Eating Souls In Another World

Chapter 11

“THEY HAVE BEAST SOULS!!!” The cultist, managing to block Drake’s attack somehow, yelled as he swung his spear at him.

In his panicked state, Drake almost failed to dodge. He leaned aside to let the spear safely slide to the ground, which was a feat he didn't believe himself to be capable of.

Drake joined his hands and brought them down on the cultist's head, striking him with enough force to slam his body to the ground.

A third cultist kept his calm and moved to attack Drake while he was mid-motion and incapable of evading.

For a moment it seemed like his spear would strike true, but before it could a blow landed on the cultist's head and sent him flying into the others.

The one who punched him was none other than the red-haired kid, Rollo. Though the blue haze surrounding him raised questions, Drake knew there was no time.

Pure luck. That was the only reason he was able to make it this far, and seeing the faint haze that enveloped the new cultists coming after them, Drake knew getting past them would be much more difficult.

Without having to say a word, Drake and Rollo started following a distinct pattern. Drake would attack first to draw the cloaked men’s attention while Rollo knocks them aside with one punch. 

That alone wasn’t enough to end the older, and clearly much stronger cultists. However, it gave the two the opening they needed to continue their escape. 

They ran and ran without giving a thought to where they were heading. Drake just followed the rails as he attempted to avoid the cultists. He didn’t have the leisure to plan their path. 

After a long struggle, Drake noticed that they had ascended several loops around the cavern. They passed multiple tunnels along the way but ignored all of them as they didn’t know where those led to.

The cultists no longer seemed to bother with capturing them. The weapons they wielded were real and they weren't afraid to go for the kill.

The change in their attitude came from knowing the two had Beast souls. That turned them from harmless intruders to deadly enemies and no one was willing to take the unnecessary risk that came with trying to capture them.

That said, even with the battles growing more difficult the farther they advanced, Drake couldn’t help feeling that they still had the upper hand. He guessed that the Soul he ate being of a higher grade played a big part.

“STOP RIGHT THERE!!!” Another cultist shouted.

[SKILL: First Impact]

The world blurred once more as Drake zoomed in on the cultist and punched him in the guts. Before he could groan from the pain, Rollo came and finished him with a knee to the face.

“Drake!” The kid called, pointing at something on the other side of the cavern.

With his entire focus on their pursuers, Drake failed to notice when the area gradually brightened. The walls of the cavern were covered in the sparkling blue color of the crystals that seemed to have grown brighter.

The icicles hanging from the ceiling came into sight, seemingly reflecting the light entering from what was without a doubt their way out.

“GO!” Drake shouted, turning around to stop a cultist who had just caught up to them.

“WHY THE HE-"

Avoiding the spear thrust at him, he did something other than just punching. Hitting the cultist's extended arm, Drake caused him to drop his weapon then latched on to his robe and sent him flying with a shoulder throw.

Can’t believe that worked! Glad I took those judo lessons!

The cultist collided with the rest of the bunch chasing after them. Having bought some time, Drake once more dashed toward the exit.

Rollo glanced back at him and slowed down a bit. Drake was about to yell and tell him to move his legs, but then he decided otherwise. 

They didn’t know what awaited them outside so he couldn’t risk the kid going out first. It felt like the part in a movie where a sudden death occurs out of nowhere just for the sake of shock value and Drake was hell-bent on not letting that happen. 

Catching up to the red-haired kid he finally noticed the chilly wind and the snow coming in from the exit. The ground was covered in a blanket of white as well informing them that the storm has yet to end.

Not that they had the luxury to care. The black cloaks were on their tails so they couldn’t just stop and rethink their plans.

“Make sure you don’t lose me in the snow!” Drake said, laughing at himself for telling the local kid to not get lost.

“Got it!” Rollo replied with a grin.

The two finally reached the exit but were surprised to find that they still had a gentle slope before they were really outside. The road ahead was clear and nothing was in their way. If anything, only the snow covering the ground and the icy wind hindered their advance.

The world was enveloped in bright whiteness the moment they crossed the threshold. Blinded by the light, it took Drake a short while to get a grasp on his surroundings.

His senses were telling him that he was in grave danger, but before he could understand where he was getting the a blue screen appeared in front of him.

[SYSTEM ALERT]

[《King of Frozen Peaks》 has appeared.]

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