God of Destruction

Chapter 8: Warning sound

The faces of the Fu Clan followers who had just returned looked pale and exhausted, as if they were carrying unstoppable bad news.

"Why did you come home with Lesu?" The Fu Clan Leader looked at the people who returned. "Where is Fu Yao?"

"Master Yao was killed." one of them, breathlessly, reported the incident that left everyone speechless in fear and confusion.

"What?" Fu Tao stood up in shock. "How could it be, he is a master tactician, defeating Wi Dar is not a problem for himMoreover, his cultivation is quite high too."

"Sir, we have fought as hard as we can. The fight against Elder Wi Dar was tough, but we were able to overcome it. We are almost in complete control," said one of the followers in a trembling voice.

However, just as their confidence reached its peak, the situation suddenly changed drastically. "But, when we thought we were close to winning, a mysterious person came. He appeared unexpectedly, with extraordinary speed and strength falling from the sky."

Fu Tao, the clan leader, clenched his fists, feeling anger overcome his heart. His hopes were so high and now they have been dashed. "And Mr. Yao? How could he lose?" he asked in a voice that rose, almost in disbelief.

The follower lowered his head, guilt filling his eyes. "That mysterious person was very strong, sir. They fought fiercely. Master Yao used all his techniques, but that opponent... he had abilities we had never seen beforeIn an instant, Master Yao fell down, helpless."

The atmosphere became tense and quiet, only the sound of the wind blowing softly could be heard entering the room. Fu Tao stood up straight, his eyes staring blankly out the window, trying to digest the harsh reality he had just received.

Anxiety and deep emotions appeared on Fu Tao's face. “Summon all the Clan Elders, right now!” he shouted in a voice that echoed throughout the corners of the hall.

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Meanwhile, in the Wi Clan, the atmosphere was much calmer but no less serious. Wi Dar, a wise and authoritative elder, looked at Hao, the young man who had just inherited legendary powers. “Hao, since you inherited the Power of the God of Destruction, I hope you can help me,” he said in a hopeful tone.

Zhi Hao nodded slowly. "What is that, Elder?" Hao asked with passionate curiosity.

“You brought the Ring of the God of Destruction, didn't you?” Wi Dar asked.

"Is this?" He shows the ring.

"Correct. That's the ring. There is a special space there that can be called a small world that resembles the big world and that can store living creatures."

Zhi Hao swallowed hard, noticing the black ring on his mother's finger. The dim light of the candles flickering in the room highlighted the mysterious lines engraved on the surface of the ring. "Is that true, Elder? A Special Room that can accommodate all of us?"

Wi Dar nodded seriously, his sharp eyes staring at Zhi Hao without blinking. "Yes, Zhi Hao, that ring is not just any ring. Created by the God of Destruction himself, it is believed to have the power to put anything into the world created within it."

Zhi Hao felt his heart pounding, the first time he felt afraid of the power he had at his fingertips. He looked up at Wi Dar, looking for reassurance. "And if I include all of us... Will we be able to go back?"

wi Dar smiled, as if he understood the worry that was raging in Zhi Hao's heart. "We can go back, but only if you allow it. You are the key holder of that small world, Zhi Hao."

Zhi Hao's eyes widened, a new realization dawned on him about the responsibility that now rested on his shoulders. His hands trembled slightly as he lifted the ring closer to his eyes, taking in the deeper details.

"So before that I trained in the inner space of this Ring?" he muttered to himself.

"Don't you do it!" The whisper echoed in Zhi Hao's head, mysterious and compelling. He groped around in the darkness of his ignorance, trying to understand who had given the warning.

"I'm sorry, Elder Wi, I haven't mastered it yet," said Zhi Hao in a trembling voice, asking for understanding.

Wi Dar, his face filled with disappointment, looked at Zhi Hao, "I understand, you've just started, but our time is running out."

"Now, how do I defend Wi Village, Elder?" Zhi Hao asked, anxiety creeping into his voice.

Wi Dar took a deep breath, as if the weight of the world was resting on his shoulders, "We have to withstand their coming invasion."

"Why don't we counter their attack tonight, or set a trap in their path of arrival?" Zhi Hao asked again, his eyes sparkling with determination.

"Ah, it's not that easy," Wi Dar shook his head, "Not everyone in Wi Village is skilled at fighting, and many of our warriors have been injured." A sense of desperation appeared in his voice. “That's why I hope you can use the Ring to protect us, even if only temporarily. However, I'm afraid we won't be able to rely on it.”

Wi Dar stared at Zhi Hao, his eyes burning with determination and suspicion. He was very sure that the young man was hiding something fundamental, because simple logic dictated that if Zhi Hao could get out of the World Ring, he should also be able to get back in the same way. However, Wi Dar chose not to press further.

"Okay, now take some time to rest. Think about how to get back into the Ring," said Wi Dar in a calm but authoritative voice.

"Yes, Elder," answered Zhi Hao in a tired but respectful voice.

"You can use the empty room in this house, which was once occupied by that traitorous student. However, be prepared to clean it yourself. "That room hasn't been used for a long time and is definitely dirty, filled with dust and nests of dark animals," continued Wi Dar, his eyes never leaving Zhi Hao's reaction.

Zhi Hao bowed respectfully before walking in the direction indicated by Wi Dar.

When he pushed open the door to the room, thick dust immediately greeted him, prickling his breath. He quickly waved his hand, trying to dislodge the flying dust and find a way out through the large ventilation in the room.

Zhi Hao sat and meditated, then the same voice sounded.

“Do not reveal to anyone else the existence of the Ring. Danger will stalk you!”

Zhi Hao looked at the bracelet, he was sure it was the bracelet that was talking to him. “What are you really?”