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Chapter twenty-one
A man who was blindfolded suddenly appeared in front of Yung, blocking his path."Do not attack him," the man ordered."But... why, Holy Father?" Yung asked, confused."I want to see something," the man replied calmly. "No elder is allowed to attack him!""Why are you getting involved, William?" Duncan asked, a deep frown on his face."Do you not possess shame? Allowing an elder to attack a child? Where is your honor and dignity as a Holy Father?""But he's a spy!" Duncan was shouting at this point."You have no proof of that. You only know about his torture and near-death, so how is that evidence of him being a spy sent to infiltrate our sect?""......" Duncan wanted to say something, but he had no retort."No elders are permitted to attack the boy." William's voice rang close to the ear of every elder, almost as if he were standing beside them.The words echoed through the hall, reaching every elder present."Holy Father, what about our disciples?" Shekini asked carefully. Her voice
Chapter twenty
Emeka's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets the moment the guards dragged Vandal past him.His face twisted with shock and raw hatred. "You are still alive! You look different... why is your hair white?"He took a frantic step forward, his voice rising into a near scream. "How did you survive the Mawrot Essence? I watched you scream and vomit blood as the poison melted your organs from the inside! How are you still breathing?!"Questions flew from his mouth like arrows. "Why are you here?!"Gasps and murmurs exploded across the hall like wildfire.Vandal's forehead veins bulged. Memories flooded back: the burning pain of the zombie poison, the repeated lashes of the bladed whip tearing into his back, and the laughter of his tormentors while he writhed in pain. His blood boiled.Shekini laughed sharply, her voice dripping with insults. "Clara, oh Clara... you really brought a spy into our sect? How fitting for someone who keeps collecting strays like a beggar woman."Yung sneered l
Chapter nineteen
Vandal had stepped onto the altar full of confidence. He was at stage-two resonance with abundant and powerful energy, strengthened by his dual cores. The berserker core inside him pulsed with violent strength. He believed that with just a bit of quiet time, he could break through to stage three whenever he wished.The cold surface immediately began absorbing strands of his resonance energy.Yet Nothing happened.The stone bell remained dull and colorless. No light wave appeared. Not even the faintest glow.Vandal frowned and pushed two more strands of resonance energy into the bell. Still nothing. The luminous meter stayed completely dark.Damn. What is this? He had inherited powerful Force Echo techniques and absorbed Alarik's resonance energy.Maybe it is because I have not broken through to stage three yet. He focused harder, preparing to force a breakthrough right there.By now, soft chuckles had already started spreading through the hall. Soon the laughter grew louder.A dark-sk
Chapter eighteen
The group pressed deeper into the darkening forest. The canopy above grew thicker until only thin shafts of sunlight filtered through the leaves. Sabine stayed pressed close to Vandal, clinging tightly to his arm the entire way. Every few steps, she glanced nervously over her shoulder, her fingers tightening whenever a branch snapped in the distance.Clara walked a few paces ahead, her back straight and her gaze sharp, head tilting slightly at every unusual sound.After nearly thirty minutes, Clara stopped in front of a massive ancient oak. Its trunk was wider than three men standing side by side. Thick moss and hanging vines draped over the bark like a living curtain. To any ordinary traveler, it looked like nothing more than another tree in an endless sea of green.Clara placed her palm flat against a specific knot in the wood and whispered softly, her voice carrying a reverent tone.“Faith sees what the eyes cannot.”The bark shimmered. A vertical seam split open silently, revealin
Chapter seventeen
“Excuse me?” Elder Bainard wasn’t sure he had heard correctly. Vandal’s faint smile did not waver. “I said I don’t want to join your clan,” he replied plainly, his voice carrying across the clearing like a quiet blade. “And I have no interest in your trial.” A ripple of shock passed through the Green Tempest youths. Fenwick’s face split into a vicious grin while the others exchanged eager glances, sensing blood in the water. Elder Bainard’s eyes narrowed, and his faint testing smile froze into something colder. Perfect. The boy’s refusal gave him the excuse he had been waiting for. That ridiculous bow was clearly a high-grade resonance weapon that no gutter rat could ever afford. It gleamed with suppressed power. The boy’s calm, quiet aura, despite his ragged clothes and white-streaked hair, screamed of a hidden fortune. No ordinary hobo walked around radiating such confidence after slaughtering a Wind Echo Leopard. He suspected the boy possessed valuable treasures. If his inner
Chapter sixteen
Vandal pushed himself up from the cold stone floor of the vault. The triangular mark on his chest had faded into his skin, but a faint warmth still lingered there. The ancient book floated in his soul space, the first level of the Nephilim Fists of Destruction already settled into his bones.He needed to leave.The main entrance he had used before refused to open again. After searching the chamber he found a second passage that led into a deep, clear pool. He dove in without hesitation.The water was different from any he had tasted before. As he swam, a strange sensation ran across his scalp. When he finally broke the surface and climbed onto dry land, he ran a hand through his hair and froze.Every strand had turned milky white.The forest around him looked completely different. Lush green foliage. Warm humidity. The rich scent of blooming flowers and damp soil. It was spring.Distant screams and the roar of battle shattered the quiet.Vandal moved toward the sound on instinct. Throu
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