortunately for him just before he could sail himself to death, the entity within him awoke and made itself well known.

Without Seth having any sort of control a powerful wave of energy burst out of him, moving with ruthless strength and travelling for a mile, but none of these concerned Seth as he suddenly found himself on a dark red sea with a thick blood-red shadow standing beside him and the familiar figure of Rose floating above them.

"Heh, lucky you, I was already planning to just kill this one and find a way to work with you when you next find a host."