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Dean Morton : The Paupers' Guardian Angel 339 -
While under Albert’s control, that small specter seeps into Samuel’s head. Immediately, the man’s face turns so mad.“We know, as a vampire, your body can no longer replenish mana naturally,” says Nicholson. “We will wait until you run out of mana first before putting your head back to your body. Just enough to keep you alive, but there’s nothing you can do. There will be no way for you to force that specter out.”“I never expected that one day I would be able to control you like a puppet,” Albert chuckles, before holding Samuel’s head. “Now, before turning you into a puppet, why don’t you show me where your boss is?”Annoyed and panting, Samuel still tries hard to protect his mind, amidst the pain from his neck, and also from his two severed arms.Finally, after a few moments in silence, Albert opens his eyes. “Sanctity Ridge Tower, Roxwin Hill. It’s just one hour from here.”“Screw you,” Samuel grumbles.“Okay, you control him and take us there!” says Nicholson as he takes his leave
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Valery is not the only one in the chamber. Venera sits kneeling with a blank face on the left of the throne. On the right stands Catalin, Florian's closest friend for the past hundred years.At the front, there are four other members of the main family, with two of them having their bituminous wings on their back, looking so ready for a fight.Likewise with Florian, whose bituminous wings are still active, and his body is always shrouded in spirit energy.He has to keep exerting this spirit energy and also keeping his alertness at the highest to prevent Valery from taking control over his mind and body.It has drained his stamina a lot, and he has been drinking almost all his blood supplies. The two vials in his hands are the only blood supplies he has right now.“I'm sick of seeing your mask of innocence,” Florian croaks. “I know you were the one who killed my parents. Everything is just your plot to brainwash me, creating an image as a hero so that I will always see you as a savior.”
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He pulls the katana which is stuck on his shoulder, and the cut wound starts to heal at a high rate. Soon, Marin throws the katana back at Florian.“Here! I'm giving it back to you!”The katana flies so fast, with its tip directed at Florian’s face. Florian manages to tilt his head to the left to avoid it. But he still gets a shallow cut on his cheek, while the katana is stuck on the wall.Marin gets back inside, and then lands. Now, there’s a unique red mark floating above his head, and some kind of unique brand in the shape of burn marks on both of his forearms. There’s even a thin red aura in the shape of sphere covering his both knuckles.Florian knows this is Marin’s trademark, a powerful aura skill ‘The brand of Ash’, which grants him the blessing of flame.All his attacks after this will have combustion effect, and everyone who touches him will be covered in ash. Marin even leaves traces of burning ground in each step he takes.“Oi, Oi! Marin!” Teddy McDonald calls. “Can’t you c
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And one thing that Florian knows about this condition, the man can no longer use his brain anymore. But Marin will be much more savage, fierce, strong, and also fast.The sudden change in Marin’s speed catches Florian in surprise. He isn’t ready yet, and Marin has caught him from behind, lifting him up before slamming his head to the floor.Boom!! Brakk!!!It’s so heavy that it creates a massive crater on the floor. And soon, the floor crumbles and they both fall to the floor below.It turns so quiet for a moment, before Marin gets out from the falling debris. He is really like stupid beast, without any correct mind.He just walks away, confused, not finding his opponent. In fact, Florian shouldn’t bee too far away from where he fell.Well, he is completely depending on his instinct rather than reasoning. He looks around, and roars fiercely with rage, like asking for more. And soon…Blaarrr!!!The debris covering Florian is blown away. The man raises, with body fully covered with thic
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Florian’s face turns a bit gloomy, and somewhat hopeless. He just realizes how pointless it is trying to stop Valery.“I’ve tried to kill him,” he says as he approaches Venera. “But I couldn’t do anything.”“I know,” Zamira affirms. “As long as you are under his curse, you can never confront him.”Florian gently holds Venera’s head, and soon, the girl gasps and startles. She looks so clueless, with a pale face and tears welling in her eyes.The moment she recognizes Florian, she immediately hugs him, like a frightened baby looking for protection.Florian knows Valery can control Venera again and takes her from him. But at least, he knows there is another way he can do to free Venera from the curse.“It’s okay! You are safe now! Let’s get away from here.”He then invites Venera to follow him, heading to the broken part of the wall. He spreads his wings, intending to leave that tower by flying.“Florian!” Zamira calls.“Thank you for freeing me from Catalin's ice cage. But I can’t help y
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Even though they still look as scary as usual, none of them release their war cry like the old time. And Dean doesn't feel any evil intentions from them at all.They stay there, as if they are waiting for something. Soon, their leader, Erkin, appears from the darkness of the forest, stepping forward while patting the few comrades he passes, and then greets Dean.“Dean! Morton!” he greets, in stammered words.“Oh? You can speak? And you even know my name?” replies Dean with a little surprise.“Live! Peace! Eat! Humans! No more,” says Erkin.Everyone looks confused, unable to grasp what Erkin is trying to convey. Later, a female hypfixasu, Erika, conveys Erkin’s words fluently from behind the pack.“We are very grateful because you have freed us from the shackles of Albert Lawson. We just want to live in peace, and will never bother humans anymore. So, please! Stop hunting us.”There Dean begins to understand. It seems they have misunderstood, thinking that his presence there is to hunt
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Cresta comes to Dean, and draws his right palm closer to Dean’s heart. Dean’s entire body begins to be shrouded by abundant spirit energy.He intends to cleanse Dean’s blood from the curse. But somehow, he realizes that Dean is still trying to push out that corrupted energy by instinct, even in an unconscious state.And soon, a small amount of bituminous liquid leaks out of his mouth and nose, evaporating along with some amount of mana and spirit energy.“There’s not much left,” says Cresta. “I didn’t even need to do anything but fill his vessel a bit with my spirit. He is quite skilled at maintaining the purity of his mana and spirit energy, so that they are not easily polluted by the dark corrupting energy.”“Yes! He has thrown out quite a lot of that dark corrupting energy before,” says Namsqeem.“Impressive! The curse is much stronger than the previous one, and he could reject it! No one has done it so far. Anyway, who put the curse on him? Was it Valery?”“No, it was someone else
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Starting to understand the problem, Dean can’t help but have a silly smile on his face. “I don't care if you want to kill them. But are you sure? There are so many of them!”“Erkin! Want! Revenge! Give! Erkin! Permission!”“Permission? Sigh! Look! They are not my friends! They are my enemies,” says Dean.“Enemies? They! Human!”Somehow, this one hypfixasu does not fully understand the complexity of social between humans.“Well! Something like me and Albert Lawson! You got it?”Dean takes his face away, and begins to rub his head in a dilemma.He has something urgent with Nimeza’s core. But this issue isn't just about the Estuaria soldiers who seem to want to attack Efreilor.There is a risk that these people could discover the location of Nimeza's grave by accident if he just ignores them.“Okay, I’ll help you get your revenge. How many friends do you have here?”“Numbers? Six! Hundred! Seventy! Two!”“Oh, God! That many?” Dean pats his forehead, not expecting these hypfisaxus have gr
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