All Chapters of The Ascension: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

In the distant land that was not located in the surface layer."What a shame." A man radiating red glow from his body looked over as his palace got destroyed and ransacked by numerous soldiers. He was located high up, but far from the place. His voice that sounded both disappointed and disheartened echoed softly in the air. Clouds billowed like smoke around him, turning grey, as if to reflect his mood. Clicking his tongue, he looked up to the horizon and took note of the beautiful full moon there. "Who would have thought somebody would mess up the ritual." The moon. It was really enchanting and capable of calming one's mind.Sadly for him who knew who that celestial thing up there symbolized, it was an omen of disaster and misfortune. Like, why else would a divinity holding a war-related authority visit him? It was the same image as the symbols found on the clothing of the soldie

It had been a very mentally taxing situation for Ley. The princess had caught his presence in the realm of forest fairies. There were other soldiers around and they too, didn't look favorably at him since it was very obvious that he but a trespasser. Thankfully, there was somebody nice amongst the green bunch. Sadly, she was only a kid and from humble birth too. Ley had no one to help him. And the worst thing of all, even though he had enough divine energy to open a path, it was not enough to create a road in his exclusive dimension! "F*ck." The word just escaped from him. 'What's with this situation?''I can open a door. But so what if there's no road available for me to escape to?'Ley's face almost turned purple from both fright and dismay.He realized this after throwing a bottle of weird concoction to the princess, the item a property of course of Little Aja, him not knowing what its effect we

The Chief was the chief of the entire race and naturally there was a reason for it. Aside from being the tallest, he was also the strongest and most experienced. Perhaps, one would be able to say that in his case, age equalled strength. His strength was on par with the other old Anitos that had the qualifications to go to the Skyworld. However, him still being on earth didn't mean that he did not have that very qualification. In reality, he was one of those granted permission to stay to guide his race. A few millennia later, he was still on the second layer.Given his insight and long years of existence, how could he not be aware that right now, a messenger of the Goddess of the Sun was watching from a distance? "The forest fairy race has enough graces from most nature high gods, except the Goddess of the Sun. As such, it's a wonder why Her Highness Hanan would suddenly take an interest in our barely illuminated realm."While beautiful and with an unmatche

...It was a while later that the Tree Deity finally went to narrate what happened in the realm of the Anito of the Blood. Fernando listened attentively as this was what he had actually come here for. "I attended the gathering even though I don’t know what’s store there for me and I’m sure you know that it was because if I didn't, something bad would happen to me. I have talked with some other participants there and learned that every century, the Anito of

When Fernando said that, a gust of wind blew, creating a whoosh sound that did little to calm his racing heart and mind. There was indeed somebody behind him just a dozen meters away, an unwelcomed instance of a guess turning out correct.It was a heavily bearded man, with long hair and bulky body, almost resembling a viking in legends, except the 'viking' was wearing a slightly modern set of clothing instead of exotic-looking clothes. Well, actually, he was not sure what a Viking really looked like and he was merely referencing the ones he saw on Ley's screen. Upon seeing the unwanted tail, Fernando's face remained neutral, as if he cared or expected just as much, which was a fact, but of course, what he felt deep inside was a different matter altogether. There was no way Fernando would feel good upon confirming that he was being followed, or rather, targeted. 'A Gift Hunter, I supposed?' The term Baram used to refer to those who go after their own