hope you enjoy it. don't forget to comment and give your stone to the novel.
Arash felt it. That red light was much stronger than he could control and he felt so close to being hit by it that his chest began to heave and a bitter taste spread in his mouth. Bitter as death. ((Arash!)) Arash heard someone scream. At that moment, closer to death than ever, Arash's body reminded him of what was best, so faster than he could think, his shield appeared in his left hand And for the first time in a long time, his shield found its place in his left hand, however, this time was different from all the previous times. It wasn't because Arash's body control had reached its highest possible level or wasn't because he could use his body in the best way, the reason was somewhere else, because he realized, the smallest parts of the shield moved in his hand, And wanted to convey to Arash the best way to deal with that attack. There was no thinking and intelligence in that shield, but only experience. The shield that was in the hands of the most powerful shield holders in
Arash, whose brain was locked, the only word that could come out of his mouth was this. ((Hello.)) It seems that the spirit heard Arash's voice because he concreted and Arash could see from that formless aura a seven-year-old boy wearing clothes that looked more like sacks than clothes. The little soul looked at Arash with curious eyes. ((Uncle...you...can you see me?)) Arash was not afraid that he had seen a ghost, so only nodded his head and brought a smile to his lips. The little spirit became happy and started jumping. ((Uncle...uncle...uncle...uncle...yeah...yeah...uncle...my mother!...my mother!...uncle...uncle...)) Arash raised his hands and put them in front of him and tried to calm that little soul. ((Heh heh heh..clam down... Calm down…I help you find your mother.....)) While seeing the happiness of that little soul, Arash waved his hand to calm the little soul down. The little spirit, delighted, was calming down little by little, but instead of jumping one after th
An unknown number of hours passed... Arash, calmer than ever, was lying on the ground and muttering a sentence. ((Why didn't I go crazy?)) The halo around Arash? It was out of the halo state and it seemed that a golden liquid was swirling around Arash and whispering a destructive power of silence. Maybe Arash could feel the changes in his soul, but the problem was that his body was so weak and hungry that it didn't allow Arash to feel anything else but pain. Elias was lying on the ground a little far from Arash and was repeating a number like a dhikr until his body could finally find by Arash. ((Three billion and sixty-three million and seven hundred and twenty-nine thousand and four.)) Arash finally got up and in order to keep his composure, he only looked at Elias and slowly walked toward him. Their bodies were weak and they could barely lift their bodies, but still, Arash took Elias' hands and lifted him up, and while holding Elias' shoulders, he started walking toward the s
A silver-haired boy was free-falling from the sky. The wild winds were playing with his hair and his weak body was no different from his hair either, but still, they could not shake his determined eyes. The dark sky had made a beautiful contrast with that silver-haired boy, as if it wanted to drown that contrast in itself, but weakly but constantly, that silver color continued to exist. FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH Elias' speed increased every second and the distance between him and the tip of the red mountain decreased every moment. Elias reached five meters of that calm but cruel ground and started working very quickly. Elias opened his hands and feet, and suddenly, silver strings came out of his body parts, and very quickly, they were connected to each other, and Elias' hands and feet were connected with silver and magical cloth, and shhhhhhhh Like a bird in the air, Elias began to fly in the sky and whatever speed he had, became his flying speed. ((Let’s begin.)) Elias's weak but
The silver explosions, like an eruption of molten material, broke the tops of the mountains into thousands of parts, stronger and quieter than ever, while the sound of the explosion shook the planet, melted the mountains like cotton wool, and led them to destruction. The intelligent skeleton was immersed in the beauty of that silver sky as if the sun had once again come to that dark world and was showing those evil sinners the path of purity with its life-giving light. ((...)) ((...)) Bone Drake didn't appear. The sky was still very brightly lit, but nothing else happened, and there was no sign of the angry roar of Bone Drake. A few seconds passed but nothing new happened. ((Oh, no...)) The silver boy's scared whisper reached the intelligent skeleton. The skeleton's empty eyes moved towards that silver-haired boy and stared at him in silence. The silver-haired boy, frightened and full of haste, ran away from the intelligent skeleton's eyes. --- No, it was not possible. Elias
The intelligent skeleton was sitting on his bone bed in the darkness of the sky. He was sitting and looking at the mountain where the two boys disappeared. His thoughts had become deeper and more complicated, and this had locked him in a very strange state. help him. The smart skeleton was trying his best to organize his thoughts and regain control of himself. help him. Those boys had parted ways with the intelligent skeleton and the intelligent skeleton had said goodbye to them. So what to do now? help him. His thoughts were becoming well organized and the intelligent skeleton was realizing that he had to find a new path in life and was looking for it in his memories. help him. Well, the intelligent skeleton already had high intelligence and the pure power of its ex-master was his own now, and because of this, he had thousands of ways to choose from. help him. He could go to that ruined city again and rule it after fixing it, just like his ex-master. help him. He could s
Arash was extremely weak and losing blood, however, his eyes did not lose their alertness even for a second, as he carefully watched the fight between the bone Drake and that skeleton. The skeleton, who was trying his best to stay alive, did not figure out this piece, but Arash, who was carefully paying attention to the movements of the bone Drake, noticed an important flaw. After every spell that came out of the body of the bone Drake, Arash realized the darkness in the eyes of the bone Drake lost their power a little and became thinner. The thing that scared Arash was that, even though Bone Drake was in its weakest state, Arash still couldn't see its spiritual Halo and it had not shown anything of its Halo even duo it cast all those skills. Not having a Halo that had surprised Arash twice so far. Bone Drake only sent two spells toward the skeleton, but the darkness of his eyes had become extremely thin, and if Arash paid a little attention, he could see through the skull of Bone
---- The small and big pieces of foreign bones that were embedded in Arash's weak body were shot out from his body one after another and soon, their wounds were healed. Arash, enveloped in the thinnest golden aura, with a body that no longer had any wounds, looked towards the struggle of the skeleton and the bone Drake. Arash's body had recovered to some extent, and the mana that he spread in his muscles had removed all the pain he was suffering for a while, allowing Arash to think and make decisions without any pain. However, He could feel the heavy pressure of the corrupting mana that was bringing a lot of corrupted feelings, but he didn't care, Arash had endured worse of this state at the begging of his journey, so now, Arash was just like before, a thin and weak body that was nothing but skin and bones, but all the training he had learned wasn't for nothing And even in this situation, Arash had learned to use his body in the best possible way. In the scene facing him, there w