Odyssey of the Blind God Chapter 472 Royal Blood

Chapter 472 Royal Blood

"What a rude brat…"
The voice was not loud but considering that it came after the young Elf clicked his tongue, it was evident that he wanted everyone to hear him.
The Guards standing next to the Royal Princess muffled their sighs, which were filled with frustration, and they maintained their professionalism.
Princess Evalyne looked over to the other guest and her expression soured, but she didn't say anything to make the Elf shut up.
"I don't think I've met you before. How about you introduce yourself first, instead of calling someone else rude?" Nial asked, sporting a kind expression on the outside.
On the inside, he was still calm as well. Nonetheless, he decided to focus a little bit more on the company of the Royal Princess rather than taking their meetings too lightly. Today's meeting seemed pretty tense, after all.
'Oh? A Nightshadow Elf with a very small Essence of Darkness…looks like I am meeting someone from the Nightshadow Elven's royalty…interesting…I guess.'
Nial was not exactly impressed by what he saw. The Nightshadow Elf was at the Keltia rank but he didn't feel much more pressure than he had sensed when facing the Keltia Heligav.
In the end, Nial still managed to defeat the Keltia Heligav, which meant that this youngster of the Nightshadow Elven's royalty was also someone he could defeat. It should even be easier than it had been against the Keltia Heligav because the small bunch of them became stronger!
"Do I really have to introduce myself to a peasant? Is the royalty of the Nightshadow Elven unknown to the likes of you? In that case, let me, the Great 7th Successor of the Nightshadow Elven's Emperium, tell you who you're talking to!" The Nightshadow Elven Royal thundered while rising from the chair.
It felt like he expected someone to applaud, but nobody, not even the young Elf's companions was able to give him the attention he sought, not right now.
Nial was still able to keep a stoic expression, however, the Royal Princess didn't seem to possess the willpower to do so.
"I, the Great 7th Successor of the Nightshadow Elven's Emperium, have been baptized with the name of a great Warrior, the name of a Hero, an Emperor!! My…Name…is…Nightingale!!!"
Nightingale…was a jackass name…the name of a bird, a small and cute one at that.
Good job dude.
Nial thought that it would be in everyone's favor if Nightingale would never find out that the translation of his name was quite literally the name of a bird. He was pretty sure that the young heir would travel all around the Origin to eradicate the nightingales in a fit of uncontrollable rage.
"Okay…nice to meet you, Nightingale, I guess. My name is Nial Orin," Nial was giving his utmost to control his laughter while speaking to Nightingale. The young royal was quite annoying, but that seemed to be part of his usual behavior given that everyone was annoyed at him, even his own company.
He extended his hand to greet the Royal nonetheless, but Nightingale slapped it away with enough force to break the arm of ordinary Originals at the Prometheus rank.
Everyone sensed the force behind Nightingale's slap and then looked over to Nial, thinking that he might have gotten hurt. However, the only thing they saw on Nial's face was the uptilted corners of his mouth.
Nial's milky white, lifeless eyes stared straight at the young Royal and his smile only widened. Nobody was able to sense Nial's mana, not even the slightest trace of it, yet, everyone stiffened at the sight of Nial's smile.
The stomachs of the Royal Princess, her Guards, and Nightingale's company felt like they were getting twisted, and a feeling of oppression overcame them. Only Nightingale seemed to be oblivious to what trouble he had invited.
"Are you usually such an obnoxious, frustrating and spoiled child, or are you behaving like a bag of trash that had been picked up in the slums because you figured that my Essence of Darkness is bigger and more potent than yours? That shouldn't be it, right?" Nial's voice was not filled with anger, or ridicule in any kind of way.
In fact, one couldn't hear any emotions when Nial spoke, giving his question a unique effect, something that was much worse than being shouted at in anger, or even in wrath.
"Do you want to die?!?" Nightingale thundered, threateningly releasing his Shadow energy while he stepped on the table that separated him from Nial.
Nial sensed the Shadow energy that reached his skin not even a second later, but he didn't move an inch. He didn't flinch, nor did the expression on his face change.
"I just asked a perfectly normal question. There is no need for you to act like that…except if my question hit the bullseye, of course. And a small reminder, you're in our house, if you have forgotten about that. Please calm down, or I will throw you out," Nial said in the same impassive voice.
And to prove his point, Nial released bits of his power to show his new friend that he was not supposed to act strong if he was just a small mouse facing Tigers and Lions.
He released a bit of his dark energy that was enhanced with the crimson moonlight of the Blood Eclipse Moon to attack and devour the Shadow Energy of the young Royal.
The Shadow energy that came in touch with Nial was destroyed at once and his dark energy initiated a conquest just moments later.
"Your house was built in our territory. By that logic, the only one who can be thrown out is you!!" Nightingale barked, acting as if he was still in his puberty. Nial was getting a headache because of the stupid royal, whose foot was still on the table that was located between them.
This was more than enough for Nial to sigh deeply.
"Your territory doesn't really belong to you if the Forest of Life can just decide to throw you out. If you think about it, I can just tell the Dryads of the Forest of Life to expel your whole race and she would do it in a heartbeat…so hold your horses, and remove your goddamn shoes from our table, alright?!" Nial explained, his voice getting louder and more imposing at the end.
At the end, he was not able to hold back anymore. Dark energy, reinforced by the Essence of Darkness and crimson moonlight leaked from his body.
The energy that leaked from him was dense and stronger than anything a being at the Prometheus rank was supposed to be able to hoard, let alone control. But that was exactly what Nial did, very precisely at that.
He controlled his energy, devoured the Shadow energy that had spread through the majority of the wooden hut, and put his entire focus and energy on the destruction of the 'Great' 7th Successor's will.
Nightingale hadn't expected the sudden retaliation from Nial, and it was impossible for him to defend against the flood of energy that swept all over him in the blink of an eye.
His body began to shake as darkness engulfed him, depriving him of his sight first before his remaining senses were slowly taken away by the darkness that mantled him like a second layer of his skin.
However, that was not everything that happened.
Two creatures manifested out of the purest darkness, emerged from behind Nial. The Elves that were seated around the table were only able to see their blurred outlines for less than a second, but the killing intent they radiated was something they had never felt before.
The killing intent was enough to prevent the Elves from moving. At this very moment, they feared the two outlines of darkness more than anything in the world.
Even the oldest Hunters in the rows of the Nightshadow Elves and the High Elves weren't able to create a killing intent as dense and potent as the killing intent the two creatures of darkness were able to unleash.
'Go back guys. I didn't call you!'
[But, he ridiculed you!]
[He has to die!!!]
Nial noticed too late that he had gone a little bit too far. Everyone except his father was drastically influenced by the sudden appearance of Tyrant and Kaeldur, but that was only because Nial made sure that nothing would happen to his father.
At the same time, it was his pressure that broke through the first layer of their mental defenses, followed by the passive effect of Dominion, the means to dominate and break the will of those that were weaker than him.
But oddly enough he felt good after perceiving the fear around him…really good…