《God Slayer》Chapter: 3 ~ God Slayer
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I was trying to comprehend the scene before me. But no matter how knowledge I was, I really wasn’t able to realize how a martial domain can be that big. A martial domain's size represents a practitioner's potential.
“What? You are surprised? “, The little mosquito asked.
I started smiling like a stupid and said it was hard for me to believe that I was such a heavenly genius.
“Sigh! It's hard to believe someone like you posses slayer veins. I don’t sense any bloodlust from you. You probably haven’t even killed anyone before. I really don’t know whether It’s your blessings or curse that you were born with this power.”
I was silent. I could feel this particular tiny guy was quite emotional about my circumstances.
“What exactly are you? I have never heard of a talking martial spirit before. What grade of Marital spirits are you? Demigod grade?” I asked.
“Before you ask me so much question. Don’t you think, you should excuse yourself from such a occasion? After all, even though you are a fallen genius, there are still a lot of people who are placing their attentions towards you. Should you be in your meditative state for so long?” The mosquito said.
I came back to senses and immediately pulled out my spirit force from domain. Although I have a lot questions I would like to ask but I have enough patience. I took permission from one of the elders and excused myself from the event. Since the protagonist of the event changed, it was not particularly hard for me to excuse myself. I went straight back to my yard. Among the younger generation I hold the second best yard of the clan. Just this privilege is enough to make other’s intestine green. I sat down on my room and enter my domain again.
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“You rather work fast. Seems you are really desperate to seek some answers, huh?”
“cut the cheap talk. What really are you?”
“Well, I would answer your question, but before that tell me something. Now that you can guess the grade of your spirit is not low. Probably even higher than a King grade. What are you waiting for? Should not you just tell the elders and get your lost glory back?”
I looked at the mosquito and kept my silence for a while.
“ I know, I act goofy sometimes. But why do you think I was held as the number one genius in the province before my awakening? Was it all for my talent? Of course it had it’s part. However, that’s not enough. In the past there were a lot of people who had potential but eventually failed. The reason I am hailed as genius is, because I never failed till this day. Whether handling affairs with in clan or outside, I never failed. My survival instinct is pretty strong. I can judge situation pretty well. Regaining glory? If I go back and said something like I got a Martial spirit that is above king grade, then I will die. If someone has a king grade spirit, the other clan even if they try to eliminate him, they will do it in the back, secretly. How ever a Monarch grade martial spirit is something that will surely break the balance and create absolute dominance in this province. So all of those clan will join in hands to kill me. If the situation is out of control, I might die by my own clan members. They will kill me and display my corpse publicly to avoid annihilation. I am not someone who courts death, you know.”
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“Ah I see, so you are not an absolute idiot after all. Good so it won’t be that boring being with you as I initially thought”
“In your eyes, I was nothing but fool initially, huh?”
“Hahaha, you can say that was too early for me to judge you. As an apology, I will introduce myself with my name. Don’t underestimate it, it’s the gesture of me acknowledging your ability. You will know Its value in the future. My name is Emphusa”
“I am Arya. Well Emphusa what kind of Martial spirit are you? I know there are Basic Grade, Human Knight, King, Monarch, Sovereign, Saint, Demigod, God, Highgod. So which grade are you then, Emphusa?”
“None of them”
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“What? It’s impossible I haven’t heard of any other grade that exists before and I am sure that I am pretty well informed regarding this issue. Highest Grade that exists with in this continent is Saint Grade. Other only has information regarding them and they exists in higher Continent.”
Emphusa was silent for a while before saying, “People don’t know about them, it's because the people at the top of food chain didn’t want them to know. It’s because there exists a martial grade that breaks all the shackles of beings and seeks perfection. Even at the top of food chain, there are countless strong people. They keep each other in check. But someone with this type of Martial Grade breaks that balance. A single person can break every barrier in his way and establish absolute dominance. That’s why, they are also known as the forbidden Grade of Martial Spirit.”
My heart skipped a beat after hearing Emphusa. The fazed and unsettle look on my face was pretty obvious.
Emphusa sighed and said, “ Well you can lead a normal life if you want. After all you have not establish a blood contact with me. You are a dual spirit wielder, so you can still be a practitioner. You won't have a life of glory but you can still live your life out pretty well. But if you choose to contact with me, it means you are challenging the authority of Gods, those who maintains the balance of this world. So, you will practically be the enemy of the entire world. It’s a foolish choice after all. Don’t worry I will spend my time here sleeping till you die and I won't tell you the grade of Martial Spirit though. After all it will just bring extra hesse….”
Emphusa didn’t finish speaking before she saw me cut my finger and draw the seal of pledge as practitioner. A pledge to fulfil in the path of glory, a pledge towards your martial spirit. “State your demand and Tell me the grade of my spirit.”
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“If you reach the apex, give me freedom.” After a long while Emphusa stated. Let me re introduce myself.
“I am Emphusa, the goddess of dark night. As for my grade, It’s called…..”
“The God Slayer"
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