Chapter Sixty-Four.Third Person's POV.Arnold son of Ren, father of Dorothy, was an experienced tribe warrior from the southern side of the continent. He was a proud warrior of their tribe, a tribe who values their strength more than anything.Arnold who was in the state of adrenaline, lifted his empty hand and brushed his head."HAHAHAHAHAHA"After laughing for a minute, Arnold finally stopped laughing. He raised his right hand and slightly wiped the tears that formed in his eyes.It's been a while since he had that kind of laugh. Thus to say, what he encountered was very interesting.Looking at the young blood in front of him, he was reminded by a small fraction of a dear memory. Upon arrival on this small village, he only had one goal in mind. It was to steal the seal artifact placed in the underground Sawan gate of the Church of Earth Mother.He has only one goal, that is to serve his God, his lord and savior. By completing his mission he may have some redemption, but things ch
Chapter Sixty-Five.Not far away from the place where Marina and Zen were fighting. A dark-skinned humanoid creature with devilish horns protruding from the top of its forehead was sitting on the top of a tree. With one of its legs resting on the branches of the tree and an arm supporting one of its cheeks, the creature had its eyes closed. It had a muscular human body with two bat-like wings attached to its back. From behind its tailbone, a long black tail wiggled around the air.Sensing something, the humanoid creature slowly opened its eyes revealing two deep red eyes that exuded boundless bloodlust.Staring at me who was frozen solid in place Looking at the fight between devil worshipers and the Gardeners, the humanoid-like creature smiled eerily as it looked down on the mess."Ku Ku Ku, what have we got here?" as his attention was attracted to three persons. A young boy with a blessed sword in hand, a heretic with a dark holy sword, and a young girl with a lingering aura of death
Chapter Sixty-SixSoon, everything around me started to change. The house, the people, the furniture, everything in my eyes slowly changed. Everything no longer looked like what it was before.Slowly, everything around me started resembling an old television form before. The whole place turned into a three-dimensional space that was painted in black and white.My heartbeat which was beating unevenly calmed down. Following my heartbeat, my breathing became even and I felt all my emotions leaving my body.My whole point of view changed into a familiar background. As if it was deja vu, a familiar background yet I don't seem to remember what it was.I looked at where Zen was standing yet I didn't feel the need nor spare a chance to care about his condition. I no longer cared for Zen. I no longer cared for the heretic who was in the state of going crazy. I no longer cared about anything other than fulfilling my mission.I only had one goal.That is to kill the heretic who seems to know my
Chapter Sixty-Seven.I jump backwards multiple times before landing in a safe distance. I held my weapon on the other hand, and observed my arms and body.Sticky liquid that smells like rust and iron invaded my nostrils. Deep cuts could be seen but I didn't feel any pain.I was about to wipe the blood when in a flash, a silver sword was coming towards my face. A white glow emanated from its blade.-Woom!As if a bolt of lightning had descended, a bright light illuminated the room and a horizontal white streak of light appeared on my right side. I immediately rolled over before it hit me.Without letting me breath another sword passed through my left side, I tilted my head and twirl my scythe above me to deflect another annoying sword above me."You're pretty heartless do you know that?" He said as he slowly walked towards my direction playing with his greatsword."You just left your partner dying in my hands," he stated with a grin.I look at him blankly, "is that so?"I ready my hand
Chapter Sixty-Eight.I walked slowly and stopped right in front of Zen's bruised body. I squat and dispel the scythe on my hand.There's a lot of blood covering his face, especially on his nose and mouth. I lifted my hand and held it under his nose.Warm air brushed through my fingers.I nodded in satisfaction.Fortunately, he isn't dead yet. But anytime soon, he probably would. And we don't have much time now.My sight landed on the blessed sword not far away Zen, it was laying flat cold on the ground just like its holder."Over there, are you still there?" I asked as I stood up and walked over to the blessed sword.It too a few second before Droon answered, "un... I'm still alive..."I just ignored the slight displeased in his voice. I bent down and reached for the sword. "Can you heal him? We need to get out of here now. I don't want another headache from those Gardeners." I muttered as I raised the blessed sword.Droon snorted, "What do you want… me to do?… Heal someone?… did you
Chapter Sixty-Nine.Third Person's POVOk.Ok.Ok.Footsteps could be heard on the late night as shadows and moonlight dance across the mirror space.Thud.A soft thud could be heard as five silhouettes landed on the ground."What the hell happened here?"Under the dim moonlight, the man on front who was wearing a black windbreaker that was shorter than a coat, but longer than a jacket turned around to look at his colleagues.That silhouette was partially camouflaged in the darkness, bathing in the silver moonlight. That silhouette turned around slowly. His eyes are deep, gray, and cold."A battle." he simply answered.The man who has bright blue eyes could help but twitch his eyebrows at how dry the response was. If it wasn't for his friend he would have already smacked the heck out of the man's brain.The blue eyed man just shook his head and walked towards the laying cold corpse. He squats down like a frog before observing the corpse. Two more people wearing the same black windbrea
Chapter Seventy.Nina's POV“The southeast really is different.” my eyes reflected a new scenario. It was very different from the busy Capital, but the people and establishment almost looked the same.I saw a mother feeding her son a meal. It reminds me of my mother, my mom from earth.She loved being able to cook and bake meals for her loved ones - thrived on taking care of the children. It was our nature to only be able to produce one child and even that was difficult for them, so Mama and Papa felt very lucky when their little child came along. Then when mother and father's work asked them to transfer in the city, Grandma who of course disagreed immediately. It may be the nature of our family to only have one child, that maybe the reason why my grandma was so overprotective of me and my mother, to be a mother and she'd always wanted a large family."The atmosphere feels mixed up."That was what came out of my mouth based on what I saw out through the window. Rita seemed to understa
Chapter Seventy-One."Let's go inside." Marquess Bernardo offered and led us inside the mansion. We walked ahead as we made our way to the five story building. When a homeowner enters their home for the first time, they have to personally walk from the gate to the door of the residence. It symbolizes that this is our territory, my future territory.It was some sort of implication that the heiress is back, it was a subtle announcement that I will soon inherit this. And if I was honest, it made my heart tremble with joy and anxiety.I don't like the flow. Something didn't feel right but I couldn't see it, I would just be much more vigilant now. This wasn't necessary, but mother and father still did it.screeeech-The large iron gate with the black crow closed, and our figure started to disappear from the eyes of the outside wall.All of us silently walk on our way until father picks up a question in the road. "How was your trip?" he asked in a solemn voice.I almost flinched but held my