Chapter 7

Arrival of the strongest Mortal

As they soaring above the blue sky, gunshots could be heard from the distance. Even though Sixthar was your average fantasy setting, other nations which were run by non-magic users, were quite technologically advanced, by this time they had developed simple fire arms, these were often bought by criminal organisations who had members who couldn’t cultivate mana.

As they nearing towards the safe point, a lone bullet pierced Thargos’s body, it screamed in pain, it’s once elegant and smooth flying had turned into a barbaric, jagged motion, “Thargos!” screamed Elizabeth. “Heal him father!”

He nodded and as he chanted the spell, but before he could heal the beast, the dragon immediately exploded, blood sprayed as the three were airborne, the bullet was rigged with explosives, or worse, an explosion spell. The three fell into the forest bellow, the lord quickly healed them as they hit the hard floor.

The three were a barbaric mess, they had the blood from the dragon, sprayed all over them.

“What the hell can we do now, they’re probably on their way to kill us!?” Shouted Hitora.

“*Sniff* Thargos… He’s dead – she wailed in misery and sadness – why,” she cried. “I’ll KILL THEM, THOSE SCUM, I WON’T LET ANY OF THEM LIVE, I’ll BATHE IN THEIR BLOOD, I WON’T SPARE THEM MERCY, I’ll KILL THEM, I’LL KILL THEM, THEY WILL FEEL PAIN LIKE NO OTHER!!!!!!!!”

Elizabeth’s pupils shrank, exposing more of the white part of her eye, her eyes turned into a very strange green, they glowed, and the white part of her eye turned back. Blood ran down her once, pretty face, there was a rustle nearby, and in the blink of eye, she ran so fast towards it, it was as if your eyes could not even keep up with her, “AHHH!” a scream of pain from the figure she killed – and then again, and again. Soldiers, engulfed in black robes, that hid their face only revealing their malicious eyes, tired sniping her from a distance only for her to deflect the bullets back at them causing them to immediate dying.

It was as if they were ants, and she was some godly being. There were no soldiers in a 50 m radius of where Hitora and the Lord were, thanks to her efforts. Lord Oscaster, stood there calm, eye’s closed, awaiting attacks it seems, but he was actually, preparing the summoning of Coaraidells, King of the Heavenly Beasts, Lord Oscaster’s eyes opened revealing his unnaturally blue eyes which previously were brown, it seems after powerful spell are emitted a user’s eyes change colour, a blue pentagram appeared above the men, it was so massive, your eyes were immediately drawn to it, an aura of all-powerfulness approached, a massive gust of wind blew all the tree’s.

“Hmm… A heavenly wind, nya, could it be, that a beast from the immortal realms is being summoned here, nya?” said the ‘Cat spirit.’

Hitora was in a state of awe and pain, for a mortal to experience a heavenly presence, the presence by its self could cause immense pain even death to mortals. The beast slowly emerged from the pentagram, it revealed its white fur which was covered by golden coloured armour, a tiger like being emerged, it was roaring furiously.

“Master…” said the Coaraidells.

“Coaraidells… serve me well…”

“My pleasure,” he alleged, he smiled, revealing his razor sharp teeth.

It was a brilliant sight, a heavenly beast killing all the soldiers with ease, despite its size, he moved quite fast, and his attacks were extremely destructive, some of them causing considerable damage to the forest, as he ran the sound spread throughout the entirety of Sixthar, probably causing an earthquake, it was like putting a shark in a fish tank.

Hitora was bewildered by why the Oscaster Household didn’t just attack the soldier’s front on. But now he found, over a million soldiers were summoned surrounded them, and a flurry of bullets rained upon the five (including the cat and the Coaraidells), the heavenly beast used its powers to shield the five.

Elizabeth was busily killing them, but as they were killed, mage from afar resurrected them. The heavenly beast, released a very powerful attack, divine spell [Serictus Divine Nova]. It instantly killed the nearby soldiers, but after a minute or so they were resurrected.

“I underestimated them, they’re using [Duplicate], each time they die they get 2% power increase, since we keep on killing them, and they will eventually get so much power they can kill Coaraidells. I guess our only solution is to buff them with [ETERNAL VOID], they won’t die, but they will be in darkness for a long time, despite’s its name it won’t last for long – the lord activate the spell, causing the soldiers to be blinded – the effects will only be for a little, since they have mages on standby…”

But before they ran, a man with broad shoulders, and with masculine features. His body and faces was covered in black robes swaying in the wind. They hid most of the features of his face, apart from his golden eyes… And on these swaying robes was an emblem, it was an oriental symbol, (死). The figure also held a magnificent sword, like no other, its handle was engraved with same oriental symbol. The cross bar was made with extremely rare metal, Adamantine, it was a beautiful pale white substance, and the hilt was made of the purest of golds. The blade itself was not like any other blade, as it was nothing but pure light seeming to emerge out of the hilt, like light radiates from the sun….