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Healing God's Heir: Abandoned Son-in-law 263. Exchange Between El and Aarav
............The branches of the Tree of Wisdom tightened around Commander Roland, Anki, and Brian, lifting them slightly off the ground. The air crackled with energy as the tree began to glow brighter, the green light from its leaves intensifying.Aarav watched intently, feeling a growing sense of anticipation.A low hum filled the air, resonating deep within their chests. The tree's branches pulsed with energy, and tendrils of light began to flow from the tree into the three warriors.Their bodies absorbed the energy, their forms outlined in a radiant glow. The tree seemed to be singing, its leaves rustling in a harmonious melody that echoed through the forest.Commander Roland gritted his teeth as the energy surged through him, feeling his muscles tighten and his mind sharpen. Anki’s eyes widened in awe, sensing the changes in her body. Brian clenched his fists, feeling a newfound power coursing through his veins. The tree’s energy was transforming them, elevating them beyond the
Healing God's Heir: Abandoned Son-in-law 264. Catching One of the Plaguebringers
............"Ahhh... Damn it. How did they know we're hiding here? How did our cover get blown? Who messed up? Don't let me catch you, or I'll skin you alive and play ping pong with your marbles!" A robed man ran alongside four others, clutching the wound in his stomach, cursing loudly, filled with rage and bloodlust."BANG... BAM...!!""Ahhh... fuck... you...!" A sharp arc sliced through the air before one of the robed men fell, clutching his stomach, blood pouring from the wounds. He cursed before spewing blood and collapsing, lifeless."Damn it... damn it. How is this guy so strong? Wasn't the information that he's just an old man, retired from the scene? When did he become this powerful? Fuck...!" The robed man, still clutching his stomach, cursed and looked back, ducking just in time to avoid being split open like one of his fallen comrades."Sizzle... Sizzle... Zaap...!""Ohh... shit... Boom!" The robed man kept running, watching his men fall one by one like flies. He was the
Healing God's Heir: Abandoned Son-in-law 265. The Aged Amberdale City
............"It's no use beating myself up. I need to make this trash talk and give me information about the rest of his group. There's no way in hell I believe this scum was acting alone; there have to be more bastards like him!" Archbishop Deniel mumbled angrily. He wrapped the robed man in vines and started dragging him towards Amberdale City.A while later, he arrived at the massive wall made of mud and tree vines. Like Quartzgate City, Amberdale had a single entrance with a huge door guarded by several soldiers checking those coming and going. Unlike Quartzgate, this city wasn't crowded. Its dangerous location deterred ordinary people, so only those from the supernatural world ventured here. Even the residents belonged solely to the supernatural side.Passing through the gates after the guards recognized him, Deniel was greeted by the familiar sight of Amberdale. Despite this being his third visit, he was still struck by how the city maintained its medieval culture. Simple h
Healing God's Heir: Abandoned Son-in-law 266. Attack of The Cultists on Amberdale
............The robed man remained silent despite being bound and stared down by the veteran. His eyes clearly showed that he had no intention of speaking to them; rather, he looked down on them, daring them to make him talk if they could."You're really brave, aren't you? Even after being bound, you have the audacity to look down on us. Hey, buddies, let's open this guy's skull. No need to hold back!" The old man sighed, gesturing to his companions and speaking in an unrestrained, angry tone, his temple twitching."...!"They began to chant softly, invoking ancient techniques to loosen the man's tongue by messing with his brain signals, making him experience pain worse than childbirth.Vines tightened around the man's limbs, and a heavy, insistent pressure began to build in his mind from the torture, urging him to speak.Back in the church,Archbishop Deniel continued his sermon, speaking of hope and resilience. "We are the guardians of Amberdale, protectors of the sacred balance b
Healing God's Heir: Abandoned Son-in-law 267. Elder Thistlewood and Sage Cedarwind
............Deniel fought with a fierce determination, his every strike driven by the need to eradicate these vermin.The guards of Amberdale, though brave, struggled against the trained and dirty-fighting cultists.In the midst of the chaos, Deniel caught sight of a cultist leader, a tall figure with a sinister smile.Their eyes locked, and Deniel felt a surge of fury. This was the one orchestrating the attacks, the mastermind behind this group of cultists."You...!" With a roar, Deniel charged at the leader."Lightning Snakes... Ice Spears!" Deniel attacked relentlessly, not giving his enemy a chance to breathe."Boom... Crash...!" A thunderous noise erupted, sending dust and debris flying."Cough... cough...!" The cultist leader, caught off guard, staggered and coughed up blood, trying to stand his ground."Where?" Deniel demanded, his voice filled with fury. "Where are the other cultist bastards?"The cultist leader laughed, a chilling sound. "You cannot stop what is coming, Ar
Healing God's Heir: Abandoned Son-in-law 268. Elder Pinehaven and Elder Elmheart
............"Elder Thistlewood, Archbishop Deniel, please come in," Cedarwind greeted them warmly, stepping aside to let them enter.As they settled inside the cozy, herb-scented room, Cedarwind looked at them with a knowing gaze. "What brings you here in such haste?"Thistlewood exchanged a glance with Deniel before speaking. "Cedarwind, we are in dire need of your abilities. The city is under threat from cultists, and we need to track them down. We were hoping you could use your gifts to help us locate them."Cedarwind's expression grew serious as she listened. She nodded slowly, understanding the gravity of the situation. "I will do what I can. Give me a moment to prepare."She moved gracefully to a small, round table in the center of the room, adorned with crystals, candles, and various artifacts. As Cedarwind began to chant softly, the candles flickered, casting dancing shadows on the walls. The air grew heavy with anticipation, and Deniel felt a shiver run down his spine.Eld
Healing God's Heir: Abandoned Son-in-law 269. Executing the Plan in Cattle Farms
............"Now, now, Elders. Let's calm down and hear the plan first. We can't recklessly charge at them knowing how dangerous they can be. I heard in the last fight more than half of the guards lost their lives against those Cultists, so we must avoid making the same mistake again," spoke up a tall woman with long grey hair worn loose, soothing the hot-headed old men before turning to Archbishop Deniel.She was Healer Ashgrove, a tall, thin woman with long, straight grey hair and a slight ashen hue to her skin. Her dark, reflective eyes conveyed depth and wisdom. She dressed in simple, loose-fitting dresses in neutral tones."Yes, obviously we have a plan, but first we need to meet up with Elder Thistlewood, who is keeping an eye on those Cultists!" nodded Archbishop Deniel, reminding them of the need to gather with Elder Thistlewood before explaining their strategy."Huh... so Elder Thistlewood is already there. Let's go, what are we waiting for? We don't know what those lunatic
Healing God's Heir: Abandoned Son-in-law 270. Sly Cultist Leader
............As the farm workers clustered around the fallen old man, a murmur of concern and confusion spread through the crowd. The seven elders, now blending seamlessly with the workers, began their subtle investigation, watching for any unusual reactions.Elder Thistlewood, keeping up his act, knelt beside the old man and gently closed his eyes. "This is a terrible day," he said with a grave voice, "We must find out who did this."Elder Thistlewood's only intent was to draw everyone's attention to himself, which is why he made the old man appear dead by using a delayed deep sleep spell. If anyone observed closely, they would realize the truth, but Elder Thistlewood instilled fear in others to keep them from approaching.Meanwhile, the other seven elders subtly probed the strangers present on the cattle farm by pretending to bump into them or accidentally slipping and falling over them. Each elder used their own tricks to assess each stranger."Hmm, oh... Everyone, don't worry.
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314. Deep Longing
............Emilia's thunderous encouragement made her men roar and hold their shields high before a large dome-shaped barrier was released by all the defenders standing on the city outskirts.As the enemy surged forward with deafening roars, the defenders braced themselves.The first clash of the enemy landed on the barrier spread out like a blanket over them and the city, keeping them safe from the initial onslaught. The healers stood behind, weaving their spells with practiced precision, ready to assist if the enemy breached the barrier and clashed with the defenders.Amid the chaos, Emilia’s gaze remained steady. "I won't let you pass and destroy my homeland, where I worked hard to create a peaceful and loving family.".....Back in The The Realm of Elandor,Capital City, Eldoria,"My Lord, the heir of the Goddess Astraia has arrived and is expecting your presence. She seems distressed!" Cardinal Gabriel announced as he entered the vast library where Aarav was deeply engrossed i
313. Emilia's Clash With Her Enemies
............"What... do you know them? Who are they?" Emilia asked in a serious tone, hearing that Aria was familiar with the attackers."Yes... these are the same people who attacked Elandor's domain a while back. And I am pretty sure you can guess whose forces these are," Aria said with a contemplative look before she gave a glance at Emilia, who seemed to understand what Aria was trying to point out."I know... looks like we can’t overlook it any longer. Lady Aria, may I request you to get reinforcements, as I am not sure about the extent of the destruction these forces can cause in our land?" Emilia nodded, her face turning even graver before she bowed towards Aria and made her request."Please, you don't have to request it from me. I will help you either way, as it's also a threat to our land. While I go and gather reinforcements, can you hold on for a while?" Aria asked, stopping Emilia from bowing to her as she smiled in determination and agreed immediately."Yes, we will hol
312. The Storm Brewing
............"You will be even more amazed, Lady Emilia, if you meet Lord Veridian in person. He is an amazing Divine Heir of God Elandor, from how he conducts himself to the way he carries the light with him," Aria said with respect in her tone, showing how great an impression Aarav Veridian had left on her."Now I am even more eager to meet Lord Veridian. Let's hope he is as great as your words describe him to be," Emilia said with a slight smile, raising the corner of her mouth as she met Aria's eyes, who returned her gaze with a confident stare.After that, Aria and Emilia talked about their plans—how they were going to weather the upcoming storm.The discussion went on for hours before they decided to walk out of the temple."By the way, Lady Emilia, if you are busy and have something important to attend to, then you don't have to personally accompany me," Aria said as she walked alongside Emilia, who had decided to show her around their capital city, Phelia."No way, Lady Aria.
311. Emilia, Heir to Goddess Seraphina
............“LORD HEIR!” The crowd cheered again, even louder this time. Aarav raised his hand, gesturing for silence.“Alright, alright,” he said with a smile. “I get your enthusiasm. But we don’t just need high spirits—we need unity. We need all of you to step forward together, to face this reality as one and bring about a bright future.”His voice was filled with fervor, carrying a weight that seemed to stir the very air around them. The believers of Elandor below shook with goosebumps, feeling the power in Aarav’s words, which were infused with a subtle trace of Divine Energy.Aarav had intended to boost their morale—and it worked far better than he had expected. The crowd stood straighter, their faith and the fire burning brighter than ever.Aarav looked at the crowd one last time before waving to them. He stepped down from the podium and returned to discuss their next steps with the Pope and Cardinals.He wasn’t the only one making preparations. As Aria had promised him, she a
310. Preparing For Fight Ahead
............A sudden, overwhelming pressure exploded from the throne, sending him hurtling through the air and crashing into one of the tree’s thick branches outside the temple."Cough, cough...!!" The High Prophet spat blood but slowly made his way back into the temple. Kneeling once again, he showed no anger or frustration at being injured—only trembling fear in the face of the figure’s fury on the throne.Sylas’s eyes, glowing with an unnatural light, cut through the darkness as he sat motionless on the throne, his presence suffocating. The High Prophet of Pestilence didn’t dare lift his head. The air around them was thick with the stench of rot and corruption, heavy with a crushing pressure.“Elandor’s Heir... and the Heir of Astraia,” Sylas muttered, his voice filled with disdain. “How dare she interfere in my plans?”His words echoed, each one pressing down harder on the High Prophet. Silence followed, broken only by the distant howling wind outside the temple. The elder remai
309. Lord Sovereign
............“Thank you,” Aria replied, her movements graceful as she took a seat across from him. Between them stood a small circular table, with a basket of snacks and fruit placed in the center, adding a touch of warmth to the room’s otherwise solemn atmosphere."Mr. Aarav, what are your plans regarding the cultists? I’m certain they won’t stop invading this continent and causing chaos," Aria asked, sitting back in a relaxed position, her eyes steady on him.Aarav sighed, his tone dim and unconfident. "What can I do alone? Even with the Crystal Healing Organization backing me, I’m not confident in facing those lunatic cultists." He spoke with a heaviness, aware of the overwhelming power he had witnessed in their last battle.He knew his own limitations. The devastation left by the cultists was a harsh reminder. Even Pope Aurelius, with all his influence, wouldn’t be enough to turn the tide. Aarav understood that unless he reached the fourth stage, the *Virtuoso of Vitality*, he wo
308. Aria's Timely Arrival
............"Ah... thank you! And how should I address you?" Aarav quickly snapped out of his daze, expressing his gratitude before asking with a respectful tone."Aria... Heir to the Goddess of Stars, Astraia. It's a pleasure to meet you, Lord Heir..." Aria smiled, her face radiant like a flower blooming under the soft glow of moonlight. The sight made Aarav's heart race uncontrollably."Aarav... it's just Aarav, Miss Aria. Please, don't be so formal; it makes me feel uncomfortable." He interrupted her before she could speak too respectfully again, gently requesting that she call him by his name instead.Aarav didn’t want to come off like some spoiled young master, or as if they were stuck in some ancient civilization that hadn’t learned how to speak casually about simple things."Oh... alright, Mr. Aarav." Aria seemed a little surprised but then covered her mouth and chuckled. "Fufu...You don’t seem to like the ancient etiquette, do you?"Her soft laughter filled the air, the warm
307. Timely Arrival of Ethereal Figure
............"Enough of this!" One of the cultists yelled, raising his hand into the air. A dark aura began swirling around him, corrupting the very energy in the atmosphere. The others followed, channeling the same malevolent force, preparing for a combined attack.Aarav could feel the shift—their power was immense. He flinched, sensing the ominous energy closing in around him."You think that’ll be enough to get rid of me?" Aarav’s voice cut through the tension. "You’ve forgotten who you're dealing with."As the dark energy swirled and gathered, Aarav took a deep breath and raised his weapon high. The blade gleamed with a blinding light, and the ground trembled under his feet as his divine power flared to life."Let me show you what true divine power looks like," Aarav declared, his voice steady. With one decisive motion, he shattered the one-use divine tool he carried, instantly replenishing the lost energy within him.And then, with explosive force, he unleashed it."Craaack... B
306. Aarav vs Four Plaguebringers
............"Clanngg....Boomnn...!!""Swiish....Bammn...!!""Ahh... Cough... Cough...!" Aarav took another relentless hit, sliding back a few steps before losing his balance and dropping to one knee, blood dripping from his mouth."Hahaha... Elandor's Heir, already broken? I was hoping to play with you some more!" The bald cultist cackled, his words dripping with contempt.Aarav wiped the blood from his lips, smirking. "Feeling smug, huh? It’s just a scratch, nothing worth mentioning." He rose to his feet, his body glowing as the injury healed instantly, as though it never existed.The cultist's eyes widened, then his expression twisted with anger. "Damn it! I forgot Elandor is the God of Healing and Medicine!" Realizing his mistake, fury replaced his shock, and he lunged at Aarav in a blind rage, furious at being humiliated.Aarav's smile turned cold. "Heh, let me show you what else I can do," he muttered under his breath."Swishhh... Whoosh...!!"The cultist attacked wildly, but A
