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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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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
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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
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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
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As soon as Valery finishes with the bite, Zulfik immediately groans before he collapses in pain. And Valery, his expression is so cold with a condescending gaze.“How shallow it is, letting a woman who already has a husband, fill your head,” he sneers.It's quite strange indeed, for Valery to give a curse that he considers a blessing, to someone whom he considers weak and low. But of course he has short-term goals for this.“If you want her that bad, why don’t you turn her into your puppet? There’s a risk that she may die by the curse because she is no longer a virgin. But you are not going to have her either way.”He then glances around, noticing the few rebel warriors who are still there witnessing what he has just done to Zulfik.As if not wanting those witnesses to ruin his plan, he spreads his wings and then hunts them one by one.Their scream of pain begins to break the silence, before it is interspersed by Harley Conrad’s robotic drones’ Gatling guns.In less than two minutes,
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They both turn quiet, while Zamira shuts her eyes closed and tries calling for his brother telepathically. She looks so awry for a while, before her awry face slowly wears down.On the other hand, in a certain underground gallery, one ancient apparition named Almas Khalfmazhon, is hovering right in front of a certain statue, while ignoring his two brothers.“It’s okay. He is already with Miarnin at the moment!” He mutters to himself in Nimeza language.“Hm? Who are you talking to?” asks Dastan, another one of the four ancient apparitions.It could be said that this one old man, Dastan Khalfmazhon, him and his forbidden magic, was the reason these ancient apparitions are still lingering around in this world despite the fact that they have long died.“It’s Zamira,” replies Almas. “She is worried about that young man.”“It’s not like her worrying about someone,” mutters Dastan to himself, looking curious.“He could be our last hope,” says Cresta. “The number of people who inherit our fat
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