Chapter 997: Running On Water!
On the shore of the beach, the pirate captain that Zon and Lince had forced themselves onto to reach the island had been busy. Several of the men’s clothes were soaking wet, and on the beach itself, there was now a barrier facing outward from the shore.
It was made from the wreckage of the ship, while supplies had been gathered as well, making some type of camp.
“We don’t know how long we’re going to be on this island, but if things like those monkeys come back, we’re going to be done for!” the captain claimed.
From the few dead bodies of the monkeys that had already been defeated by Zon and Lince, the captain had ordered his men to place them close to the edge of the jungle. They were afraid at first and, after hacking their bodies, immediately ran back.
There was some theory behind what the captain was doing-or more so just his own thoughts that made sense in his head. The monkeys would be less willing to venture out of their habitat and onto the sand if they could see and smell their fallen kin.
Even though the captain knew they would be hopeless in an attack against them, it was the only thing he could do.
After making some sort of camp, they gathered several barrels of gunpowder, among other things, and used the leftover parts and large leaves to create a makeshift bonfire.
“Captain, are you sure about this? If we make a large fire, won’t it attract the other beasts on the island?” a member asked.
“I’ll keep that in mind as a last resort, but if there’s a sailing ship going past in the distance, we need to do whatever we can to get their attention. Ships will be few and far between in these waters,” the captain explained.
“I’ve spotted someone! I’ve spotted someone!” one of the men shouted with a telescope, pointing out to sea.
“A ship? You’ve spotted a ship? Quick, light the bonfire, quick!” the captain shouted.
The man was pointing with his finger, shaking at the tip.
“No… not a ship, sir. As I said, I spotted someone!”
The captain paused from setting the bonfire alight for just a moment, walking over and snatching the telescope out of his hands. As the captain looked through the scope, he could see a white-haired man running on water.
He was getting closer by the second, and before the captain knew it, the man had disappeared.
“Where is he? Where did he go?” the captain asked, swirling his head around, searching for the white-haired man with the telescope.
As he placed the telescope down, though, he could see footprints in the sand, leading straight into the jungle.
‘That’s impossible… right?’ the captain thought.
Both Krynic and Impress felt like they were figuring out the jungle a little. Not only did the white-furred monkeys reside in the lighter greens of the area, but through exploration, they found other groups of beasts as well.
However, with their larger numbers, eventually, the two sub-leaders of the group had to make a tough decision.
They had talked after making camp and now faced a choice on where to head.
“I think it will be more trouble for us if we try to head back to the beach or just stay put,” Impress explained. “I can tell that there’s a group of beasts following us, but because we are on the border of the changes in territory, they haven’t acted yet.”
“The darker green territory-although the beasts seem stronger, it also seems like they are fewer in number. With a group as large as ours, we would lose more members trying to tread back,” Krynic said.
It looked like the two leaders had come to an agreement. With their size, strength, and formation, it was safer to encounter a more powerful beast in the darker green area, so they decided to venture in and move slowly.
Turning back, Impress looked at the several movements scurrying in the trees, hoping she had made the right decision.
With the large group, it was harder to move silently, but they were doing their best with Impress scouting in the front and Krynic at the back, both of them moving in a circular motion until Impress lifted her hand, signaling the group to stop.
They crouched lower as they looked ahead, and there was no explanation needed. They could see the beast through the dense trees.
It had a large body and two necks sticking out-or perhaps two long eyes; it was hard to tell- but as it reached up to the top of the trees, it was eating a red fruit. The yellow beast’s body was facing away, and Impress wanted to observe it for a while.
“Don’t you think this is a good time to attack?” one of the warriors asked. “We can all go for it at once while its back is turned.”
Impress noticed something. They had been moving in a circular motion before deciding on the safest route to edge forward, so they were still relatively close to the borders. In the trees, there was a white-furred monkey with two tails and four arms.
The same kind they had seen on the beach, which had given their group so much trouble-the one she had eventually bested.
Its eyes were glued to the red fruit, inching closer and closer to where the beast’s head was. As it moved closer, it eventually leapt over and tried to grab the fruit.
In an instant, the long head turned around and moved through the air, snapping at the white- furred monkey.
The monkey was caught in the razor-sharp jaws of the beast, which continued biting away, killing it instantly, with no struggle at all.
‘It killed the other beast in an instant, and it wasn’t even able to do anything. The speed it moved at was incredibly fast as well… Did we make a mistake heading deeper into this damned island?’
She was thinking of what to do since heading forward wasn’t the right answer. In the middle of her thoughts, though, seemingly out of nowhere, someone was now standing in the center of the open area, close to the beast.
“Who… is that?” Impress thought.
It wasn’t someone from their group, and there was one thing that stood out about him-it was his bright white hair.
Chapter 998: Teaming With The Enemy
A new area of the jungle had yet to be explored further. Entering the yellow colored greenery of the jungle, they had come across a wooden bridge, and after the ground started to travel slightly uphill.
But just a few meters away from the bridge, several groups had come across each other. Two individuals, Zon and Lince, and two more individuals, Ricar and Beatrix had joined.
Before them, there was another man with his arms folded, who had declared his name as Mosak.
The man had been in a conversation with Lince and Zon, making his condition and situation quite clear. When suddenly the two individuals from the Light Faction had arrived. Despite this, Mosak was still calm as ever, and it looked like he was even ignoring them completely. “Did you hear what was said?” Beatrix said leaning in to Ricar. She and him still had their swords pointed toward Zon and Lince, and were even thinking of turning it slightly to the strange man.
They had never seen him before, and to hear that their fellow allies had been struck.
“Don’t take what this person says straight to heart. Judging from his attire, I believe that is Lince from the Lost Clan, in the Demonic Faction.” Ricar claimed.
Those at the top knew who to keep their eyes on in the other factions. However, Lince was a little different compared to others, since not many knew what his appearance was like due to the role he wished to play.
“So it’s just a trick… but that man is with him as well.” Beatrix said. “You were worried even with the two of us it would be troublesome to take him on. So now that he has one of the
Demonic Faction’s leaders by his side, wouldn’t it be impossible.”
This was certainly the thought that was going through Ricar’s head. He slightly turned looking toward the bridge hoping that maybe more of the Light Faction members would have made it, and even a part of him was at least hoping for the other man from Alter to arrive.
While Ricar had a side eye at the bridge, he could feel Qi being directed right at him, and saw that the Demonic Faction clan leader was heading his way.
‘Such straight forward Qi, this isn’t how I thought the man would attack. Isn’t his Qi meant to be hidden and kept under-wraps.’
When high-stage warriors fought, the way the Qi was used in combat was quite important. Since higher stage warriors were more sensitive to Qi, it could reveal where an opponent was, how much power was in a strike, and even where a strike would come from.
The Qi that was flowing through Lince’s sword, it was being directed straight at Ricar, and he could even see it being directed right where his sword was.
‘This is too obvious, especially for a man of his caliber, is he trying to trick me?’ Ricar thought.
But he held his sword firm, and to everyone else it looked like Ricar had performed the perfect block as waves of Qi exploded in the air.
“Beatrix don’t move, just make sure the other one doesn’t come forward!” Ricar shouted. Pulling down the mask that covered part of Lince’s face, a scarred smile appeared through it. “It seems like you understand.” Lince commented.
“You didn’t strike me on purpose and made it obvious, this is just a show for the man that is there, so clearly you want to say something. So just say it!” Ricar said.
Lince started to swing his dagger about and had done it in the same fashion as he had done before. Making it obvious via his Qi as to where he was going to attack. This allowed Ricar to move it in the perfect place blocking.
It was a flashy performance to those watching on the outside, not knowing who had the upper edge.
“My friend told me you met last night, and that you are after the same thing that we are, the golden globe.” Lince commented. “The issue is, our path is blocked by this man right now, and I don’t know if you can tell or not, but that man is extremely powerful.”
Ricar took a glance, there was something off about him, but there was also something off about Zon so it was hard to say.
“He has already dealt with a large portion of the Light Faction, he won’t let you guys through to the next area as well, and it’s the same as us, so I have a proposal, just for now, a temporary truce between the four of us.” Lince proposed.
Ricar continued to block the attacks, and he was thinking in his head. Regardless they would have to fight against Zon and Lince, which was already a tough battle for them. This Mosak individual wasn’t on their side either, so he would be another opponent.
“The truce continues.” Ricar said. “until we find the item, when that happens, then we must decide a fair way to get the item.”
Lince wanted to burst out laughing? A fair way when they found the item? Even if they were those stronger that could just take it? Did Ricar also have no idea what the stakes were of this item?
Even if they lost whatever this fair way was? It wasn’t as if Lince could just let it be and watch the downfall of the world and more, he couldn’t, and this was the naivety of the Light Faction shining through.
The thing was, Lince didn’t mind that about Ricar and Beatrix by his side, because they believed this they were perhaps the easiest to deal with.
“Alright, let’s do this then!” Lince said, as he suddenly moved to the point where he was behind Ricar.
“Did you hear everything young woman, now’s the time.” Lince said.
He only spoke those words before turning around, and his dagger started to shine brightly. As
it did, he hurled the dagger straight heading right for Mosak.
At the same time, the other three had charged forward following up from the attack.
Mosak smiled, as he moved his head to the side and grabbed onto the handle of the dagger stopping it from going any further and held it in place.
“So this is your decision?” Mosak asked.
Chapter 999: Unbeatable Opponent
Lince had placed a great deal of Qi into his dagger when he decided to throw it this time. He had already let one dagger go and lost it during his fight against Red, which had been a considerable setback. Throwing another one again presented quite the risk, but he believed that the element of surprise would be on his side this time. He felt that the suddenness of the attack could catch his target off guard, allowing him to turn the tide of the battle, even if only momentarily.
After all, even when he had thrown the dagger against Red before, it had still been effective in striking its target. The problem was that it simply did not achieve the outcome he had originally intended. The dagger had not inflicted the level of damage that Lince had hoped for. What he did not expect, however, was for the strange man standing before him now to catch the dagger so cleanly, as if it were the easiest thing in the world. The man’s body had not even been dragged backward. This display of strength and control was both astonishing and unnerving.
“This is the power of the warriors that roam these lands these days?” Mosak asked with a tone that suggested mild disappointment rather than admiration. “I suppose I shouldn’t be too surprised. I can’t even remember the last time a warrior ascended to the Divine realm.” With everyone converging on his position, Mosak carefully eyed all those who stood before him. He examined Zon, Beatrix, and Ricar, gauging their stances, their weaponry, and perhaps even their internal reserves of Qi. Then, holding the captured dagger in his hand, he abruptly threw it back. Immediately, it flew at terrifying speed, passing right by Zon, Beatrix, and Ricar without any sign of slowing. It continued on its path, heading straight for Lince with an almost casual ease, as if guided by Mosak’s mere will.
Seeing the blade’s trajectory, Lince decided to use all of his Qi to evade the attack. He moved swiftly out of its path, twisting his body with trained precision.
The dagger sped right past him and disappeared deeper into the jungle’s thick foliage. As it traveled forward, it cut through whatever stood in its way. It did not fade or vanish, nor did it lose momentum. Instead, it was like a needle piercing silk, carving a narrow, unwavering line through the dense growth.
The difference was clear. Unlike the coconut bombardments from the beasts they had faced before, which caused wild swathes of destruction, this dagger’s path was pinpoint sharp. There was no wide-ranging chaos, just an unrelenting blade slicing through whatever dared to block its straight journey. Lince had no idea where it might finally come to rest, or even if it would stop at all.
‘One in ten… your estimate might have been right on this one,’ Lince thought, recalling previous calculations he had made. ‘This makes me think I might have lost against that Red guy as well. But I know one thing for sure: there’s no way I could win a match against this man alone. So you must either think highly of these two at my side, or very highly of yourself.’ His thoughts swirled as he considered whether Zon, Beatrix, and Ricar combined would be enough to handle an adversary of this caliber, or whether Mosak was simply that confident in his own abilities.
Ricar’s sword was shining brightly. When he drew near his opponent, he stabbed the blade into the ground, causing a vibrant, radiant light to flare up. This sudden brilliance served as a strategy to distract. Beatrix, meanwhile, had made certain to stay directly behind Ricar, using him as a shield from any counterattack. She wanted to avoid exposing herself too soon.
‘This technique didn’t work against the man by my side last time,’ Ricar thought, recalling earlier battles. ‘Still, it should give him the opportunity to attack.’ He trusted that Zon would seize the opening presented by the flash of light.
And that was precisely what Zon did. He had already energized two red swords and, without hesitation, thrust them both forward toward their shared enemy. Yet, just as quickly, Zon felt a force pushing back. When the flash of light disappeared, Ricar and Beatrix caught sight of the final moments of what had just occurred. The man had been using only his hands, covering them in Qi, moving them in a circular motion to deflect the red energy beams that Zon had fired. It was an elegant, efficient defense, and it unsettled them all the more.
Right after that exchange, Zon refused to give up. He continued to attack, moving incredibly fast, lunging with his sword from all manner of angles. He tried high strikes, low strikes, diagonal cuts—anything that might break through. For the first time, the mysterious man’s face lost a bit of its casual smile. This subtle shift gave Ricar and Beatrix a hint of hope. Perhaps their combined assault was beginning to test him.
Ricar advanced along with Beatrix, the two of them running in an intertwined pattern. Their footwork was carefully choreographed, each step taken to create an opening for the other. When they drew close to the man, Zon pulled back at just the right moment, as if he had eyes in the back of his head. He seemed to know that Ricar and Beatrix needed this chance to strike together.
Ricar swung his sword, employing various techniques he had mastered over countless hours of training. Although his blows were deflected, they were not brushed aside lightly. The man had to handle them with more care, suggesting that Ricar’s attacks, if not immediately victorious, were at least worthy of more measured defense. However, Ricar could not keep using these high-level techniques indefinitely. They were draining, and he had a plan to address that issue.
Beatrix rolled in from behind with fluid grace, and as she rose into the air, she struck downward from above. Her sword glowed with energy, and she brought it down toward Mosak with a focused intensity. This was a coordinated effort, designed to stress Mosak from multiple directions.
Mosak lifted both of his forearms, blocking Beatrix’s descending attack. He braced himself so firmly that he sank slightly into the solid ground beneath him. The earth gave way under the pressure, forming a shallow depression. While he was locked in this blocking position, it created a perfect opportunity for Zon to capitalize on the distraction. Zon, who no longer held the energized swords, began to fire blast after blast at Mosak, aiming to strike him while he was occupied.
The assaults from Zon impacted Mosak’s body, causing visible damage to his clothing and perhaps some superficial harm. Yet the attacks did not pass through as they normally would. At least Zon knew now that these methods were not entirely ineffective. There was some effect, however minor, and that was better than nothing.
“I no longer have a weapon, but I still need to do my part!” Lince shouted. In almost an instant, Lince appeared right in front of Mosak. The wrappings that usually covered Lince’s arms were now wound around his legs, providing extra support for his next move. He spun into a powerful side kick aimed directly at Mosak’s stomach.
The impact sent Mosak’s body flying into the air. He crashed into a tree, breaking it apart, and then dropped to one knee on the ground. Despite this, Zon did not let up. He continued to move his hands rapidly, firing laser-like beams into the spot where Mosak had landed. Eventually, he ceased the barrage and summoned his two red energized swords once more.
“Working together, I think we make quite a good team,” Lince said, sounding pleased that they had at least forced a reaction, if not a decisive victory.
“Everyone should prepare,” Zon warned, his tone serious. “He’s still very much alive.” With Zon’s enhanced senses and systems, he knew full well that their attacks had done next to nothing in terms of truly injuring Mosak.
They saw the truth of Zon’s words for themselves. Mosak began to rise from the shattered remains of the fallen tree, casually brushing dust and debris from his clothing. It was as if their barrage had been nothing more than an inconvenience to him.
“Alright, I have to admit, the one with the freaky black suit is somewhat strong,” Mosak said, referring to Zon’s distinctive attire. “It wasn’t quite what I was expecting.” He sounded almost amused. “But I like the unexpected. Everything so far on this island has been somewhat unexpected!”
Lince, observing the situation and trying to gauge their odds, felt a deep sense of concern. If the four of them, working together, could not bring this one opponent down, then what chance did anyone else on this island have? If the strongest among them could not best Mosak, who could possibly hope to emerge victorious against such a foe?
Chapter 1000: The White Haired Demon (Part 1)
Krynic, who was leading the Aurora Clan, and Impress for the Dawnblade Clan, had laid low after seeing the beast in front of them. Seeing how easily it was able to kill the white-furred monkey, they knew taking out the beast itself was going to be a tough task.
The truth was, no matter where they went, they would run into trouble all over the place. So they were just going for the simplest or easiest option. In Impress’s mind, it was the one that would lead to the least amount of deaths within their fairly large group.
While observing the dangerous beast, though, that was when a particular man appeared. He landed in the center of the open area, which was void of the large trees but still had tall grass and broken branches on the ground.
The beast was off to the side, still munching on the remains of the monkey. The man that stood in the open area appeared out of nowhere. There was almost no noise, no action, no Qi felt by Impress, and she had almost missed him.
If it wasn’t for the fact that the young man had white hair, she might have ignored him altogether.
“There’s someone out there, but with that beast, they’ll be killed!” was Impress’s initial thought, until she started to have a good look at the young man in the center.
His appearance wasn’t one of their own. It wasn’t someone from the Light Faction. Yet, she had a feeling of familiarity when she looked at him.
“Are you wondering the same thing as me?” Krynic asked, moving from the back of the group over to Impress’s side. “What is the Dark Magus doing here?”
It started to click in Impress’s head. She had seen this man before. It was the Dark Magus, the student who had taken part in the Martial Arts Tournament from the Demonic Faction. Nearly all of them had been present that day, and his countless performances had burned his image into their heads.
When Impress looked at the young man, though, there was something different about him. The whole air around him felt different, and she didn’t feel as if she were looking at the same individual. Yet, just by his face, it was clear that it was him.
“It’s expected that the Dark Magus would be here. There’s a reason Alter wants their hands on this item after all, and it might be so he doesn’t get his hands on it,” Impress said.
“Well, it would be the perfect chance to take out a big enemy. Part of the Demonic Faction or leader of the Dark Faction here alone? With all of us and us two, we should be able to do it.”
Impress quickly moved her hand out again, signaling for Krynic to stop, as she could see he was already ready to move.
“He is not an easy target like most think. That is maybe why no one has been able to take him out so far. Do not underestimate him.” Impress didn’t take her eyes off Raze for a second, who continued to just stand there.
“This man is the one that bested Murkel and climbed to the top of the Dark Faction. Maybe some consider it a fluke or didn’t see the real results with their eyes, but shortly after, he even bested Sha Mo from the Demonic Faction, proving that it wasn’t just a one-time thing.”
“No one can think of him as an easy target anymore.”
Krynic didn’t argue because he realized that when she put it like that, it was true. Warriors’ lives were longer than those of regular humans, and honing one’s skills and Qi took a long time.
So legends and powerful warriors took time to build up their legacy, to build up their stories. It was something that was passed around and talked about frequently. Passed on from when they were children, warned about in their clans who not to mess with.
These things were drilled into their heads again and again, even if they were part of another faction. But that wasn’t the case with Raze or the Dark Magus. He was a new warrior who had seemingly come out of nowhere.
Disrupting everything the warriors had solidified over years. So when seeing such a person, it was quite easy to forget about the things that he had done. His legacy was short, but looking at his record, the Dark Magus was shaping up to have one of the biggest legacies in Pagna.
“Then, we should stay put,” Krynic suggested. “The beasts on this island aren’t normal. Even us top-tier warriors are struggling with them. Let him deal with it on his own, and right after, we’ll swoop in and take him out.”
A worn-out, injured man-either way, with all of them, no matter how strong he was, they should be able to take him out. It was worth the risk to them.
Although Raze still didn’t move, it looked like the beast was ready to act. It turned its head and looked toward Raze with its two long heads. One of them was covered in blood due to its sharp teeth.
The heads were moving in a circular motion, as if swirling with the wind, until they opened wide and let out a high-pitched screech. It screamed at the top of its lungs, and both heads moved at the same time.
They were lightning-fast, just like when going against the white-furred monkey. It swung them low, opening its mouths, heading right toward Raze.
“I thought beasts had better sense than humans,” Raze said as he still looked down at the ground. “You should know when you have met someone who’s far stronger than you!”
Raze turned his head and stared directly at the beast. His eyes were wide open, and he looked straight into the eyes of the beast. In that instant, its mouth stopped along with its heads, dead still.
Then, with its large legs, it started to back away.
“What… is going on? The beast-it’s not attacking?” Krynic asked.
Chapter 1001: The White Haired Demon (Part 2)
The sight that Impress and Krynic witnessed was extremely familiar to them both because something like this had also happened at the Martial Arts Tournament. It was something that few high-level warriors experienced in their lives.
Beasts were, in many ways, more sensitive than humans when it came to other senses. Their simple-minded nature gave them top-tier survival instincts. Of course, in some cases, they would forgo these instincts and try to test the limits one way or another.
In this case, though, the beast was listening to these instincts. If it attacked the person in front of it, its life would come to an end. It realized the mistake it was making and chose to back up.
This had also occurred at the Martial Arts Tournament, but everyone was unsure of the reason or why. Now, Impress had an inkling that the same person was responsible.
“How could that be? Even the basic beasts on this island are enough to give middle-stage warriors trouble. For one to cower in fear like this-that can’t be what’s happening, right?” Krynic asked.
This was exactly what Impress thought had occurred, and she was starting to think they were making a big mistake by being here right now, close to this individual. They needed a lot more than just the two of them.
‘We might need all of the elders together to take on this man.’ Impress thought, and wondered if even that would be enough.
Raze was looking ahead at the beast, seeing that it had backed away, no longer baring its teeth, but it wasn’t running either.
“You nearly made a mistake,” Raze commented. “But I’m sure your rash actions on others would have cost many of them their lives. Maybe, even if I were still the man I was before, you would’ve caused a hefty wound on me. For that, you will have to be punished.”
Almost as if the beast could understand Raze’s words, it started to lift both heads in the air. They swirled about, and both of them let out an almighty scream once again. If it was going to be killed by this human anyway, it might as well do whatever it could to hurt the person in front of it.
It dived from above with both its heads right at Raze, opening its mouths wide. Quickly, as one head came right in front of Raze, he placed his hand on top of it and shoved it to the ground.
“Take the punishment you deserve!” Raze forcefully pushed down, and the head snapped shut and crashed into the floor. The ground broke underneath, and small fissures appeared.
As the top half of the beast’s mouth met the bottom half, its jaw shattered, and part of its skull bent in.
The beast wasn’t done yet, though, as it had a second head ready to attack. Both heads had moved at the same time, and this one came at Raze’s side.
Reaching out from his back, Raze pulled out the sword from its sheath and slashed down. As he did, half of the beast’s head was sliced off, and it stopped in its path before it could even reach Raze.
With its two heads gone, the beast’s life came to an end. Its body started to tilt to the side and crashed onto the ground. Just like that, with next to no effort at all, the beast was dealt with.
The beast that had easily dealt with the white-furred monkey was, in turn, just as easily dealt with by Raze. This gave those watching a small idea of what had occurred.
“This is quite annoying,” Raze said as he held the Ghost Blade in his hand. The sword was clean, void of blood due to how fast it had been swung.
The reason for Raze’s sigh was the extra step he now had to take as he reached and placed the sword back into its sheath located on his back. Knowing the details of the island and what it was capable of, Raze had prepared beforehand.
What he had just attempted out of habit was to use his Dark Magic to place the sword away. Yet, it didn’t work. None of his magic had worked since he landed on the island.
Although he had learned this beforehand, he found it hard to believe. He knew of spells and items that could do such things, but even then, there was a limit to how much magic could be stopped.
Now, as a six-star mage, for his magic to still be stopped was incredibly impressive, especially for it to have such a wide range.
On top of that, there were other issues. He couldn’t switch out his weapons, so he only had the enchanted Ghost Blade. And then there were the enchantments themselves.
His Ghost Blade didn’t glow orange when he placed his Demonic Qi in the weapon. All the effects of the weapon were gone as well.
Still, there were some things he had brought with him, one of them being a pouch of different Qi pills. He wasn’t so sure these wouldn’t work, since they needed to be consumed, but he didn’t want to test them out right now to see whether they worked or not.
He imagined taking a load of cursed Qi pills only to feel their effects once he left the island.
‘The beasts on this island aren’t too hard. Are they level-three beasts?’ Raze wondered. ‘I guess this isn’t like the other dimensions I’ve been in. I thought they would be more difficult.’
It wasn’t just Raze who thought this as well.
“Maybe the beast wasn’t as strong as we thought, and that was just a regular monkey?” Krynic said. “I still couldn’t feel his Qi.”
Although Krynic still wanted to fight, the same couldn’t be said for Impress, who was already shuffling her feet back.
“You guys over there! You’ve been watching for a while now… Either come out and attack me or tell me who you are!” Raze demanded.
Chapter 1002: The First Person
There was one person who had consistently been venturing the island on their own, hoping that they would find the right path toward the Golden Globe, or at least that was their original goal. Red from the group Alter had been stuck in the sandy area of the island.
It was strange to have a desert-like landscape on the island in the first place, especially one filled with jungle and life in other areas. Seeing this, along with torn-down ruins and buildings, Red thought there had to be something there.
He searched the area, trying to look for something, and in doing so, he had come across vicious scorpion-like beasts. They were tough to handle, and most warriors wouldn’t be able to face them, but it wasn’t so much for Red.
If another was to trail through the desert, they would be finding corpses of scorpion beasts all over the place. There were no large markings on their bodies, only parts that had been sliced off or small holes through several different areas.
“There’s nothing here!” Red shouted, swinging his fist and hitting a pillar next to him. A large part of the pillar broke off and skipped across the sand. The structure of the pillar started to crumble and fall.
“Absolutely nothing in this area, and that man I saw from before, he’s nowhere to be seen. I thought he would have stayed in this area as well. Did he really just run off?”
The second reason why Red had decided to stay in the area was his search for the mystery man who covered his face. The man he had gotten in a confrontation with. The monkey had interrupted their fight, so he believed that the mysterious man would use that chance to explore the area.
Red wanted a second go at him, and seeing the man’s strength temporarily, he thought he would be a good fight, that the two were similar and wanted to go at it again, yet that never happened.
“I’ve wasted too much time here. I need to find that item!” Red exclaimed, and his body moved swiftly at fast speed, dragging the sand with him.
Red quickly went back out of the desert area and returned to the darker green area of the jungle. He wasted no time going through different areas, not slowing down. On some occasions, he saw beasts quickly notice him, and he formed a red energy blade, stabbing it right through the head, killing it in one hit, as he continued to move from area to area.
Until he had discovered a new area where the jungle started to turn slightly yellow in color. He slowed down, as something large could be seen up ahead.
“Another white-furred monkey, but this one is bigger than the others and has more tails. I guess you’re a grandfather compared to those young ones and the one I took down before then,” Red said to himself as he stared at the bridge located just on the other side.
“Now that looks more like the location where a special item would be left.”
After looking at the bridge, Red saw the large monkey lift a giant black coconut and hurl it through the air right at him. It was so fast and sudden that Red didn’t have time to avoid it and instead held his hand out.
The coconut crushed into Red’s hands, and his fingertips broke through the black coconut. The force of the throw from the monkey dragged him back through the ground, with dirt piling up behind the heels of his feet.
Eventually coming to a stop ten meters later.
“You fat-arse monkey!” Red shouted as he clenched his fingers hard, breaking the outside shell of the hard coconut into several pieces and dropping it and the water inside onto the ground.
Around ten minutes had passed, and finally, Red was on top of the fallen monkey, his leg standing on top of it. Just like with the scorpion beasts, there were several small holes in its body.
However, unlike the scorpion beasts, parts of the monkey’s limbs hadn’t been slashed off. Instead, there were just several cuts all over its body.
“That was quite the tough beast. I think maybe the toughest one that I’ve had to deal with so far,” Red said as he reached into the monkey and pulled out the power stone. He held it in his hand and pulled it toward his chest.
His chest compartment and black suit started to open up, and the sound of thumping was heard. Inside it, Red pulled out a crystal, threw it onto the ground, and then placed the blood- soaked crystal from the gorilla inside him.
His chest compartment closed, and the black suit started to form back around his chest. “That’s a high-level power stone. That’s quite the nice upgrade you gave me, friend. Now to continue on this journey,” Red claimed.
Walking across the bridge, Red had seemingly entered a new area. It was wide and far- reaching, but rather than walking around the edge to explore every corner, he decided to just head further and further into the center.
Then finally, he had come across an opening. When looking up, it looked as if it was the base of a mountain. It was covered in green moss, and the ruins and stones they were made of were the same color as before.
Walking forward, the entrance was extremely wide. It was a single doorway of sorts but was big enough for even giant beasts to enter the place.
Red could see nothing on the outside but made sure that his system recorded every single detail. As he entered, he walked across a long hall, the flooring a dark rusted golden color.
Red was being careful. After seeing the gorilla beast on the outside, he feared that there might be something even more dangerous on the inside. He was sure his system had recognized it, but he decided to ignore it.
Finally, Red had made it to a large open room with a change in the flooring-tiles that were different colors with carvings on the floor, a giant circle of sorts.
“It looks like I’m the only one here and the first person to find the Golden Globe,” Red said in
relief.
Chapter 1003: The Divine’s power
The group had made a temporary alliance and was perhaps one of the strongest groups not just on the island but even in the entirety of Pagna. Because warriors from different clans and factions had teamed up.
Even Zon, who wasn’t a warrior, was incredibly skilled and could be considered one of the strongest in Pagna. Yet with the four of them using a large combination of skills, their opponent looked the same as he was just moments ago, getting up from the broken tree.
‘This man… maybe our chances are lower than Zon thought,’ Lince inwardly said. ‘So far, all he has done is react to our own skills. He hasn’t even shown any of his own skills yet, which means there is still a lot to come.’
“Alright, I guess it’s time for me to strike back then. Let’s see if you can deal with a real divine warrior!” Mosak claimed, and the Qi unleashed from his body vibrated the ground right in front of him.
The beasts located behind where Mosak was could all feel a tingling sensation and were reacting with cries and shouts.
As for the people standing in front of him, they felt like their feet were going to buckle at any moment.
“Don’t falter to this! Stick to your path and vision, and we can come up with something!” Ricar shouted.
Both he and Beatrix ran forward once more, intertwining with each other. As they moved on the floor, the path they walked on started to light up. Visible footsteps could be seen, and then Beatrix jumped back and started to swing her sword right where the footsteps were placed.
Large pillars of Qi, visible in a white light, came hurling towards Mosak.
While Ricar did a sweeping motion along the ground, a strike that covered the floor in a complete line came toward him.
“It’s too bad I don’t have a spear, but my hands will have to do!” Mosak said as he swirled his hands in the air.
The massive amount of Qi that came off from his body swirled in the air, and all of the strikes that had been made by Ricar and Beatrix were being swept into one place. Then, with a striking fist thrust forward, all of the Qi broke, and the attacks were formed into nothing.
Ricar wanted to react or move forward, but Mosak was already in front of him. He avoided a sword strike from Ricar, grabbed the back of his clothing, and threw him off to the side.
The old man went flying through the air before he crashed into several trees, breaking into them.
Desperate, Beatrix followed in, swinging her sword several times, and then to match it, Mosak with his hand pointed thrust it toward Beatrix’s sword. Before it reached, though, strange wrappings had gathered around his hand, being pulled by Lince, trying to slow it down.
At the same time, from a distance, two large energy blasts had been shot out from Zon. Mosak lifted his feet, slamming them on the floor, and his Qi had created a type of barrier blocking the energy blasts while his hand moved, meeting Beatrix’s sword. As his finger touched the tip of the sword, it shattered, and something strange occurred to Beatrix as well, as she felt blood filling her mouth.
She was hurt-badly hurt-and as her body was falling to the side, she had a deep thought in her mind.
‘This power is not something that can exist on Pagna right now… Is it a Divine being? A Divine warrior is the only one that can have this power and level of techniques, and they seem quite similar to the Aurora Clan’s spear techniques.’
A particular individual, long ago from the Aurora Clan, had ascended to the Divine realm, but that was around a thousand years ago. The man in front of them would no longer have anyone he cared about from the clan.
So the fact that they were Light Faction warriors would also mean nothing.
‘Why though? Why are these people all after this item? That strange man was right. The Light Faction going after this item and handing it over to Alter… is it really a good thing?’
The moment Beatrix fell to the floor, standing right where she was, was Zon. He had the two red blades in his hand and swung them down from above.
In response to this, Mosak lifted both of his hands and touched the red blades, holding them in place.
What he also didn’t realize was Lince’s involvement as well, who had uncovered his wrappings around his arms and tied them around Mosak’s leg. He was using all of his strength to pull on them.
He was sure that a lot of energy was being contained from Mosak not falling over, and that’s when Mosak himself noticed something. Although he was holding the two energy blades, they were shining bright, and a small high-pitched sound was being made.
“These are no ordinary swords. They’re moving back and forth at an incredibly high speed, allowing them to rip through anything. I thought I could hold onto them safely, but it doesn’t seem to be the case,” Mosak claimed as he saw blood dripping from his hands.
Using a surge of Qi, Mosak then circled his hands and threw the blades to the side, and following up in the fluid circular motion, he then thrust his hand like a spear right toward Zon’s stomach. It crashed into the suit, and a ripple of Qi was seen in the air.
Equally, a ripple was made in Zon’s black suit. It slowly broke apart, revealing his bare skin underneath and the vines through his body that were bulging. As quickly as the suit broke off, it looked to repair itself, coming back together.
In front of him, Zon looked unharmed and completely fine, and it was then that Mosak let Lince pull him away.
Mosak was pulled from his legs and onto the ground. Using the momentum of the pull, Mosak twisted his body and unraveled himself as he kicked off the ground into the air, eventually landing on a tree branch.
He looked at all of the warriors. Beatrix had got back up on her feet. Ricar had rejoined the others, and there was still a lot of fight left in both Lince and Zon.
“I’ve changed my mind,” Mosak stated. “If the four of you wish to go ahead, then feel free-
go ahead.”
