All Chapters of Ezra Echelon Liberation System: Chapter 161
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Chapter 161: The Azure Echelon.
The world was burning. Ash and thunder rolled together across the corpse of Bravehearts Town. The air reeked of molten iron, charred wood, and despair. Dagon's laughter echoed through the devastation—each guttural note a sermon of futility.Halak was down. Kaelith was broken. The Gatekeeper and Lord of Bravehearts lay motionless, blood pooling beneath them. The other masters were all dead. Nobody was left to stand against the titanic demigod."You'll all watch this town burn," Dagon roared, his voice shaking the very core of the entire town. "And then you will all die!"There was no hope anymore. Everyone was doomed to die. Bravehearts Town would be no more. The only thing that would be left of it were the stones lying about. The ruins would be a testament that a town like this once existed.The town was already meeting an inevitable end.But then... somewhere amidst the ruin... a heartbeat pulsed.Thump. Thump. Thump.It was faint at first, hidden beneath rubble and dust. But then it
Chapter 162: Might of the Primordial Hunter
The world was still trembling from the aftershocks of despair when light broke through the clouds. The storm rolled and twisted like a wounded god, lightning writhing against itself in arcs of silver-blue. Beneath that touched the sky stood Ezra Echelon—bruised, blood-stained, but unbroken. His chest rose and fell slowly, his face fixed on the towering monster that had brought ruin to Bravehearts Town.I'm going to show you what it means to be the Primordial Hunter, Ezra thought within himself. I'll show you that you're not invincible in my presence... nothing is...Dagon was a nightmare carved from the deep—a towering silhouette of muscle and ink-dark skin, glistening with divine ichor that hissed where it touched the ground. His tentacles could lazily, like serpents basking after the kill. The air around him vibrated with pressure, every breath heavy enough to crush a weaker man."You cannot even Stark again," Dagon rumbled, his voice like thunder rolling through a hollow world. "Do
Chapter 163: Dawn After Ruin.
The storm was gone. Only the sound of falling ash remained, whispering like ghosts over the ruins of Bravehearts Town. The town which had once stood tall and vibrant was now nothing but debris upon debris, most of the buildings already destroyed.Ezra stood for a moment, bathed in the dying glow of his own divinity. Then, like a flame running out of air, his knees buckled. The world tilted sideways, his vision blurring into streaks of blue and grey.I pushed my body over its limits while advancing... he thought within himself, his consciousness slipping away."Ezra!"Halak's voice pierced the silence, rough with panic and awe. The Immortal rushed forward, catching him just before he hit the ground. Even Halak's hands trembled; the weight of Ezra's fading energy pressed down on everyone still breathing.Kaelith, white hair whipping in the faint wind, approached with the other masters—the Gatekeeper, old and silent as stone; Veylan the Wraith, his translucent form flickering in and out
Chapter 164: Echoes of an ancient System.
The night had settled softly upon Bravehearts Two, draping its ruins in a melancholy calm. The scent of rain and ash lingered still, mingling with the fragrance of burning incense from the temple's cracked altar. Stars hung low, distant and indifferent, as though the heavens themselves had exhausted their grief.Ezra sat alone beside the half-shattered statue of Saint Aeron—the supposed patron of mortals who defied gods. The marble face had crumbled during the battle, but the eyes, carved in defiance, remained intact. They seemed to watch him quietly, as if passing on a judgment only he could hear.His fingers brushed against the grass beneath him, the cool dew calming his still-scorched veins. He had not yet recovered from the divine exhaustion; each breath came heavy, each heartbeat echoing faintly with the hum of Excalibur.Thank you, he thought within himself as he stared at the blade resting beside him—its once blinding light now dimmed to a steady glow, like the heart of a dying
Chapter 165: The Dream of the Core.
The world dissolved into darkness.Ezra felt it before he saw it—the quiet unraveling of everything that was real. Everything that existed.The cold wind that once brushed his skin faded first. Then came the earth beneath him, the stars above him, the faint whisper of firelight—all melting into a vast, pulsating void.I just hope the Echelon system is not giving me another mission in a different world, he thought within himself, his heart racing very hard.If this was what was happening, it would be really bad for him. This was because he still had not recovered from the recent mission which involved him slaying Dagon, the monstrous demigod.He tried to move, but his body was no longer his own. His breath turned to light, his thoughts to echoes. His consciousness was fleeting, leaving his physical body.Then came the voice.EZRA ECHELON. SYNCHRONIZATION: NINETY-NINE PERCENT...It wasn't human. It wasn't divine. It was the Echelon system. But now it sounded alive.What in the name of t
Chapter 166: The Departure.
The dawn rose like a wounded sun. Golden light bled over the ruins of Bravehearts Town, tracing the scars of battle—shattered spires, scorched fields, and the faint silhouettes of graves half-buried beneath the dew.Ezra stood at the edge of what had once been the town's western gate. The wind carried with it the scent of ash and rain, and somewhere in the distance, the faint cry of a lone raven echoed through the silence.In front of him stood the remaining masters of the town—Veylan the Wraith, Kaelith the Crimson, the Lord of Bravehearts Town and the Gatekeeper. They all had somber expressions as they stared at him."I can't stay here," he told them. "There are things I hope to accomplish in the outside world."The Lord of Bravehearts Town gave him a faint smile, "It's no problem. We understand. Someone as powerful as you can't be tied down in one place. Your destiny is a great one."He paused and observed Ezra's expression for some time before continuing, "Don't worry about this t
Chapter 167: The Crimson Web
The road beyond Bravehearts Town stretched like a scar through the waking world. Fog clung to the valleys, and the air shimmered faintly with remnants of divine residue—the echoes of Ezra's battle still staining reality itself.Three figures walked that path: Ezra Echelon, the heir of the Echelon sect and player of the Echelon system, Mira Azazel, and Halak the Immortal. Together, they moved like fragments of a storm that had yet to end. Although everything seemed serene they knew that they would still have to partake in more dangerous battles. So they advanced in silence, vigilant and cautious of their surroundings.The days that followed were quiet. Too quiet.Towns rebuilt themselves in whispers. Travellers spoke of new orders rising in the shadows—cults that gathered beneath crimson banners, spreading fast across nations. Their emblem was a thorned icy curling around a bleeding sword.The Poison Ivy. The same organization which had aided them in fighting against the monstrous demi
Chapter 168: The Crimson Smile.
Night fell over Iryn like a blade of velvet steel. The city lights glimmered faintly beneath a crimson haze—not from lanterns, but from the ivy that grew across rooftops and walls, pulsing faintly with life.Within the central hall of the Poison Ivy, laughter echoed. It was soft, melodic... and soaked in something wrong.Ezra sat still at a long table surrounded by Kaelith's officers—men and women in green-black robes, their eyes too bright, their smiles too sharp. He had thought that the Poison Ivy only had women as their members. It was now he realized how wrong he had been.The fragrance of fruits filled the air as wine dripped like blood from silver goblets, the smell of iron thick in the atmosphere.Kaelith the Crimson sat at the head, resting her chin upon one hand, her white hair cascading like spilled snow. Her eyes gleamed as she watched her subordinates drag a kneeling man forward—his wrists bound in thorned vines that drew blood with every breath."A spy," one of the guard
Chapter 169: Blood in Bloom.
The crimson dawn crept over Iryn, painting the ivy veins gold and red. The entire scenery seemed to be bathed in blood, casting an ominous feeling to the atmosphere.Ezra stood at the courtyard's edge, his cloak fluttering in the morning wind. Across from him, Kaelith watched with that same serene smile—the kind that promised both trust and ruin. A smile which seemed too good to be true.He watched the people go about their daily lives, unbothered about what was going on around them in the secret. He was once like them so he couldn't help but sigh. He couldn't blame them at all. After all, to them the Poison Ivy was their savior and protector."Your first task, Ezra Echelon," she said softly, her tone almost motherly, "is simple. There's a village near the border called Beeri. The people there refused our covenant. They reject the Ivy's embrace."Ezra's expression didn't change but something about shifted and Kaelith noticed. But she didn't say anything and just smiled.Her eyes glimm
Chapter 170: The Ultimatum.
With the weeks that came, Ezra and the others carefully worked under the shadows to uncover the secret which the Poison Ivy organization were trying to protect. They pretended to perform every task given to them while continuing with the most important task at hand.Today, Ezra received a message from one of the officers that Kaelith the Crimson was calling him. He had to inform Mira and Halak before leaving, promising to return quickly so that they would have dinner together.I wonder which task she wants to give me this time, Ezra thought within himself. She doesn't trust me at all... I can't help but wonder why she's even given me the missions...Is she planning something more terrible? He narrowed his eyes. Or is she bidding her time, waiting for the perfect moment?With these thoughts in his mind he left his quarters dressed in a black coat, all his weapons sent to the Echelon system's inventory. He had to keep his trump cards hidden. Although Kaelith knew he was a player, she di