Chapter 154 Fleeing until you can'st see the back

The atmosphere started to change as the clouds became darker and darker. The ground started to tremble, while the wind blew even stronger. Bolts of lightning came pouring down near the area the group was in. The people of New Grenton who were still trying to settle down from the last attack from the undead legion were now in a state of panic. Iselv and the others were trying to pacify the panicking citizens but to little avail. The fear they had from the last attack wasn't gone, and now another powerful being was near.

Iselv and the others then sent out scouts so that they could understand what was happening. It didn't take long for the scouts to return and report that Ren was facing off against Nezzard Netter and his summoned beings. When Iselv heard the report, he and Kithra decided not to bother Ren's battle. At this point they knew how much Ren loved to fight, and disturbing him might not end well for them. So they simply told the citizens that the guild master of the adventurers guild was just having a mock battle with Ren.

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Watching the last Spirit Ruler come out and in such a grand fashion, Ren couldn't help but get really excited. The power he was feeling from the Spirit Ruler almost felt like Silika's the first time he met her.

"Silika is the one being summoned really a simple Spirit Ruler?"

"Hmm, based on the way she's being summoned and this feeling... I'm guessing that this Spirit Ruler is in the middle of becoming a divine being. It's better to call this kind of being a Demi-God instead of a Spirit Ruler."

When Ren heard what Silika said his smile grew wider and wider. This was the default feeling that all incarnations had towards a battle. No matter if it was a hero, a saint, or a Wiseman, all the incarnations of Ren shared the same love for battle. The harder the battle, the more excited they became.

Right now from what Ren was sensing and from what Silika said about it being a Demi-God just made Ren feel like he was in paradise.

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Nezzard who was done summoning the last Spirit Ruler felt a large portion of his mana returned but at the same time, it was being drained by an equally large amount. The last Spirit Ruler was of a special variety, she was the only Spirit Ruler that governed over an element nobody truly understood. Adding to that the way she talks was hard to comprehend at times.

"Nyahahaha, who is the fool that dares summon me! I who dwell in the deepest darkest pit of despair! Why have you summoned me, the Spirit Ruler of Chaos"

A girl descended from a huge magic circle that formed from the sky. She had an eyepatch on her left eye, and bandages on her right hand. She was wearing a black dress that was covered with chains. Behind her were black flames that took the form of wings. She then looked at the desperate face of Nezzard and giggled.

"Oh, so it is my servant that summoned me. So why did you summon the great me?" The Spirit Ruler of Chaos(?) who was floating above Nezzard looked down on him while smiling gently.

Nezzard never understood why she would always call him her servant seeing as he was the summoner and she was the summoned spirit, that would make her the servant. Still, Nezzard would never argue about that with her. Since the last time, he did that, she almost beat him half to death. Even the contract between them was vague. It was like she only chose him because she found him somehow interesting.

"Please, help me defeat him." Nezzard pointed at Ren. The Spirit Ruler of Chaos(?) didn't even bother to look at who Nezzard was pointing at and simply tilted her head.

"So you wish of me to do such grunt work? Can't you let those lower Spirit Rulers do this?"

"We can't win without you. Please lend me your power." Nezzard didn't really like to talk like this, but seeing the current circumstances he had no choice.

"Nyahaha, fine I shall lend thee my overwhelming power. But the next time you summon me for such a tedious task, then I will be forced to discipline you... Do you need me to release the power of my left eye?" While she was talking about her left eye, she suddenly screamed and held onto her right hand that was bandaged.

"Quiet down my right hand, it is not yet time. The time for the end has not yet come!" Nezzard who was watching the Spirit Ruler of Chaos(?) act this way found it weird. Ever since he met her, she kept on talking about how a powerful seal was placed on her right hand, and the moment she unseals it, a power she couldn't control would burst forth. But every time he tried to check on the bandages it never felt like there was a seal. Still, a powerful Spirit like her couldn't possibly be lying about something like that. In the end, Nezzard simply thought he wasn't powerful enough to understand the seal placed onto her right hand.

After screaming a bit the Spirit Ruler of Chaos(?) finally calmed down. She then touched her eyepatch and whispered. "Let's see what kind of being I'm facing first before I decide to remove my eyepatch. Now let's see what pitiful soul I need to crush."

The Spirit Ruler of Chaos(?) turned around spreading her black flame that looked like wings even wider. The dark clouds started to gather above her head making her look even more ominous.

"Now was it you who was bullying my serv-" The Spirit Ruler of Chaos(?) took one look at Ren and without warning, she carried Nezzard and fled.  She flew at the fastest speed she could muster while carrying the confused Nezzard.

She couldn't believe what she saw. Unlike the other Spirit Rulers, her ability to look at one's soul was in another league. So she was able to see the monsters that laid hidden within Ren's soul but more than that she saw someone she never thought she would see in her lifetime. Her predecessor's memory about that person was that of Respect and Fear.

The human that was given a Godly title even though in the end he remained a mortal. The human called the God of Victory, Leonard Tranor was within Ren's soul. The Spirit Ruler of Chaos(?) didn't understand why so many monsters were hiding in one soul, but she knew that the farther she runs the better.

"Why are you flying away?" Nezzard was finally able to react to his current situation.

"That's not someone you or any mortal being should face. Nay, even the Gods above would think twice before facing that monster. Only those Primordial beings have a chance of winning."

The usually arrogant Spirit of Chaos(?) was acting really fearful, which made Nezzard reassess Ren one more time. At first, he was afraid for the citizens of New Grenton, since he knew how powerful the hidden masters of Reschbeauch were. But now he was afraid for the Kingdom since he doesn't fully comprehend just how powerful Ren was.