Semua Bab Hunters: The Prequel: Bab 581 - Bab 590

While others rushed to Amalgamation for different reasons, the turmoil of the battlefield hadn’t ceased. “Are you crazy?!” Ancestor Origin screamed in fear as he was sent flying by a power typhoon so vast that the one who ruled over space and time questioned his own ability.It was only after he had crossed the hundred meter threshold that he came to a stop. With eyes besot by wind and sand the Origin King struggled to keep his eyes open. With a small grimace he mumbled“You are an Eternal”Crystal’s declaration of Eternal Damnation and the chant that led to it clearly stated her race. And realization of this caused the Origin King’s frown to transform into a cheerful smirk. For though he had remained in the background all these years, he knew who Eternals were. And he knew that they were servants to no one. They made sacrifices for no one – not even for themselves. They only served one person“The Supreme”Ancestor Origin’s eyes flashed with understanding and his greed towards retri

As his strength escaped his now feeble body, Ancestor Origin was left to wallow in pain and disbelief. While it was true that with his abilities, this wasn’t true death and finding a next host would be only a matter of time, it mattered little right now. For he had found the best host for his ambitions and selfish heart – the boy who had been snatched from his grasp just when he thought he was going to achieve what he sought – and had lost him. No matter whom his next host was, there was no way this person could compare to a Supreme. He had lost a great opportunity. And even worse was that he had lost it because of one weaker than him. In his depressed state he felt the power of space returning to him, and a scoff of disdain escaped his nostrils.“It is only now that you return?” Ancestor Origin sighed as his hazy eyes gazed upon the remnants of the tattered sky. The pillar of light that symbolized his killer’s boost in strength was dissipating and everything was returning to normal –

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Mane’s axe once again changed the landscape of the land right outside Amalgamation. A canyon much greater and several times deeper than what Ancestor Origin had managed with half his strength was born from Mane’s strike, and the land shook unstably as several areas of the planet experienced earthquakes and other strange phenomena.Everyone who had some amount of power and was a terrifying figure for the World of the Three Great Races was alarmed. The Barbarian Primogenitor’s eyes were filled with great concern and a bit of fear as her eyes took in the gravity of the battle. She was nowhere near the battle site, and her city should have been spared the rage of the combatants who seemed intent on destroying everything around them. But that wasn’t so. Just below her the inhabitants of Intersection scrambled to escape the city. The place which used to be their place of refuge was no longer safe enough for even the insects that roamed the stalls and pestered their homes. The barrier that h

Komfo Anokye and his sister – Mane’s grandmother – sped towards Amalgamation with their feet barely touching the ground. They covered several hundreds of meters every second and easily brushed aside the wind pressure that they movement was generating. As they moved, the two had their eyes fixed on the large dark cloud in the distance. And each was thinking the same thing.“I can smell that dastardly power on him,” Komfo Anokye frowned. Mane was using power great enough to threaten a god, and he was doing so as a god. For the power Mane had tapped into was not that of the mortal realm. It was a thing of impossibility for any mortal to go against a god, much less be their much. And Komfo Anokye could sense that Mane was currently giving Shiva a hard time.“Yes, he has gotten stronger,” Mane’s grandmother had a complicated expression on her face as she maneuvered her way away from an uprooted tree – no doubt a victim of Mane’s battle with Shiva. Just like Komfo Anokye she was familiar