The young lady held on to Isaac tightly as they maneuvered the dark, eerie streets at night. Their shadows cast on the ground by the dim streetlights were long and stretched out.They turned into a small lane and reached a tiny brick hut. The young lady then hurriedly knocked on the door several times, crying out, "Grandma, it's me! Grandma, open the door, please!"Creak!The door opened, revealing an old woman with a severe hunchback. When she saw the young lady's torn and tattered clothing and the bruises on her neck, the old woman immediately approached her and exclaimed, "Erica! What happened? How did your bruises all come about?"The young lady immediately burst into tears. She sobbed and hiccuped as she told her grandmother everything that had happened. She had been on her way to her friend's house for a group study when she got abducted by some bad guys on the streets. She also described how Isaac had saved her.The old woman looked at Isaac and gratefully held his hand, saying,
Madame Fleur then told Isaac that there were many mythical and legendary creatures in Rippan, such as Lady Os, Wine Ghost, Son of the River, Feline Spirit, Mountain Fairy, Eight-Headed Serpent, and more. Some were indeed mythical, but others were real spirits and creatures. It was just that regular commoners like them couldn't see these spirits. And most unfortunately, Lady Os, whom the Mortodors worshiped, did exist.In other words, those who were sacrificed to Lady Os could never be brought back to life and would only continue to die a second death in hell forever.Under the dim light in the hut, Isaac felt as if he was in a nightmare just listening to Madame Fleur describing all these things in detail. He couldn't believe his ears. What were those spirits, second deaths, and mythical creatures she was talking about again?"How can I see Emily again?" Isaac asked rather impatiently."Do you have any of her belongings with you? A handkerchief or scarf would work well."Isaac immediat
Emily kept shaking her head at what Isaac said. Her face was also sad and full of grief. However, she couldn't cry. She slowly walked up to Isaac and gently placed her hand on Isaac's face.She stared longingly into Isaac's eyes. There was a deep sadness in her eyes, but she couldn't cry.Isaac held his arms around her in a hugging position and said sorrowfully, "I believe you're still around. Emily, you have to wait for me. I'll do anything to bring you back here. The company still needs you. I still need you too."There were more things that Isaac wanted to tell her, but he was interrupted by a sudden, loud, sinister laughter from the darkness yonder. Emily's expression quickly turned into that of fright."You foolish, insignificant human! I can't believe you actually found my slave. I think you're dying to meet your maker, aren't you?" the voice said. It didn't sound human at all.Boom!The darkness suddenly started trembling. A gust of dark gas suddenly hurled itself at Isaac, thro
Willie looked at Isaac, and a condescending smirk appeared on his lips. "I was curious, wondering how powerful you were to have put my master on alert. I hope you won't disappoint me."Then, Willie drew out a three-foot sword and rushed at Isaac. Within a fraction of a second, Willie had closed the distance between them. Isaac raised his fists and threw a shadow fist at him. However, Willie ducked it immediately, disappearing into a mini tornado.He was a lot faster and more experienced than Roy. The tornado kept blasting toward Isaac, but Willie was nowhere in sight. Isaac hurriedly backed away."Haha! Are you trying to escape? You'll never escape me," Willie said, his voice coming from the right side.In the next second, a murderous slash came from behind Isaac, aiming straight for his head. Isaac heard him coming and quickly activated his Phantom Steps, narrowly avoiding the sudden slash that ended up just a quarter of an inch away from his vitals.If he'd been a split second slower
Isaac finally saw what those three black dots were. They were little winged bugs, almost like a fly but at least two or three times bigger. They were covered all over in tiny pricks and headed straight for him.Isaac quickly avoided them, worried that they were poisonous or venomous. However, the bugs just kept following him wherever he went.By this time, Willie's Lunar Strike was completed. He raised the blade with his hands and slashed at Isaac, hurling blades of blue fog that whistled loudly and eerily as they rushed toward each of Isaac's body parts.Seeing this, Isaac frowned. This man was not attacking like a regular nimja. The three bugs were still chasing him, but Willie's blades were also rushing toward him. He had to ignore one attack to properly defend himself from the other.So what should he do now?Isaac kept running and ducking, focusing his eyes on the blue fog blades that were less than 20 feet away. He gritted his teeth and suddenly stopped, forming a large spiritual
Crash!The red fist blew into bits after coming into contact with Willie, sending him flying backward at least 50 feet.Clang! Crash! Thud!The three knives that Willie didn't manage to throw out fell to the ground with a clatter. Issac then turned and rushed at Willie with red eyes.Willie's mouth was bleeding. He was instantly intimidated when he saw Isaac rushing toward him with a chilling, murderous aura.He was the Nimja Lord's apprentice and one of the very few White Nimjas in the entire country, for fuck's sake! Was he going to end up dying here like this?Perhaps out of his fear of death, Willie suddenly roared loudly, and a screen of dark green smoke rushed out from his inner core. He pushed his hands toward Isaac, and the green smoke immediately flew toward Isaac like a tidal wave.Worried that the dark green smoke would be poisonous, Isaac hesitated before holding his breath and rushing in. However, by the time the smoke cleared away, he realized Willie was nowhere to be see
There was a terrified look on Madame Fleur's face. She murmured, "Bogflies only come from the Nimja Lord or his apprentices. Mr. Garten, how did you end up offending someone there? I'm sorry, but I don't think I can save you. If I do, both my life and Erica's will be in great danger." Madame Fleur's eyes were full of fright.Mediums and nimjas alike knew that there was only one person they should never defy, and that was the Nimja Lord. Otherwise, whoever dared to do so would die a horrendous death!After all, the Nimja Lord was a living, breathing person instead of a myth. He did exist, and nobody ever dared to get on his bad side."Mr. Garten, please don't blame us for not helping you," Madame Fleur said regrettably, hanging her head as her eyes started to water. She didn't want to do this because it went against every fiber of her being, but she had to, for the sake of her life and Erica's.Erica suddenly grabbed her grandmother's hand and cried loudly, "Grandma, you always told me
Elijah kept nodding his head. As he looked at Isaac, he realized that Isaac didn't seem to behave like he was poisoned, but he also knew that Willie wouldn't lie to him about that.After all, this was the Nimja Lord's apprentice, and he had also witnessed the damage a bogfly could do in the past."Isaac, I bet you never thought this day would come, did you? You've got the nerves, even telling all of your men to return home. Did you really think you were still in your own territory?" There was a cold look in Elijah's eyes. Recalling how both his most capable men, Roy and Oscar, were brutally murdered, the fire in Elijah's stomach kept growing bigger and bigger."Attack! Dig his eyes out first, then chop up both his legs!" Elijah screamed, pointing at Isaac.He was waiting to see Isaac fall to his knees and beg him for mercy. The pleasant, sweet taste of revenge was almost there, and Elijah just couldn't wait to taste it.A high-tier Violet Nimja raised the sword in his hand and let out