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
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
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
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
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
In reality, Dean is still doubtful, with a fear that is quite difficult for him to describe. And again, the faces of the wife and son he would leave behind resurface in his mind.But this is a risk he has to take, and so he activates the antique watch again to open the path to enter Nimeza’s grave.“Let’s go!” he invites.They head to the door which leads to the underground tunnel. As soon as everyone gets down there, he readjusts the hand clocks to 4, 8, and 12.The entrance door is closed, but the underground tunnel is still illuminated by the glowing Nimeza inscriptions on the wall.“Could there be some kind of trap here?” asks Kosha observing his surroundings.Shynar reads one verse, and it’s just some wise quote about life. There’s nothing special about it. Until suddenly…“So, you’ve finally made up your mind?” says someone in Nimeza language.It’s actually Miarnin coming to them, Dean’s ancestor, representing his brothers to welcome Dean.Somehow, Dean always feels so familiar w
Impatient or not, Valery is now really out on the field. He takes part in the war with Tritons and Tetartos in Dolis, a city located in the southern part of Meispein.Unlike Teles, Dolis is a metropolitan city which has a large area. It directly borders Krago to the south, and Acrary province on the west.If they could take over this city, both Zalfari and Krago would be in a difficult situation. But sadly, Elian Korey, the mayor of Krago, doesn’t send any back-up to defend Dolis.Since the disappointing election, he has cut any communication with Zalfari. He lets Dastan and his friends protect Mespein themselves.However…“Finally! The soldiers from Efreilor are coming!”“Don’t lose hope yet!”“Get back to your position!”“We have to drive them away!”Yes, there are still some troops coming from Krago and other cities of Efreilor province. But their arrival is based on their own initiative, after a long bickering with their mayors and governor.Not only armed soldiers, but there are a
Neda has also realized this situation. But he just shakes his head with a firm expression on his face, looking so affirm to just ignore those people.“You are asking me to just abandon them?” asks Zamir with a disbelieving face. “What if it was your own family they are taking away? Would you abandon them too?”“There’s nothing we can do,” says Neda. “You will only sacrifice more lives. We will save them later. Believe me, they won’t kill those people. They need them for their blood stocks!”Zamir still looks so clueless. Even if they have to retreat now and try it later, he doesn’t think it will be much different.Impatient, Neda snatches the radio from Zamir's shoulder, and gives the order to all his friends to retreat.Those rebel warriors gradually retreat. There are those who are still fighting, either with their swords, or using submachine guns from a far. But this is simply to give others a chance to help any wounded friends to get away.It turns out there are two foreign journa