The blood that should have soaked Bell's clothes was nowhere to be seen, yet the gaping wound on her abdomen remained, along with the deep cut on her shoulder and the bruise on her ankle. Harper, though exhausted, couldn't ignore the bizarre situation. She had to find a healer, but until then, she encased Bell in her cosmic stardust, hoping to preserve the flame of her life as much as possible. Just as Harper was about to leave, the blood on her own clothes began to squirm unnaturally. Blood wasn't supposed to move on its own, especially not the blood of a mortal. Harper's brows furrowed, her lips parted lightly as if she was about to say something but didn’t know what. At that very moment, the blood from Harper's clothes floated bead by bead and began to flow towards Bell's pocket. Harper found this strange. As an experienced demigod, she had seen many unusual things, but this was a first. Even her divine senses couldn't pick up on what was happening. She reached towards Bell's
"Mr. George," Lilith called out skeptically, her voice a blend of anxiety and hesitation.Mr. George glanced around, noting the fear etched on the faces of the two women. He forced a light smile, attempting to shift the conversation. "Come on, guys, I’m sure none of us actually wants to be here. Why don't we find a way to speed things up so we can all be on our merry way? Hazel, you can go back to being a freak huntress, and Lilith, ah yes, my dear Lilith, you can go back to—" Mr. George paused awkwardly, remembering that mad clown had destroyed the spatial prison she was supposed to be guarding. Realization dawned on him. "Lilith, you're a powerful Blessed, an almighty at the state rank. You can do whatever you want.""It doesn’t work that way, Mr. George," Lilith replied blandly."Well then, how does it work? Because so far, it looks to me like you damn freak—I mean, Blessed humans have no respect for human life whatsoever," Mr. George said, struggling to maintain his smile."I kno
Liam shot through the clouds, leaving behind a trail of crimson light. He closed his eyes and absorbed the feeling of freedom that came with being a demigod.Liam's speed instantly accelerated as he soared away at the speed of sound. He circled around the clouds, maneuvering like a bird. Inevitably, Liam began to spread his divine sense. The moment he did so, he perceived the world in a different light—the clouds, the wind, even the people in the city and everything his powerful divine sense could cover. He could perceive it all.Liam began to experiment. He focused his divine sense on the humans alone until they morphed into small balls of flame within his perception. Most of these flames were white, but occasionally, some red flames would appear. These red flames varied in intensity—some big, some small, some flickering, and some blazing. The red ones were all demigods, and the white ones were normal humans.Liam stopped when he noticed other divine senses expressing rage and disple
"She's lying to you, Liam." Hybris's cold voice echoed in Liam's mind, the words a chilling reminder of the gravity of the situation. That was all he needed to end this charade. "Prepare yourself, Midas," Liam said, his voice a resolute whisper of determination. As his words hung in the air, a crimson aura began to envelop him, radiating with an intensity that signaled his readiness for battle. Midas sighed, a resigned look crossing her face. "I wish it didn't have to come to this." She raised her gloved hands, which immediately glowed with a golden hue. The ground beneath her feet began to shimmer, the trees and leaves, even the cascading waterfall, transformed by her touch. Her authority turned everything to gold, creating an otherworldly, gilded landscape. Liam didn't wait for her to strike first. He launched himself at her, his speed blinding. Midas barely had time to react. She stomped her feet into the ground, causing it to sink and rise in uneven waves. The earth, where it l
Midas stomped the ground with force, causing it to sink and form a smooth slope. In the next instant, hundreds of golden tendrils shot out from the earth, homing in on Liam like guided missiles. Liam maneuvered in the air, blasting crimson flares that burned with fierce intensity at the golden tendrils, but their numbers were overwhelming. He soared higher, aiming to create more distance. Suddenly, a golden tendril lashed around his ankle. Without hesitation, Midas yanked him downward, smashing him into the slope. With a swift motion of her hands, Midas manipulated the golden earth to rise, forming thick walls that encircled Liam. Before he could react, she sealed the top, trapping him within. Midas began to bury the golden prison further into the ground, her intent clear: to entomb him. A county-level demigod could survive several days without oxygen, so trapping Liam for an hour or two wouldn't cause much harm. Just then, the ground trembled, as if a powerful force was bei
The golden forest occasionally trembled, its radiant leaves falling like gilded tears as two blurred silhouettes clashed at the speed of sound. One radiated a crimson glow, while the other shimmered with golden light. Their ceaseless battle caused sonic booms to erupt, shattering the tranquil beauty of the forest.With a thunderous crash, both figures plummeted into a small golden waterfall, which burst into a cascade of sparkling fragments. Midas tasted blood in her mouth, the metallic scent overwhelming her senses. Despite her formidable power, keeping up with Liam proved impossible. His occasional strikes that breached her defenses left her injured and desperate."Liam, they have a state-level blessed with them. We need to go, now," Hybris's voice echoed in Liam's mind.Crimson flames erupted from Liam, coursing through his body and into his blade. He thrust the fiery sword towards Midas.Midas clapped her hands, solidifying the air into gold. She used the golden barrier to defend
Liam shot through the sky like a comet, a crimson halo radiating from his body as he sped away. He was planning to detour around the area before heading back to Washington, D.C. It was the best way to avoid being followed or tracked by other demigods. But until then, he had to find a way to shake off Lilith. Lilith's expression was calm as she gave chase at a moderate speed. As a state-level blessed, she could easily catch up to Liam if she wanted to, but instead, she silently observed from a distance. Most would consider this lucky, but to Liam, it was just nerve-racking. "What the hell is she doing?" Liam questioned with a somber tone. Hybris flashed into reality, and in turn, Liam retracted his crimson sword. He needed to focus all his aura into flying faster. "She bears no killing intent towards you. It seems like she's more fascinated by how your blessing works. It could be the Hegemon sword or how you're able to fly without following the basic standards of Earth's blessed,"
Hazel and Mr. George arrived at the site of the battle swiftly, their car barely coming to a halt before they dashed into the golden forest. They moved with care, sidestepping the sharp, glittering leaves that littered the ground. They reached the spot where Midas had fallen, and there, lying peacefully on the ground, was a golden statue of her. Mr. George appeared indifferent to her plight, more concerned with Liam's fate and whether Lilith had managed to capture him. Hazel, however, was shattered. Her face went ashen as she knelt beside the golden statue of her friend. She gently caressed Midas's cold, lifeless face, her eyes filled with disbelief. She had never seen Midas like this before and feared she might never see her alive again. At that moment, Lilith materialized from afar, appearing before them in an instant. "I lost him," she said breathlessly. "His speed was alarmingly close to my own." Hazel remained silent, her shock too profound for words. Mr. George, however,