The three could not help themselves as they sized the hooded man up and down.
Two of them were middle-aged males. The one who had spotted him looked skinnier than the other who looked like all he knew was fighting and never read a book in his life. The last was a woman wearing leather armor.
They were all wearing impressive armor with the men carrying long swords and the woman a bow and a short sword. It was the woman who spoke next.
"He doesn't have his defensive shield up. Don't you remember your training from the guild? Some who do not put up their defensive shield are powerful bastards that do not want to show how strong they are, with some of those being crazy maniacs who kill anything that comes close to them for the fun of it while for some it's for their cultivation."
She said.
The person who first spotted the hooded man sized him up again and could not help but smile wildly even more.
"And some are weak fools who act strong to keep good guys like us from our meals."
He said and then looked at her then pointed at the man without any fear in his tone.
"He is not from around here. Look at his armor. Many of our own have hoods as some of us do not like to be seen but that armor, I haven't seen armor made of monster bone that is like that in my life."
The other two squinted their eyes after his words then their smiles returned like they were hungry hyenas about to get a free meal.
They quickly leaped off the rock and went to confront the person who had a ticket to them scoring some riches before the man got close to the castle walls.
"As long as we never go on a killing spree, we will never be arrested. How great is our kingdom."
The second man said as his joy made him talk out loud. Some of the travelers, merchants, and adventurers walked as far as they could from them like they knew who they were.
"And those villages have fucking strong Village Lords. I hate them. But, this works too."
The woman said.
They quieted down when they finally made it to their target.
"Hey, buddy...."
The first man could not finish his sentence.
What they mistook for a weakling was a monster. A monster that just went back to a hunting ground where if discovered, everyone in that hunting ground would be gunning for it.
Such a monster's senses were as sharp as the weakest beast who had survived years in a cursed forest while being hunted by many beasts that could kill it with one attack.
He had heard their conversation as he had been paying attention to every other conversation in his hearing range which was a huge area.
'I can't use my power as if any of it leaks out here, they will know that I was here and that old man would definitely sync with my mana signature this time. Worst case, I would be captured and best case, I would escape and have to spend the rest of my life in the cursed forest and never come back.'
He thought. And so as soon as the three came close and entered his attacking range, he wasted no time.
He turned to look at them as soon as one of them said something. The man went quiet as soon as he saw the black part of his hood and that he could not see past it and see his face.
That was when all three of them knew that they had made a mistake.
The man moved so quickly that it was like he was lightning. The first man got his head blown off with one punch and the hooded man was already on to the next target who was the other man in the group before he could get his hand on his sword or activate some form of defense.
He too got his head blown off in one attack.
The first thing the woman did when she saw the darkness in the man's hooded face was to channel all her mana to her defensive shield that covered her whole body while taking out her short sword.
She managed to do all this in a blink of an eye and because she was the furthest of the two, but even with the distance between them and the hooded man dealing with her companions first, she was still too slow.
At the moment she draw out her shot sword the hooded man was already at arm's length of her.
She thought that she saw her opportunity and attacked, trying to chop off the man's head clean off, Her experience fighting and being born in such a kingdom was on full display.
In the second she attacked, the man ducked under the horizontal attack and got closer to her, landing an uppercut to her stomach that jolted her up in the air while taking out all the air inside her and making it hard for her to breathe as the punch almost broke her spine.
The devastating punch lowered her defensive field significantly and while she was airborne she received a right hook to the left side of her head, popping her left eye out while dislocating her jaw, almost ripping it off and wracking her brain so hard that she died on the spot before it even hit the ground and splattered like a watermelon.
The people that were walking near him were shocked and went into defensive stances while taking their weapons out and others getting as far away as possible from the fight.
When they saw the bodies drop down on the ground, the fight taking less than 5 seconds they quickly composed themselves and got out of the way with some already taking towels to clean the blood off of themselves. These were the ones who could not react quickly enough to avoid the blood splatter.
Some walked away like nothing happened while some stayed and looked to see if the hooded man would just walk away or not.
They were disappointed as they saw him go through the dead bodies' armor, taking their storage rings and weapons, and leaving them almost naked.
Guards ran to the scene and got there within seconds.They were wearing dark grey leather armor and all of them had different kinds of weapons on them. You could tell by just looking at them that their armor and weapons were of high quality.They all had the badge of a tall man slaying a dragon on their chest.After reaching the area, one of them who had arrived faster than the others signals them to stop. He knew who the armor of the dead bodies belonged to and had wanted to kill them himself, but he was a guard of the wall which came with certain restrictions.They waited for the hooded man to finish and after he left without them doing anything to him or questioning him, they took the bodies and removed any sign of a battle or blood on the road.It was like nothing had happened.'So, outside the walls, the rules are still the same. Do not kill those in a lower circle of power than yours unless provoked while those who are weaker can challenge and kill those who are in a higher circ
Draka walked down the street, leaving the busy storefronts, markets, and restaurants and going down an alleyway that lead to the back streets of the busy town.Just like in any city, there was an underground where only those who braved danger could go.After walking for a while and thinking that he was lost, he rounded a corner and went into a dark alleyway, and finally found the store that he was looking for.It had a sign written 'Snake Eyes' and a symbol next to it with two snake-like eyes looking straight at him like they were alive.He went inside and was hit with a foul smell like someone had been boiling a dead dog that had been rooting outside for some days. It only lasted a second as he come through the door.It was like his whole body had phased through something jelly-like and he remembered that feeling from all the other times he had come there.He found a sexy ordinary-looking woman wearing no armor but a one-piece black pencil dress. Draka looked at her and saw through h
Her eyes sparkled with curiosity as she heard his words. It seemed that this man had come to relieve her from the boredom she had grown accustomed to in her small shop.She took the beaker and a clear glass that had an enneagram which is a nine-pointed star from under her countertop. In the middle of it was a circle and there were writings in an ancient language written on it and on its points were runes.If you looked closer or had sharp eyes like Draka, you would see that the enneagram was not made using lines, but words, the words written in the language of the Primal World with each one having its meaning and every last one of them interlocking with one another.The runes were the same except for the ancient language that was in the middle of the enneagram.Draka looked at the artifact and could not help but wish he had one of his own for his experiments, but they were hard if almost impossible to get one's hands on one.She poured the blood onto the glass and then took a tube tha
'You cannot reason with a tiger when your head is in its mouth. All you can do is curse it and hope that your words have power such that it courses its balls to explode. That's the only way it would leave you while you are at death's door.'Arkan was at it again. In fact, he was looking at a man that was again feeling a syringe up with a green liquid that Arkan had come to fear more than anything in the two lives that he had lived.It was no coincidence that he considered this man as the tiger and he was cursing him each day he woke up until he fell asleep. All he wished now was for this man's balls to explode for what he had been making him go through.He looked at the man and then the injection and then at the man again as he saw him coming closer and then he cursed him again as he cried out loud."Well, with such a horrific cry I see why even I would think that you are cursed. Even a goblin's cry is way more bearable than yours."Draka said as he closed his ears from the inhuman cr
'Beauty is in the eyes of the beer holder, not the beholder. What about handsomeness then? I must be drunk on cosmic smoke to even think this bastard is as handsome as I am seeing him to be.'Arkan thought.His eyes almost popped out of his head when a bottle magically appeared in the man's hand as he came closer to him.That was when the bottle was placed in his mouth and the first drop of the milk-like substance touched his lips.Feeling the hunger, Arkan wrapped his small hands and arms around it for dear life as he drank the nutritious milk. It was like he did not want Draka to take it away from him.Seeing the handsome man smile, Arkan scowled at him.'Fuck, if this is fortune and I was rescued by this angle looking wanna be motherfucker, then kill me now. If I have to live with this freak of nature that puts the word handsome to shame, I might be adopted by the Guardian of Fuck You! Before I could even walk.'Arkan was at it again.Looking at the child that he had rescued, Draka
The capital's usual jovial mood was subdued in the days following the announcement that the birth of the first prince had gone terribly wrong.The announcement that the baby had side during birth sent chills down everyone's spine except those who walked the path of the Primal.They had faced so much adversity to just get to the first stage and have the prestige to be called such and walk the Primal World in such for power and immortality.In Eldier, Everyone was born with the ability to wield mana and use it in their day-to-day life, but only those with a high enough aptitude, and understanding of the principal and were lucky enough to get a decent cultivation technique could cultivate and rich a stage where they could form a core.All the Primals in the Dragonian Kingdom and especially in Draga could feel the chill in the air.Even normal people could tell that something was not right. It was as if everyone was respecting something to happen.In the underground part of the kingdom, t
"Ahh, Cantel, when is this bitch going get it over with? I am still just a few cores away from breaking through, my core is itching for me to devour a human's core right now."A man said while clouded in darkness. There were two of them in a dark, wet cave that was in a mountain that was far from the capital. The only light came from four mana stones that were at the ends of an intricate formation that was drawn down on the ground and with the two in the center of it.Not that far from the mountain was a small town with walls surrounding it and guards posted on it, looking at the mountainside.It was called Badenia, named after the Primal who was in the fourth circle of power that guarded the town for many years till she died because she could not break through to the fifth circle.It was one of only three small towns in the kingdom that had a powerful Town Lord that did not leave and went to a bigger city where they could get quality resources that would help them break through."Cot
"Ahhh!!!, It hurts, It hurts!" Cotex was in a dark room and rolling on the floor as blood gushed out from his wounds. You could say that his anger and the nature of his mind had saved him because all he could think about when the unpleasant feeling of being teleported helped bring his consciousness back from the brink of death was killing whoever had attacked them. The veil of darkness had disappeared the moment he received all those grievous wounds and having his mana depleted. Even with the scar on his face, you could tell that he look like a younger version of Cantel but one that had his features more pronounced and his eyes looking more sinister than a snake's. His hair was dark, long, and greasy and he looked like he was 18 to 20 years old but with an aura of being someone powerful even from afar. As he rolled all around the floor, a purple bottle suddenly appeared in his right hand after he let go of his one good blade. He popped it open and drank all of it. Another one ap
Armageddon. It is Brika's new spell that she got from her Cultivation technique. Her hasband had been teaching her how to cast it with her showing her talent in the forest. It's always a spectacle seeing it.It is also the reason why there is such a big gap in power between second circle and third circle primals. The Guild master gave her one of his family's Cultivation techniques in Palagra. The spell is the reason they had been staying outside the city.It's a powerful Cultivation tichnique that comes with two powerful spells each time she advances and one that comes with a one-word spell after advancing to third-tier. It seemed it she had reserved it for when she was fighting a powerful opponent. The world of Primals was getting more and more interesting as lost cultivation technique where being reserected.Drollo looked on and was impressed. It seemed he was learning more about Primals and Witches as he fought them. What he learned was limited to his expirience. With him seeing t
"Oops, I almost got carried away there."Drollo said after looking at Drika's eyes and realizing she had been shocked by amount of killing intent that he had put out in that split second. She still had her guard up but had went from an attacking posture to a defensive one.She was now sure that the person that she was fighting was not a normal one. It had been a long time since she was so coutouse of her opponent and it went to show just how much a Primal's killing intent could change the course of a fight.'Good, at least now she is not being lead by her bloodline insticts.'Drollo thought.He let his guard down and stood up straight as he put his hands on his back like an old wise man.His gesture startled Brika but she did not let her guard down. She had just managed to reach the uppor tier of her Circle and was fighting someone who had been in her current Circle of power for years and who was more than her current age was something she never thought when considering a fight.Droll
"Oops, I almost got carried away there."Drollo said after looking at Drika's eyes and realizing she had been shocked by amount of killing intent that he had put out in that split second. She still had her guard up but had went from an attacking posture to a defensive one.She was now sure that the person that she was fighting was not a normal one. It had been a long time since she was so coutouse of her opponent and it went to show just how much a Primal's killing intent could change the course of a fight.'Good, at least now she is not being lead by her bloodline insticts.'Drollo thought.He let his guard down and stood up straight as he put his hands on his back like an old wise man.His gesture startled Brika but she did not let her guard down. She had just managed to reach the uppor tier of her Circle and was fighting someone who had been in her current Circle of power for years and who was more than her current age was something she never thought when considering a fight.Droll
As the King was contemplating the reason for childbirth, a woman was making her way from the city of Palagra to the capital. It was a long way but she was determined to reach there.She was wearing light leather armor that was grey in color and had fair features. She kept her hair in a ponytail style so it could not distract her in a fight.She had something to protect that she was carrying on her back. It was a baby that was calmly looking around with curiosity at the changing environment as she ran. It was a boy with black hair, not the usual brown which was the norm in the Dragarian Kingdom.He was only a month older than Arkan.He was held secure by a cloth as his mother did not want to always protect him when fighting an enemy from the front. By the blood on her front and on her armor, you could tell that she had been fighting ever since she left the safety of where she came from.'Damn, there are still lots of monsters roaming around close to the main road because of the beast t
The next day, Dontas prepared himself for something that he had never wanted to do in his life but knew that he was the only one that could complete such a task.‘In my lifetime, I never thought that I would go into that place.'He thought as he turned around and left his bedroom. It was early in the morning and he wanted to get this over with sooner rather than later. He arrived in front of Boa’s store in seconds and stood in front of it for some time as he looked straight at the front of the closed doors. He did not look up at the sign above but he could feel that he was being watched.It was like the old seer was watching, a feeling he was starting to forget. He steeled himself and went in. For someone who looked as scary as he was, this scene was priceless. For a split second, he smelled smoothing that was like boiled rotten flesh being cooked that took him by surprise but he managed to compose himself.“Ohh, you finally came in. I thought u might just pass by like the rest of t
While Arkan was learning more than he thought that he would at the age he was which was only 2 months old at the time and because Draka was now always talking to him like his teacher when drank but understanding that he was a child and so kept his rumblings at least about the simple things about Eldier, he was getting closer and closer to the answer that kept escaping him.He was sure that there was something that he could do to make himself stronger even though all that he could do was to cry and poop, no, not cry but cream which was how he cried.In the capital, the queen came back out of the blue as the golem she had made fell from the sky above the capital and landed outside the First Section walls.It shaded the layer of trees and soil that it had absorbed when it first came to be and as it did so only the houses and humans that were still inside them could be seen as it got smaller. It jumped and landed on the section where there were no longer houses because of it and then fuse
After that day, Arkan could not think of anything but that scroll. The fact that his intuition was not helping him at this point made him grumpy and now he even felt hungrier than he used to. After thinking for a while, he was sure that it was because of the fact that there were only dotes on that scroll with no real words written and he was even contemplating that it was meant for blind people. What turned his emotions into turmoil though was what Draka had told him after showing him it and going on a teaching spree that came out of nowhere. "This is the base of every cultivation for every Primal turned into a body language. In the Abyss Age, a time when demons walked every continent beside humans, the Old Primordials had to find a way to introduce cultivation to any human with the aptitude to cultivate." Draka said and Arkan was happy that he had been born in this age. He was sure that he would have died in those days for sure. Draka continued. "This was because they were losing
'Some would say the means to communicate with someone is the true essence of a human's desire, as to be able to convey one's feelings and to be understood is freedom itself. Well, how can I tell this inbreed maggot of a bastard that I want to throw him into a pit of boiling oil and fry him to a crisp while healing him each time that he is about to die and do it all over again?'Arkan was looking at Draka furiously again as he saw that the injection that was the symbol of torture for him in Eldeir had a now greener liquid in it.Draka saw this and just smiled like he was Frankenstein in the flesh, well only a much, much more handsome Frankenstein. This was all in Arkan's mind of course.Draka just injected him and watched as the process of expelling the poison was much slower again and took some notes down.He had made custom earplugs for the inhuman cry Arkan always let out while for the first time in his life, he had come up with a way to manipulate his respiratory system to shut dow
Back in the capital, before Cantel's capture and Cotez almost courting death from just one attack that was not even the queen's spell but her having that much control over mana to wield such devastating attacks on Fourth Circle Primals, the captain, the lady from Snake Eyes and everyone had been looking at the queen on top of the castle before she started her rampage.She was more than tens of kilometers away but many had no problem seeing her while others saw a flouting dote in the sky. It was the capital after all and everyone that could afford to stay there had to train their cultivation in order to keep up with the prices and avoid being killed by challenges as per the rules of the kingdom."Dzagori."A person called out as he walked over to someone he noticed in the crowd looking up.It was the name of the captain of the guards of the city gates. Dzagori looked over his shoulder and saw a belly old man with muscles for days. He was bold and had scars all around his right hand goi