Chapter 91: Chaos in Earth, Arriving at "Paradise"!?
In front of the chief was a man covered in bandages throughout his body.
With short blue hair and casual clothes, and a skinny body on top of it all.
At first glance, he looked like an ordinary, unremarkable guy.
But those crimson pupils contained a deep disdain and an utter lack of interest, as if everything was underneath him.
"I heard a newly SSS-Rank Awakener entered this Anomaly dungeon."
"Th- thatâs right," the chief stuttered, struggling to maintain his composure.
The Water Emperor walked up to the position where the gate once stood and looked at it with a careful thought in his heart.
He weakly punched the place.
Nothing.
"It looks like I canât break it." He took out some walnuts from his pocket and started to eat them with relish as the crunchy sound resounded.
The chief looked at this and thought to himself: âThis psycho, what do you think would have happened?â
However, he didnât dare to utter these words, because this Water Emperor was inevitably an S-rank Awakener who was one of the "originals."
Originals were those who returned from the world the fastest, and they leveled up the most in gates.
However, even soâ
"Water Emperor, it is no time to joke around. What if the other two SSS-Rank Awakeners find out about this?" the chief spoke sternly.
"Are you threatening me?"
"No, I am not, just reminding you."
"Unfortunately, you are too naive, Chief. There is no value in fighting a dead SSS-Rank Awakener."
The Water Emperor hmphed and walked away.
His secretary approached and whispered, "Sir, your son is already in the warehouse. Heâs being protected around the clock by our best men."
"That boy is not my son," the Water Emperor snapped. "How dare he bring such trouble upon me."
He took a few walnuts and crushed them between his teeth. "Once this is over, heâll no longer be my son."
A strange tension hung in the air, each person lost in their own thoughts but this atmosphere was captured perfectly by a journalist standing outside.
When the footage was posted online, the world erupted in chaos, and countless theories sprang up about what had just occurred.
...
Chun Ma had the Martial Space to aid his cultivation, but Eryke had no such luxury. He was alone.
Eryke tried to feel each swing of his sword.
The blistering hot wind rustled his hair.
"The most optimal way to fight with a sword..." he murmured.
He swung his blade in a straight line.
Æreeí¤ebnÏvel.com "Itâs just cutting: whether horizontal, vertical, diagonal, or even a stab. In the end, itâs all just moving the sword. No matter what fancy technique they use, theyâre still swinging it."
Eryke stared at his weapon, thoughtful.
"When you learn to wield a sword, youâre learning the most efficient way to kill. Whether by style or angle, itâs all the same. Every weapon is made for that purpose."
He and the two dragons journeyed far and wide across the desert.
A day slipped by, lost in the haze of time.
At that moment, the dragon soared through the skies, its sharp eyes gleaming as they reflected the image of a lush forest stretching out before it.
Unlike the one Eryke the Third had once visited, this forest pulsed with vibrant life.
Two tall mountains in the distance, with a crystal-clear river winding between them. Butterflies danced through the air, and the chirping of birds echoed throughout the valley.
It was a place so breathtakingly beautiful, it could only be described as paradise.
Eryke didnât stop swinging his sword:
"Is this the place?"
"Thatâs right," the dragon replied, its tone casual, almost humming with ease.
"This is the only place left in this fallen world where life still thrives. And itâs where the core of the world is located."
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Hellbound With You ï¤Chapter 933: Alicia & Zeke Side Story 9 "...Are you coming with me?" Eryke asked.
"Maybe itâs time I visited some old friends," the dragon said with a smile. "So yes, Iâll come with you."
"Would one of those friends happen to be named âLeviathanâ?" Eryke asked.
The dragon let out a hearty laugh. "No, no need to worry. The friends Iâm speaking of arenât the ones youâre about to meet."
"Very well, then," Eryke said, pausing for a moment. "Where is the place?"
The dragon raised a claw and pointed toward the two mountains.
"If you go there, you should find him, standing guard over the core, like a good watchdog."
"Okay," Eryke nodded.
He picked up the baby dragon, tossed it gently into the air, and dashed forward without looking back.
The baby dragon flailed for a moment before being caught by the dragonâs claws. Stunned, it blinked, then burst into tears, its eyes welling up and cries echoing through the forest.
The dragon sighed softly:
"Donât cry, little one."