Lochras could feel his heart pounding against his chest as he fought for his life against Death. Each swing of his sword was met with a graceful dodge, and every dodge was followed by a lethal counter-attack. Lochras was fighting for more than just his own survival.
He was fighting for the survival of his family, his home, and everything he held dear.
Death’s attacks were not just dangerous; they were beautiful. His movements flowed with a grace that was almost hypnotic, but Lochras knew better than to be lulled into a false sense of security. One mistake could mean the end for him.
Death would twirl and spin before slashing at Lochras with sharp yet glamorous attacks. It made him unpredictable, but that’s why he was the 4th general of the Darkless organization.
[A/N: I called him a sergeant in yesterday’s chapters, but I meant general. My bad. Hope you can forgive me :'[
Also, even though they call the leader “Commander.” it does not mean that he is a lower rank than them. They just call him commander…]
“What are you doing! Get to safety!” Lochras roared as he struggled to hold Death back.
Silas nodded before running in another direction.
Here was the thing.
Fighting alongside his father would most likely put his father in danger since Lochras would always think of protecting Silas rather than fighting off Death. So, he had another idea in mind.
‘I can’t find the chief anywhere… Was he in on this too?! Crap… I need to make sure that one-eyed bastard doesn’t come in this direction. Otherwise, he might kill everyone without thinking twice. I know he probably won’t kill Syra and me, but I doubt he’ll hesitate when killing Keira or Rhea…’ Silas balled his hands into fists while clenching his teeth.
Silas liked to think he was intelligent, but occasionally he does something so unintelligent that even he has to admit that he can be very stupid at times.
And what he was about to do was beyond stupid. Hell, the stupidity of what he was about to do would probably put his forest scandal to shame.
But he had to…
‘Ugh… Family are such a burden.’ Silas grit his teeth.
Silas took a deep breath and launched himself into the sky, his heart pounding in his chest as he felt the rush of wind against his face. He created two air blasts behind him, propelling himself forward with all the speed he could muster.
As he approached the one-eyed man, Silas felt his nerves start to fray. The man was a force to be reckoned with, and Silas knew that he was risking everything by going up against him.
But he also knew that he had no other choice.
A few hundred meters away, the one-eyed man known as the commander of the Darkless organization stood amidst the raging storm, his leather trenchcoat flapping wildly behind him.
The wind whipped around him, lashing at his face and clothes with unrelenting force, but he stood resolute, his one eye focused intently on the earth bear before him.
The bear lay a few meters away, its breaths coming in shallow gasps as blood flowed from its wounds. Despite its injuries, it mustered the last of its strength and unleashed an earth drill toward the commander.
“You’re helping the kid… I wonder why. Are you his pet?” the commander taunted as he watched the drill approach. He lowered his hand, rubbing his nose in mock confusion before letting out a chuckle. “Oh, look at me… Trying to converse with a beast. Have I gone insane?”
The bear’s attack drew closer and closer, until it was only inches away from the commander’s face. But even as the drill closed in, the commander remained still, a calm smile on his lips.
In the next moment, a shockwave rippled outwards from the commander, and the earth drill shattered into a million pieces, turned to dust by the sheer force of his natural toki.
He hadn’t even called upon the mana around him. It was just his natural toki doing the defending, and it had expanded out and crushed the drill where it was the moment it came close to him.
Natural toki told a person about how a strong someone was. If they had a dense and powerful natural toki, they were bound to be powerful once they called upon its controlled form.
The bear lay motionless, its last attack having failed. But the commander wasn’t finished yet. Finally choosing to call upon the ambient mana and make it his toki, he expanded it outward, crushing everything in its path, including the houses, bricked alleys, and trees. However, before it could reach the bear and kill it in an instant-
*Swoosh*
In the blink of an eye, Silas shot down with ice axes in his hands, swinging both of them simultaneously while aiming for the man’s neck.
*Shatter*
The moment the axe even came close to the man’s neck, they shattered instantly, causing Silas to lose control of his momentum before hitting the floor and sliding a few meters away from him.
Looking behind him, Silas gritted his teeth when he saw the bear laying on the ground, breathing weakly.
“What did you do.” Silas scrunched his nose up in anger.
“Who’s it to you? A pet?” The man asked with a mocking grin.
Placing his fingers on the bear’s stomach, Silas created a green magic circle that began to heal him.
Since it was behind Silas’ back, the man couldn’t see it. He couldn’t sense it either since he didn’t have an awakened mana core.
“Who are you?” Silas asked with a wary tone.
“You led me to believe that you were some stupid, gullible kid… Impressive.” The man answered with a smirk that made Silas frown.
“Who are you?” Silas’ tone became icy as killing intent flooded out of his body.
“And for someone your age, you sure have a pretty strong killing intent. I wonder why that is.” The man’s grin intensified, but just when he did, he felt a low rumble coming from under him, causing him to frown.
Jumping away, he watched a pillar of earth erupt from the ground and shoot into the skies before turning morphing into drills that immediately shot toward him like homing missiles.
The sound of all of them crashing into the man reverberated throughout the town, yet in almost an instant, it seemed to have blended in with the other battle sounds.
A dust cloud was kicked up around him, making him unable to see Silas or the bear.
The bear continued pummeling him with an endless supply of boulders, drills, and pillars, while Silas threw a few spells in every now and then, most made of earth or ice.
Of course, such weak attacks wouldn’t hold him for long. Hell, Silas doubted that they were holding him at all. After all, his strength would have, at the very least, rivaled that of a pristine amethyst core beast.
‘I need to do something that will catch enough attention to bring someone strong over here. Apparently his little attack wasn’t enough so…’ Silas grit his teeth before letting out an audible sigh.
‘Psuedo tier-4 spell.’ Silas raised his finger before inhaling to bring more mana into his body before channeling it into his finger.
His finger moved quickly as it exuded a small amount of mana. Every stroke he produced took more mana away from him, making the rune before him stronger and stronger.
It was as if Silas was combining dozens of different runes into a single one, each stroke and pattern meaning a different thing while essentially creating a whole new complex rune.
‘Iceberg’
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