“You all set?”
Asron asks after helping unload the last of the boxes that they’ve brought from the village.
After arriving, the caravan went straight to an area where there were tents of traders near the docks. It was also close to a watering hole where a lot of the locals and travelers go to.
“Yeah, I’ll handle everything here.”
Rombus was going to be left in charge of setting up a place for trading there. So they were leaving all their stuff with him.
“Keep an eye on our little green horn over there. Don’t let him make a fool out of himself.”
Asron gives a brief gaze at Cortus, who was now doing some display of his spear skills to a few passersby.
Looks like their comrade was eager to
“Where are we going?”After his initial interview, the two were no longer wary of his presence, making conversation much easier for him.They left the temple and were now moving towards another building near there. One that was as grand, but had a unique design.It boasted tall stone pillars and totems. It only had a single floor, but its height equaled that of the other larger buildings.It had letters he hardly recognize written on its doors. People of different races came in and out of it, making the place crowded.“We have to get you some papers, little one. It’s quite important, since you’ll need it if you’re going to stay here for a while.”Hemlock explains as they entered the premises of the said establishment. Inside, there were several
After doing a little tinkering with his skill, and a few objects, he picked up along their travels. He was able to make a fine set of batons. By using a few sticks, and his ability, he made the roots intertwine to it, and then coated it with a special sap.Satisfied, he went to see their moping companion, who was still sighing in the side of their tent.“Hey Cortus, can you spar with me?”Chris greets, giving out his most cheerful expression as he stood there. The fellow just gave him a defeated look before returning to drawing on the dirt.“I don’t think your weapon is good for that.”The guy was pertaining to his guns, so he quickly fished out his newly made weapons from his back.“I have these!”
Several mumbles woke up Chris in his slumber, he recognize the voices to be Rombus and Cortus arguing. He listens for a while to see what it was they were fighting over.“Don’t bother him. Let the kid sleep.”The older one was scolding the younger and was certainly pertaining to him. He opened his eyes; the sun wasn’t even up yet but the sky was lighting up.His mind was still groggy from having just waken up, but he was sure that he had forgotten something.“But I can’t go to the fountain without a weapon. He promised me he’d fix it.”Cortus whined, his sound almost a whimper, trying to hold it in. It was at that point that he remembered the thing he was creating, feeling it beside him.“We’ll, the boy seem
“Rombus, what happened?”Chris screamed aloud seeing the two as he rushed to his companions. He was in panic, realizing that people had just passed without even a care.The moment he arrived, both of them were already down. The elder sat with his back on the fountain, groaning in pain. The youngster slumped on the stone pavement, face first on the ground. It left there a small crater from where his head had hit.He went straight for Cortus as he was unconscious and beaten to a pulp, blood splattered everywhere where he lay.“ “We’ve been robbed! Everything’s gone.”It was the first thing that Rombus noticed when he was moving again. The old guy kept rummaging on the empty crates that they had, gaping as there was nothing left there.“What? No, we weren’t!”Chris tells him. As the man’s face was turning red, throwing things around and breaking several of the surrounding stuff, almost causing the tent to fall.“Then where did all the beast meat go?”Rombus shouts, heaving deep breaths as he gestured to the containers, glaring at him full of murderous intent.“I sold them. Isn’t that what you wanted?”Chris could not help but arched a brow, not thinking that the guThe Matriarch Chapter 42 Side effects of the world
As he’d expected, the Drogan’s were a force to be reckoned with. Even with the help of the surrounding plants, they could still match him.With the amount of power that he released within the woods, it allowed the flora to move on their own.They sprouted their roots through the earth. Some trees also started producing spikes to shoot off on the unsuspecting warriors.Yet they fought on, avoiding the attacks the best they can, hacking away on anything that moved and blocked their way.No matter how much they got wounded or thrown, they literally stood their ground and continued to attack.“Your bound to deplete your magic, wizard!”The leader of the group shouted in a war cry, as he joined in on the fight, realizing that they w
“You are certain about this?”King Duseous sat on his throne with this dissatisfied expression on him. Head resting on one hand, his jaw clenched while looking at the naked youngsters that were kneeling right before him.It irked him seeing that pathetic stated they were in, after the soldiers had found them hidden deep into the forest. It was truly something quite unacceptable for someone from the royal family.“Yes, father, this child could make the woodland bend to his will.”Prince Arlan had this stern look on his face, still feeling that sickening twist in his stomach after being humiliated like that in front of his warriors. He was bent on having his revenge, no matter what the cause.The entire story caused a ruckus within the main hall, as advisers and several of the other clansmen started exchanging their take on this
Chris couldn’t keep his face straight, all the while he held the little seed near his ear. They’d been noisy the minute he woke up, whispering “They escape!” repeatedly. He bit his lower lip, tapping his fingers on the makeshift table while staring into the wooden gate. His gaze kept looking at the trees there. After he got back and administered the medicine to Cortus, he could not return to the forest because Asron would not let him. He couldn’t just disobey him, as he knew he needed their protection. They didn’t find any humans there, which left him with the option of going with the Drogans back to their village or staying in that city. Of course, after all that’s happened, he chose to stay with Asron and the others. He thought it was the best, since all he could do now was retrace his steps. “Can you st
Within the darkness, on a floating platform made of trees, vines, and krad carcasses, was Chris, sitting on a throne of spikes and bent trunk, along with the wriggling doctor. The roots of the fauna continued to grab hold of the now silent machinery, as it too remained helpless in the void.“We can breathe! Fascinating.”Steinz chuckled, as they were both able to remain alive, even within the emptiness of the space. A thing which was impossible. The chill prevailed, together with the silence, but it did not bother both of them, being protected by the makeshift vessel.“Let’s see you enjoy it when you get bored with the place.”Chris grumbles, sighing as he narrowed his gaze onto the infernal device. The object may have stopped, but he was certain its power remained.“I am positive we can find a way to kill boredom in someway.”The old geezer let out another cackle, enjoying his weightlessness, swimming within the nothingness like a serpentine fish. He used his webs as an anchor, makin
The skies began opening up, tornadoes appeared increasingly. It started wreaking havoc, along with the continued earthquakes.Chris witnessed it all, watching how the land was breaking because of the machine. He took in a deep breath, feeling the drudge in his chest, contemplating on his plan if it will work.He’d been starting there for an hour now, and all this time, he was having doubts because of the fear which was nudging inside of him.He was so far in his thoughts that he hardly notice the portal opening nearby. Out came Raynald, a healed up Oliver, and the others.All of them stunned to see him just standing there, unmoved by all the chaos, looking into the nothingness with lifeless eyes.“Matriarch, everything all right?”It was the sergeant who asked, being the only one bold enough to approach and check up on him.That wake him from his dreamlike state, sensing those familiar energies. He smiles, having those warm presence surrounding him.Them being there somehow jolted his
Chris stared above, watching that beautiful large planet in the sky. He smiles, unable to believe that they are going to collide with such a gorgeous thing.He turns his gaze to the pyramid, humming non-stop. Spike roots rot around it, barely touching the area. The golems which tried to go near the site all crumbled.Once again, he fires a shot. The beam deflects, ricocheting on the nearby tree.He clicks his tongue in frustration. The machine had created its own barrier. He could only find out after getting pushed back when he approached it.“Fascinating, isn’t it? My life’s work.”The gurgling voice states.Chris’s eyes rolled, huffing in irritation before turning to the now crawling geezer.The old man’s head popped out of the body of a large beetle larvae, web like mucus continued to flow out of him, three hands twitching with excitement.Even in his new form, the fellow remained pompous of his job, as it showed in how he gaze at the mechanism.“Yes, I would have commended you for
After an hour of fighting, general Gently’s men started retreating, disappearing within the covers of the mist. The man himself withdrew into the veil of that thick, grayish cloud.The doctor’s lackeys cheered in triumph, having push back their enemy who tried to destroy their weapon. All of them letting out laughs, because even the monsters that were charging in had vanished.Chris watch as the group celebrated their victory and after a thorough observation, he confirmed his theory about them.Once they became complacent enough, he makes his move, stepping out of the guise of the fog calmly.“I knew you were still alive. Doctor Howard Steinz.”He states, narrowing his sights at the man who stood in the middle of them all.The geezer’s smile faded, frowning upon seeing him walk unfazed in front of all those men.The crowd was quick to gather, blocking themselves in defense of the elderly fellow.Those who had a barrier ability created a gigantic dome, protecting both the machine and t
Above them, the cloud ridden sky sparked and roared, as the unrivaled beings clashed with each other.Behind them, booms of cannons and rattling of machine guns continued, and in front, debris would fall off from the top, while flashes of different colored lights would appear, together with the sounds of explosions.Chris remained still, staring at the two individuals flying in the air while cooking up a plan inside his head.“Matriarch, you think it was wise to use him?”It was Finny, fidgeting from the pressure in the atmosphere.Both superpowers kept releasing an immense trace of energy, reaching down below.It continued to make them sense the overpowering presence, causing the unbearable sensation of staying there, since they still got that fear of the danger being close by.“Zero can handle himself.”He mutters the name they gave him, confident that the being is strong enough to take on his opponent.The only trouble they had was the stray beam falling down, blowing up a portion
Chris narrowed his eyes, feeling every bit of his body trembled in anticipation. His adrenaline was trashing about, his hearts continued to pump uncontrollably fast.The amount of aura the man was releasing was as he had expected, inciting a higher excitement in him.A grin formed inside his mask, unable to hide the sheer joy he was experiencing from relief.“Get him out of here.”He orders, not removing his eyes on the guy.From having witnessed the battle with Oliver unfold a moment ago, he was now used to his speed, so he realized how much effort he needed to exert to stop him.Though he stood straight, his fingers were twitching, alert to take out his weapon if the fellow tried to move from his place.A portal opened beside the wounded youngster, letting out Harold, Raynald, Finny, and Marco. All four were wearing masks, hiding their identity from the guy.The double S class stayed in a steady battle pose, weary of beginning an attack after that. Especially because his wound conti
The force that Oliver released blasted away all five mercenaries.The others caught the effects of his sudden surge, because of the wind blowing from him from the pressure.The double S class, Carl, who grinned lasciviously while looking down on the events as it unfolded, also mesmerized by the dazzling display.Oliver’s armor completely changed. It now glistened with a blinding white light, the design on each piece that he wore became more intricate.“What did he do?”Nikolai, the serpentine user, was gritting his teeth, trying to keep himself steady.The pressure being thrown at them made it difficult to move. It’s weight pushing them down to the ground.When everything settled, they all sensed an impending gap in their levels, just by looking at the youth.Oliver can feel the power surging through every vein in his body, increasing all his senses.It was as if it turned him invincible at the moment, having an overflowing amount of energy, along with becoming so light on his feet.W
Oliver’s heart raced, each time someone turns his way, his blood rushing as he continued moving in the mist's guise. His every motion stayed silent, quick, and fluid.He pauses when he reaches the summit, as the clearing no longer provided any kind of protection. It was where the opening yet did not have any area to hide.He takes a few huffs of breath, shutting his eyes to muster his courage, readying himself for what he is about to do.Once done, he did not hesitate to take a step forward, having put all his mind into it. In seconds, he dashes about five meters into the clearing, but his momentum was not enough to reach the gap.“It’s the sniffer!”One soldier got a glimpse of him, gaining the attention of the others. All those that were in reserve promptly rush to the site.But he had already broken through the force field, slamming his shield right into it without a problem.He uses the sudden pause as a leverage to shift his movement, turning to his side to head towards the pyram
Flames, flashes of light, and debris mixed into the mist. There was barely nothing to see there because of it.Screams of terror, despair, and anger filled the air, along with the explosions and shots now and then.Deep within the middle of it all, Oliver was pulling his father to the safety of a nearby mound that he saw. Away from all the beams, bullets, and other stuff that were flying around.“Come on, dad.”He urges, as his old man could no longer move, groaning with each motion because of the wound on his legs.They froze in place, hearing a loud clicking sound behind. Instinctively, he let out a shield, blocking a claw in the nick of time.He winced, receiving the brunt and weight of the force, his bones cracking, forcing him to bend his knee to weaken its pressure.Huge mandibles began munching on his defense, attacking to break through it, while its scythe claws pulled at him. All he could do was tug at it, drawing its attention to hide his father from those large, dark, insec