Chapter 133 - An Invitation From Hell

That would attract too much attention.

However, now that he was moving slower, enjoying the ride, he could just as easy see the state of Earth's topography.

Or at least see what was situated on it. Buildings, squared and small were everywhere. Even smaller were the tiny dots that's seemed to be moving here and there. About the buildings, he was not sure but based on their shapes -buildings were mostly squared; that he knew- and the way they were all over, he had bee able to reduce that. 

His body blurred now, bursting down faster as he tore though the last layer of low lying clouds.

Now, he could see the landscape even more clearly. Numerous buildings with glass platings on them. Metal boxes that kept moving here and there on black tarred roads.

He smirked, thinking of how mundane it was to be using black metallic boxes to move. But then, again, chariots were essentially black boxes, at least most of them. So he could not as much as fault them.

He buckled over into a roll, bringing his lower torso to meet his c.h.e.s.t by the knees, his head still directed downwards. After that, he adjusted his stance, edging out his lower half as he moved his head back, his legs now positioning to the ground. 

As he did all of this, a thought blazed through his mind about how strange the humans would think of him in this current situation. But however, that was only if they could see him.

All he knew about Earth was from the lectures and stories of others.

"If there is anything I know, then that would be that Orun is far more spacious than Earth. Everywhere looks compressed." He muttered to himself, controlling the sheen of energy to dissipate from his body as his legs touched down, by the toe tips.

"Gently!" Sunday grimaced. Any little mistake here and a concussion blast could explode. While humans could not see him, they could still be feel his impact. He'd hate that on his first day here, he was going to wipe out a whole compressed area of humans just because of a careless landing.

"That's it!" He sighed, rolling over to the pavement.

He squinted seeing a woman with a brown hair tied in a bun and leather black jacket with ripped jeans walking to him, almost as if she did not see him. He stepped back to allow her pass, noting the metal boxes on the road in front, had two doors on the side he saw.

Behind him, was a shop that was selling jewelleries. He quickly stepped to it, putting his body against the glass window as it seemed that everyone passing wanted to walk right into him.

Everyone seemed to be in a rush and it was beautiful, in a way. He exhaled just then, looking left to right as the humans walked past, hurrying.

"Wow... Earth is truly beautiful. Everyone seems to have their life cut out for them. I just hope Bane is here to see this right now." He heaved, a wide smile on his face. He wished the Prickled Bane Winged Wolf was here, already.

He heard a growl just then and frowned.

"Bane?" Sunday asked, looking into the air, expecting to see a Prickled Bane Winged Wolf hurtling down to Earth.

He grimaced as he imagined the destruction that Bane would wreck if the beast did not know how to control it's landing impact.

If that happened, it was going to be on him. He did not think that his father or even Maerius would like to react happily to that. Even at that, something like that happening was going to pinpoint his location go his father, who he was sure would already be hunting for him. If that happened and he had not completed his mission, that meant that everything would be a waste.

Even the sacrifice of Niniola. 

Instinctively, he took a step forward, squinting as he looked into the sky. The sun was pretty much high up so it would be very easy to locate the beast but still he did not find anything. The Sky was as still as it could be.

"Boy!" A growl erupted from the left of him and he turned immediately, startled.

His eyes widened open just as he saw the 9ft frame of Bane standing and staring down at him.

"How?" He asked. "Are you not supposed to be..." Sunday pointed to the sky.

Bane shook his head at him, yawning. The look he gave him was condescending, almost as if he was severely disappointed in Sunday.

'I can't believe you! I am a Soul Bond Wolf, dummy. I don't hurtle down from the sky. I simply appeared here because you idiot, you called me back.' Bane growled into his mind.

"Why are they walking through you?" He asked, pointing as humans walked through Bane almost as if nothing was there.

'Same goes for you!' Bane chuckled.

"Wow!"He gasped just as a teenager with deadlocks walked through him.

"Oh, we are spirit beings. Technically, we do not exist to the humans."

'Not exist. We do not have physical bodies and so we are unable to grasp their sense of solidity.' Bane corrected him. 'I would suppose we get over to the mission already. Where is it at?' 

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Meanwhile, somewhere deep in Orun Apaadi.

A bald head with numerous round tattoos sparkled with the colors of red and black. The head was bowed, the body attached to it wrapped all over with chains. The hand of the left was folded to the right shoulder, clutched within cuffs that led to chains attached to the top of where it was. The same went for the other hand while the entire body was wrapped in black chains, some of the chains shooting off into the distance at different angles.

The atmosphere here was dark, deathly airs exuding off the creature as it opened it's eyes and looked up, a menacing smile widening across it's blood red lips.

"A-ha! I know that aura. Oh Irunmole, you have been betrayed by the heavens. Poor Irunmole." The figure breathed out.

"Just like me! Come to me... Together, the heavens would burn!!" The face smiled sinisterly, oozing out rapid streams of darkness from his skin as he spoke.