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
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,
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
Inside the chamber, there are at least eight skeletons of the previous kings, who failed handling the fusion with the ancient apparitions.Meanwhile, there are six solid stone statues, the six previous kings who were able to fuse with the ancients apparitions, but failed to get near Nimeza’s core.Amongst them, there’s one statue with a crown in its head, standing near the door of the massive dome-like compartment.“No way! This is...” Camran slowly comes closer to that one statue, seeming to recognize it.“He is Shav’ar Nothazai, the greatest amongst them all,” says Cresta. “He fused with my oldest brother’s spirit, Amanet. But he still failed to inherit our father’s core.”Camran’s face looks gloomy, with watery eyes. He can’t help but reminisce about the peaceful life during Shav’ar Nothazai’s regime in Yegristan while he was still a kid.“He suddenly disappeared along with this crown,” mutters the old man as he takes off the crown from the statue’s head. “No one knows where he wen
Dastan seeps into Dean’s head. Unlike before, Dean is now screaming so wild, releasing much wilder spirit energy and a suffocating aura around him.His energy begins to be tainted and dark, with some small sparks of dark lightning exploding around him. Camran and Shynar can’t even stand it, and have to step back.Half an hour later, slowly but surely, Dean’s screaming is dying out. His red hair is still waving upward even though his body is no longer exerting the burst of spirit energy.That red hair is still glowing almost like a flame. The same with his eyes, gleaming with crimson red. He releases so much heat to his surroundings that Camran and Shynar have to cover their faces.“I think he is ready,” says Miarnin.“You two!” Cresta calls Camran and Shynar. “You better not get close to our father’s body. You will stop breathing because of it.”Cresta tells Camran to lift a certain switch on the wall near the chamber entrance. And soon, the metal door of that one massive dome-like com
“What?” Rafael comes closer, before whispering to Daniela’s face. “You ask me when did I get this blessing of immortality? I’ve always had it for the last 900 years. The thing about me getting the curse from Howard McKenzie was all lies.”While Daniela is still holding the broken sword and her wounded belly, Rafael is busy rummaging through her clothes to find the key to Nimeza’s chamber.It’s not that hard for him to find it. He has been observing Daniela all this time. He takes the necklace out, and even grins with an amused face by showing off that necklace at Daniela. He really behaves so differently, like he is a totally different person.“We’ve long known they are going to use him as the next candidate to inherit Nimeza’s core,” utters Rafael while holding his chuckles, leaving Daniela in her agony. “We've been setting this up for a long time, and this war is just one of the many ways to force him to lead me to this place.”On the other hand, Musgly hasn’t completely finished fo
Luckily for them, Musgly appears, already in his forged spirit form, and confronts Rafael, hunting him with his sharp blade-like limbs.He swirls and swirls, while delivering nonstop slashing attacks, either like a tornado or darting in a swirl like a screw.“Fuck! Not you again! Be gone!”Rafael waves his left hand from below, and releases his bituminous liquid, making it look like an elongated limb delivering a whiplash.Scrriiieechhh!!! Musgly screams as one of his limbs is severed.At least, he is able to give Namsqeem a moment to regroup, and soon, together, they try to make Rafael busy as best as they can.On the other hand, Miarnin’s fusion with Dean hasn’t finished yet. Unlike with Almas and Dastan, currently Dean looks calm, without enduring any pain.He is still under the influence of Nimeza’s core, which is still strongly stabilizing his soul and spirit energy.What he is experiencing right now is passing dreams after dreams, as some of Miarnin’s strong memories flash in hi