They both are knocked away, so is Fardad. They are still alive, but badly injured, while a few of the vampires are coming to that department store.Luckily, Dean notices their situation from a far, and immediately closes the distance in less than two seconds, and slaughters those vampires by himself.“Hey, you guys! Are you okay?”“Yeah,” replies Fardad, despite how serious his injury is. “I’m fine. I still can fight.”“No! You better go get some treatment,” says Dean as he walks away.But soon, he notices that he doesn’t get any response from Neda and Zamir. He stops and looks back, worrying about those two’s condition.Neda is already back on his feet, while Zamir is still sitting on his knees, looking down full of regret.“Since when?” asks Neda.But Zamir doesn’t say a word. It makes Neda so impatient, and immediately pulls Zamir up by holding his collars.“Answer me!” he yells. “Since when did she become one of them? Why did you hide it from everyone? Look at how many of our frie
Despite the scale of the magic spell he has just released, the man doesn’t look exhausted at all.He just smiles nonchalantly, while holding one artifact, The Ivari's Core, an item capable of storing an abundance of mana created by the legendary Elmo Ivari.It’s such a great magical item, but it no longer can be used now. The glow of the red crystal inside the golden frame has dimmed, indicating that all the stored mana inside that item has been used up.He then throws the item to one girl near him. “Inform me later after it has been fully recharged,” he says.“Yes, sir,” she replies before walking away toward the east, seeming to go back to their military base.He only uses it for one spell, but he looks quite satisfied with what he has just done with that item. He believes he has wiped out so many enemies with that one move.But in reality, most of the remaining rebel soldiers are actually warriors who are proficient in using mana.Thanks to Dean’s warning, they got the time to take
Yaldos notices Namsqeem’s current situation. In the end, he simply releases a shot by aiming at Jacoby Wilkerson.The arrow flies so fast, imbued with mana, and also some unique red aura at the outside. However, Jacoby notices it, and simply waves his left hand.Blffff!!!That wave creates a sharp fire blade, and destroys the arrow. But at least, Yaldos’ attack has given Namsqeem an opening, as Jacoby’s torrent of flame wavered for a moment.He simply jumps away. But soon, he gets intercepted by two paladin warriors.He blocks their swords with his two sturdy arms. Sadly, his forearms are no longer as sturdy as he thought.The solidity of his forged spirit on those forearms has been weakened. Some cracks occur, and later…Brak!!!His forearms completely shattered. Namsqeem immediately gets away, and witnesses how the broken forearms are now turning into some dark spirit. And that spirit then disappears into the thin air.“What are you going to do now?”“What a summoned creature can do
It is already past three in the morning, but Mary still can’t sleep, worrying about her husband's condition.Of course she doesn’t expect Dean to return any time soon. They are at war time now.The problem is, she is currently having a telecommunication with Daniela, using Rafael's phone. And she has learned that the rebel warriors have left Teles, but there’s no news about Dean.[Sara and Gideon too. They are not here!]“Haven't you had any news from the others?”[Sorry, Mary! If only I could leave my post, I’d have gone outside to ask someone. But I have so many patients here]Not feeling comfortable disturbing Daniela's work, Mary ends the call. Yet she stills holds Rafael’s phone, with a face filled with anxiety.“How is it?” asks Rafael.Mary simply gives back the phone, and rushes outside. He goes to the next door until she finds someone.“Roselyn! Can I leave Yerzhan with you for a while?”“Where are you going at this late?” asks Roselyn.Mary simply walks out while putting one
But soon, Jacoby Wilkerson is getting back on his feet, while leaning on his buckled left knee. His lower jaw has been obliterated, but is now slowly reconstructing its bones and flesh.“Enough with this! I’m going to kill you now!”Well, there’s no Samuel Bowman at the moment, while his own life is being threatened. He simply ignores the order, and seriously intends to kill Dean.“I’ll find an excuse later after killing you!”He takes out a box from inside his robe, and then picks one vial of fresh blood. His lower jaw hasn’t fully recovered yet, but he simply pours the blood into his mouth.The next second, he is surprised by Dean who is already so close in front of him, about delivering his ultimate punch.He reacts quite fast, and throws the leftover of the blood in that vial, by aiming at Dean’s eyes. It’s effective to disturb Dean.“Ugh, fuck!” Dean waves his left hand blindly, while rubbing his eyes with the right hand.Jacoby Wilkerson jumps away by delivering the incinerating
His presence alone poses a serious threat. With just his glance, all the warriors present are intimidated.Yes, the man isn't even exerting any dark aura, no mana, no spirit energy, nothing. He believes he has shown them how terrifying he is, and that's enough.“I have no concern with your conflict,” says Florian. “I only came for him. You can leave this place, and I’ll make sure to end this war once I take Dean Morton with me.”No one gives him an answer. They just stand there, petrified. Even Amanet is also gulping, feeling unsure how to respond to this situation.“What are you going to do to him?” asks Amanet.“You don’t need to know,” replies Florian, as he begins to walk toward where Dean is.And somehow, Amanet takes the risk, and lifts his ax. Florian notices it, glancing a little to his left while keeps walking composedly.“Or you can protect him by putting your life on the line,” he taunts.The first one who makes the move is actually Namsqeem, coming to Florian from his righ
Florian notices that the red aura covering the massive ax looks shaky and weakened. He squeezes the edge of the ax and crushes it.Crack!!!He hits Amanet once in the face, slamming him to the ground. It’s just that, without any intention to continue to inflict further damage.Florian stands there while glaring condescendingly at Amanet, and indeed Amanet really no longer has the determination to retaliate.Amanet looks so resigned Pride and honor, those are the main sources of his strength. But it seems like it has been completely destroyed. It’s not only by Florian's strength, but also by the burden of the past.“So, you are not totally ignorant about that story, huh?” says Florian rhetorically, quite understanding what Amanet is currently feeling.Of course, as a tribal leader, Amanet knows about his tribe's biggest disgrace. As a group that upholds honor, his parents always told him about this disgrace, so that he won’t repeat the same mistake.But what can he say now, when Floria
This situation reminds Namsqeem of Dean’s fight with Levi Schopenhauer. He rushes to help Dean, even though only with his shadowy form which is only the size of a kid.He flies so fast, but Dean is already trapped in the black sphere. He tries to break it, but to no avail.Zamir also tries to help. But none of his magic can deal any significant physical damage to break that black sphere either.“He is going to turn him into a vampire!” grumbles Namsqeem as he keeps trying to break the black sphere with his tiny claws.“Oh, God! We can’t let that happen!” mutters Zamir as he keeps casting his lightning mark. “No one in our group can stop him if he becomes one of them.”A moment later, that black sphere becomes fluid again, and whips those two in its flurry. The black sphere opens, and there Dean is kneeling in pain, groaning while holding his neck.Zamir, who has almost run out of mana, can no longer cast any magic spells, still insists on beating Florian. He keeps hitting Florian with