Chapter 12 Treachery

I registered the surroundings. I was in a white room sitting on chair, I was constrained to it by some sort of cloth. I looked up and saw a very pretty girl, she had silver hair and crimson red eyes, which scared me.

“Finally you’re awake.”

“Where am I?”

Last thing I remember was destroying a bunch of people. She looks like that girl from the white room...

She smirks, “I guess you remember,” she said. “I might’ve been partly responsible for your rampage.”

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A shocking mix of humanoid figure that was horrifying in appearance. Flamboyant wings emerged out of his back, looking like a disfigured angel – or a demon rather. The eyes were a gleaming, unnatural blue. Its hands were like massive claws of an eagle, they were as sharp as sword.

When it sliced through flesh, it did so easily, as if it was a hot knife cutting butter. Its face was looked like the bark of a grey tree, and it was as rough as a stone.

Its skin formed into armour, it had developed an evolutionary defence mechanism, similar to a tortoise shell, except much more malicious.

These beings were called Phosaths. And Hitora was one of them.

When they experience strong emotions, they transform into them. They were the remnants of Shenlong Divine Dragon race. In the holy war, the Shenlong Divine Dragon race, were sovereign, but they never though that humans would evolve to develop Divine Weapons.

The Shenlong Divine Dragon race made them to their labour, thus when a humans transported a carriage of divine runes, they stole them and forged them into ‘Divine weapons’ and ‘Dragon Slayer weapons.’

Thus the Shenlong Divine Dragon race was utterly defeated, and humans assumed sovereign power of the realms. The other heavenly beast were quickly defeated and retreated into the heavenly Beast realms.

(Realms in this story are equivalent to worlds.)

But one Shenlong Divine Dragon, Lanlong, the blue heavenly dragon, assumed a human form, and famously defeated many martial artist and nobles. He was one of the few dragons at this time, apart from Nyrist, who vowed to protect Sixthar, (Nyrist Rune.)

Lanlong, in order to protect his species, he passed his DNA into human female he’d grown to love. Thus the Phosaths, or Qianlong, the remnants of the Shenlong Divine Dragon race.

The girl in front of him, was responsible for activating his powers. Hitora, was a son of the Lanlong, it was a mystery how he had appeared in another realm.

All this information had been passed down to Hitora.

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“Where’s Chandrelle?” I say, she sighs.

“That dead girl? Ah, she’s going to be buried…”

An anger like I’ve never had before wells up inside me, tears rolled down my face.

“Never thought I’d see a monster cry, what a joke, Master, you sure this guy’s the son of Lanlong?”

A mysterious man comes out from the door, he was cloaked in red. He took of his hood, revealing his pale and handsome face.

“I’m sure.”

He looked at Hitora who was in Qianlong state. In the split of a second, Hitora’s claw pierced through the chest of that man.

But despite the information provided by the girl, he simply did not transform, he calmly walked towards Hitora, even as his hand was in his chest.

His right hand transformed into an extremely large fleshy blade that immediately struck Hitora.

Hitora slowly lost his consciousness.

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I looked at Chandelle’s dead body. Why!? Damn it, I’ll kill that scum!

A small girl approached Hitora.

“Um, sir, you can still revive her,” she said this in a very confident and hopeful tone. “The healers of the Sovereign are so skilled, they can revive people from the dead.”

Oh yeah, like before when I battled the Karna. Except there soul was binded with the mage.

“But you’ll have to get there in another 100 days. Or they can’t revive her.”

Another 100 days? Well then. I guess I’ll have to release my power again, and barge in. After all, didn’t I obliterate the entire Witches Cult?

Well I’ll have to train, and kill those bastards.

Hitora said that out loud, and in a very cold voice.

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I found a great deal more about the camp. It’s a sanctuary from the sovereign, whose family is the ruler of the Sixthar.

The sovereign wants to kill all the Qianlong race.

I guess that’s why I retreated here. So I can’t use my power to often, otherwise they’ll kill me.

My plan is to reach my martial art level to maximum, and control my power. I’ll do this while collecting Divine Weapons, apparently they are a rare find in dungeons and such.

I’ll do anything to save her, to save Chandrelle, even if it means killing people and turning into a cold, selfish bastard.