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It catches Dean by surprise. He is really not expecting it would escalate that far. He can’t fully digest some part of her words, but he is somehow able to understand her concern.His silly face immediately fades away, and he begins to take her concern more seriously.“It’s not only about Monica,” he says solemnly. “If I disappear from this country, I’m afraid they will shift their attention to those who are connected with me. Like you, Sara, Daniela, and Mrs. Evie and her daughter.”Mary’s anger slowly cools down, as she begins to show some confusion in her face. “Wu, why would you think they will...”“This has nothing to do with the crime they have been telling the people about me,” Dean cuts her words. “I hold the key to Nimeza’s grave.”“Nimeza’s grave?” Mary mumbles in her deep thoughts.As someone who is quite knowledgeable about Nimeza Civilization, she can picture how important it is, despite not knowing the whole picture of Dean’s issue.“Not just me, but also Monica’s whole
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A normal grenade shouldn’t be a problem for an A-rank Guardian. But the story is different when it catches its target off guard.Dean completely loses his ability just to stay on his knees. The explosion doesn’t just inflict serious damage on him, but also destroys his sense of balance due to the damage in his ears.The twelve specters look alert, while Musgly comes close to Dean's right hand, expecting Dean to help him in forging his spirit form.However, with his current condition, it is quite difficult for Dean to control the stability of his spirit energy.“Shiiit!”Without thinking much, Mary immediately puts up several barriers around, to give Dean a little time to recover.Indeed, all the burns that Dean receives starts to emit haze, seeming to be recovering quite quickly, faster than usual with Dean who is becoming more adept at controlling his spirit energy.A moment later, they realize two new grenades drop nearby. Both grenades explode. But now, they are protected by severa
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The car drives quite smoothly even though it has reached a speed of more than 150 km/hour. This is the best sports car, a gift from a king from a country known as the most advanced in the automotive business in the world.And fortunately, the road they are currently on is quite wide, quiet, and doesn't have too many sharp turns. Even with her limited driving skills, Mary is still able to escape the pursuit of dozens of police cars and several city cars driven by the professional guardians.When they reach the road on the rocky hills with several curves, only then does the car's speed decrease significantly.“To be honest, I’m not that confident with my ability in driving a supercar like this one,” Mary admits. “What about you? I see all your wounds have been completely healed now. Would you like to take the drive?”“Um,” Dean glances at her with an unsure face. “I’m quite knowledgeable about how to drive a car, but...”“Daamn! Don’t tell me you never drive a car so far?!” Mary whines.
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“Calm down,” Mary reassures him. “This car is also equipped with solar panels.”“Solar panels?”“Yes! The scorching heat of this area is ideal for supplying power to this car. Well, maybe we will only be able to drive at a speed of around 25 km/hour at max. But that is more than enough.”“What are you talking about? We are in the middle of the night now,” Dean argues. “And look at your fuel now!”The meter of Mary’s car fuel is pointing at only one bar at the moment. Both of them aren’t clear how long that car can surive. One thing for sure, it won’t last long.“Stupid! If the fuel runs out, then we just have to wait for morning,” replies Mary by showing her uninterested face.And finally, after more than two hours of driving in that arid plain, the car runs out of fuel and stops in the middle of the highway. Meanwhile, there's still more than two hours before dawn.Dean gets out, and then slams the car door with an unenthusiastic expression, followed by Mary who starts rubbing her sh
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Trank!!! Simon’s sneaky attack is suddenly deflected by something sturdy, quite strong knocking his right hand to the back.“It’s not going to be that easy!” says Musgly.“Ugh! What kind of summoning is this?” grumbles Simon, before he jumps away to avoid Musgly’s next slashing attack.Dean looks relieved, but also a bit curious, as he finds Musgly’s forged spirit form is now surrounded by some kind of yellow aura.But then, he also notices the confidence in Mary’s facial expression while controlling her mana flow, with one yellow magical circle under her feet.It’s the ‘Haste Aura Skill’ which has an effect to increase an ally’s speed. She is not an aura master, but she still can use such magic skill to a certain degree which can only affect one targetted ally.“Sorry, Musgly!” says Mary. “I didn’t bring any magical stuff at the moment. I didn’t even have my magical gloves with me. So, it will be a bit harder for me to control the output of my magic skill.”“It’s okay! I’ll try my be
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However, he is not realizing that he has been tricked this whole time, with one magical circle of ‘the curse of flammability’ has been apllied on the ground where he is standing.Musgly’s diversion is now bearing its fruit, as Mary has managed to strongly ensnare that man with so many dry plant tendrils.“What the?” He looks so annoyed that he lets himself to be trapped by some kind of silly magic spell like this one.And then, one massive fireball is now illuminating the night to the point making it almost like a bright day.“I didn’t bring my magical gloves with me, but it doesn’t mean it makes me weaker,” utters Mary with her mad face, as she tries her best to sustain the heat.Without her magical gloves, she uses all his mana reserves for this one spell for not being able to control the mana usage. It’s the biggest fireball she has ever created.“It actually makes me unable to completely control my mana output when using this one Nimeza spell.”She then supresses the fireball into
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Mary becomes so annoyed. But she is too weak and exhausted to express her annoyance.“Oh, God! Why are you so useless like this?” she whines.“Oh, excuse me for being useless at a time like this. But weren’t you the one who forced dragging me away from that bridge and took me into your car,” Dean argues.“Aaah, enough already! I don’t know what to do anymore.”“Eh? Why? Can’t you just activate the solar panel and then start this car? If it’s just to drive this car in 25 Km/hour, I believe I can handle it myself.”“Sorry to disappoint you! But it seems like I accidentally broke this car and its solar panels. We are doomed now!”That’s the best thing she can explain before she closes her eyes again. But then, the next time she is able to slightly open her eyes, she notices she is being carried by Dean on his back, under the scorching sunny day, in the middle of The Great Deathly Plain of Yegristan.She is currently wearing Dean’s sweater, with the sweater’s hood covering her head from t
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Musgly has reached the edge of a forest on the southeastern part of the Great Deathly Plain of Yegristan, looking for help. But he can’t find anyone, only a few deers.Weirdly, he even tries to communicate with the deers, asking for their help. He is now behaving far differently than a normal Mane, that he loses some part of his wisdom due to his anxiety and fear.Well, that’s how we usually are, aren’t we? No matter how smart we are, we become so stupid when we lose our composure in a difficult situation, which leads us to something unreasonable.“Please! My friends are dying now! Can’t you help them? They haven’t eaten and drunk anything for two days.”“Hold on! Wait! Please! Don’t run! They are good people. I promise, they won’t eat you after you help them!”The deers just keep trying to get away. But after getting some distance, they stop and then look back at Musgly.Usually, peaceful animals like them won’t be bothered by the existence of Manes. But this is the first time they f
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Even until the next few weeks, the situation in most places in The Democratic State of Yegristan, is still in chaos. Some of the vampires feel so relieved after finding out that they no longer have to drink human blood.But some of them are upset about losing their immortality. And their numbers are much greater, who are now venting their frustration and anger by causing chaos in society.But there are also some of them who do not realize what is happening, recklessly carrying out vandalizing, lootings and robberies, but later ultimately shot dead by the police.The current president is actually a half-blood from the Almas tribe, and he is still affiliated with the rulers of Estuaria.Instead of calming the chaos in his country, he is now in Medreisten, attending a meeting, which is also attended by representatives from two other kingdoms, Aflar and Ustobia.Even after Valery's death, these three countries are still under the influence of the Estuaria government, which is now under Sam
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All the zombies in the forest, the dead vampires, Zulfik, and Harley, are now silent, swaying gently with blank faces.They stay like that, at least until all the specters within their bodies come out, and scatter in all directions. And instantly, all these lifeless bodies collapse.All the Manes in this forest are also getting out, seeming to be uncomfortable with the condition of the woods which have been covered in ice.They are interested in the stability in the area around Nimeza's core. The appearance of these Manes later catches Dean's attention.“I can't let them get near that stone.”Dean rushes over to the jet black stone, which is currently still in Valery's hand. Somehow, Valery’s hands are now slowly petrifying.This is what happens to people who lost their drive to live due to the effects of Nimeza's core, just like all the six previous kings of Yegristan who failed in inheriting that stone.Not only does he die, but every organ, cell and molecule in Valery’s body have b
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Dean glances around to examine his situation. Suddenly, Namsqeem comes out of the soul shard which Dean keeps under his long blazer.“What is this? Why I feel so heavy?” asks Namsqeem.Dean doesn’t say a word. But at least, he looks so relieved knowing that the situation in Belestia Hill must have been secured.“These undead?” mumbles Namsqeem, seeming so familiar with Valery’s way of thinking. “He is going to use them to give him some space to cast his spells.”“I know,” Dean affirms. “Why don’t you deal with them, so I can handle that man?”Namsqeem makes his move. His sudden appearance has ruined all Valery’s plan. Now Valery needs to find another way to deal with Dean.But suddenly, he sees the arrival of so many missiles in the sky, coming from the east. They look so fast, because time passes with a different flow between inside the dome and outside it.All the missiles explode without being able to penetrate the dome. Yet, Valery still looks so upset, and Dean notices his sour f
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Blood spurts from his mouth as his back hits the rocky cliff, where he gets stuck in the cracks caused by the impact.The crack then collapses, and he falls along with those rocks into a fairly large river below.A few moments later, Dean emerges from the river, floating to the edge, before he lands on the river bank, and immediately kneels down while coughing.“That was dangerous,” he mutters.His body releases thick haze, not just the steam of evaporating water from his soaked long blazer, but also the effects of his regeneration skill healing his wounds.There Dean realizes that his self-healing ability is much faster than usual. But still, that is no reason for him to feel safe.This regeneration won’t be able to raise him from death if one lethal attack kills him. Not to mention about the situation in Belestia Hill which he has been worrying about.“I can't be careless now. I have to end this as soon as possible.”Soon, he notices the emergence of fires in the forest. Even though
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Zulfik's headless body is still floating while flapping his wings, as is Harley's headless body in his mechanical suit.Both of them are still alive and still able to control their bodies, at least until Valery pulls out the curse of immortality he once placed on them.Two blobs of bituminous liquid come out of Harley and Zulfik's bodies, before evaporating in the air. Only after that, the two headless bodies fall down as lifeless corpses.Apparently, these betrayals have disappointed Valery so much that he no longer wants to trust anyone.“I know you loved sacrificing your pawns to achieve your goals. But why?”Dean asks coldly, speaking in Nimeza language, and it’s effective to draw Valery’s interest.“Why you killed them now when you should be able to use them? Is this how you are going to create peace in the world?”To find Dean so fluent talking in that language, even with the native accent of ancient Zalfari people, Valery replies to him also in Nimeza language.“I don’t need the
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Despite his indifferent attitude, believe me, he is really in a precarious condition right now.This is one of the side effects of Nimeza's core on him, which makes him always at peace, completely indifferent to life and death.One of the negative effects is that he has not been taking his fight seriously, which ultimately leads to his current situation.The only thing now which makes him think seriously about his fate is because of the safety of his wife and kid.But on the good side, he can still think calmly despite his situation, taking his time amidst the clouds, as if relaxing on a soft mattress.“Okaay, why don't I try to dig up a little of the memories of those old men?”He closes his eyes, trying to remember, as if what the four ancient apparitions had experienced in the past is his own experience.Unfortunately, they’d never been in a condition like this, and there is not the slightest memory where they had a technique which allowed them to fly.Until then…“Let's try the th
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That’s the message given by Valery. And Antonin knows so well how important this warning is. That’s why he only tries to waste time, with so much alertness, without any intention to get close to Dean.He swings the two weapons from a distance, and again releases many ethereal weapons in all directions.These ethereal weapons linger around for a few minutes, spinning and floating randomly around Antonin, like satellites orbiting a planet.“What is he thinking? Is he going to attack me or not?”The movement of those ethereal weapons makes Dean a little confused, because they look more like protection instead of an offensive technique.But then, the ethereal weapons orbiting on the outermost side are getting further away from Antonin. Even though they are still circling around Antonin, they are starting to head towards Dean in their orbits.Dean steps away to avoid it, and then some of the ethereal weapons disappear into the thin air. Even so, Antonin still continues to swing his gryphon
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After such a shocking surprise attack, which has destroyed the military ranks complete with their tanks and trucks, the situation suddenly becomes so quiet.Only the sound of moans of pain can be heard, accompanied by the sound of flames shooting out from the burning oil tanks of several trucks.And there is a man in a black long blazer, with most of his head wrapped in a cloth, standing in the middle of the chaos.“Go back to your homes!” he exclaims in a loud voice. “This is the final warning. You will not get anything good even if you win this war. It doesn't mean there will be a chance for you to win it. If you leave now, I’ll guarantee your safety from my wrath.”His voice is so loud, as if he is speaking with a megaphone. It even reaches the ears of a few soldiers in a tank more than 50 meters away.“Who is this guy?”“Who cares? Let’s see if he still can say a word after eating this one!”Soon, the tank open fires, shooting one HEAT (High Explosive Anti-tank) projectile, which
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Valery can clearly feel her strong presence, but he is still in the state of confusion at the moment. After all, the last time he met Zamira was already more than two thousand years ago.He just assumes this strong presence is just one of the high-skilled Defteros taking part in the battle in Hullback Town.Until then, one of his pawns, an ancient specter named Shaheen, comes to him to informs about something.“Master! I just felt the present of Namsqeem in Belestia Hill,” he says.“Namsqeem?” Valery mutters curiously, feeling quite familiar with the name.“It’s Cresta’s lovely pet,” Shaheen informs.“Oh, that little one,” Valery sneers.“I don’t think you can call him that way now,” Shaheen reprimands. “It’s been two thousand years already. And there’s another strong spirit creature with him at moment. I’m not so sure if he is a specter or a mane. But there’s something strange with his form. It’s similar to what Cresta did to Namsqeem in the past.”Valery's facial expressions change.
