197 Broken Trus

"Yes.These five are our responsibility."

"We will rebuild our village as many times as we can than letting these five go."

"Please soldiers, help us fight for our lands and our lives."

The words pleaded by the villagers echoed in the ears of Alex, his subconscious mind could hear people screaming, woman crying, children wailing. His eyes are closing slowly but yet glaring upon a body lying lifeless in front of him.

Alex with the last strength gathered in his body reaches out to his bag on the hips in desperation, extracts an injection and injects It into Ares who was lying unconscious in front of him, not dead yet.

"Ares, I've always wanted to ask you for your help to train me and make me stronger. But I felt like I don't deserve to ask you of a favor, hehe." Alex chuckles gently as saying his last words. "Ares, can you do me one last favor of keeping the villagers alive? I want to pay them back somehow for being very kind to us." Alex muttered while he holds the hand of Ares with little strength left in his.

The face of Alex displayed a sign of relief and hope as he realised that Ares is gaining his consciousness and feels that the villagers will be in good hands now and they will be protected. He smiled as his eyes were closing slowly into a deep silent never-awakening slumber.

Ares thought he was in a dream and is shocked by what Alex is asking from him. And he struggles to open his eyes and feels like his body has been put through lot of scissors as if he was hit by the thunderous rain of arrows and spears right through himself.

He slowly gets up on his knees, without having a single clue of what has happened. The sight in front of him is unrealistic to him but undeniable . The whole ground is red in color as he looks around him recognizing the faces of his companions and friends.

"Alexxx!!! What ha...." Ares halts while uttering and roots frozen in thoughts, he gets the glimpses of everything that happened that he forgot for a moment, the massacre that happened when he was passed out came back into his memory like a cloudy mist.

Ares forgot previously the tale of bloodshed that has happened while he was passed out due to the stress on his head and injuries.

He bursts into tears and wails loudly as he sees the dead bodies in front of him. His friends and villagers all dead -gone .

The cries of Ares pricked the ears of one of the Caracus warrior, who then called out for his chief and captain Zoilas and informed them of this situation.

"He was up and unscratched? It must be the nano resucts." Captain Zoilas tells to a soldier who came to report to him, predicting the possibility.

*"But we were informed that they doesn't have any more nanoresucts left with them by our person from Mindoro. How can they possess one? Anyway it's just one weak captain. We can take him down easily."* Zoilas thinks to himself as he joins hands with Nero without letting one mere soldier stop him from showing off his own pride moment which could earn him medals and promotion for what he has done for today.

Ares is still looking at the ground while on his knees and sobbing frantically.

"Uwahaha this is quite a surprise Ares, I was a little sad all this while that I couldn't torment you the way I did to Edward hahaha." Nero says arrogantly to Ares reminding him the insult as he stands behind with 30 of his warriors, 20 feet away.

Ares stops sobbing recalling about what he heard and saw. What has happened with Edward right in front of his eyes. He is scared of remembering those moments yet his memory flows back in-in a worse way. Tears keep falling off his sockets, he keeps trembling and grasping for air, in a panicking state.

"That greedy bastard asked us to spare his life for his wife and daughters hahaha, but no worries we will send them to where he is now." Nero keeps adding salt to the injury and wounds.

The memories keeps flashing back in Ares's head like images one after another of Edward and how he told Ares about his two daughters, the way he smiled, the way he was proud to see his daughters grow up, the way he cut his thumbs for them, the way he was laughed upon by the Caracus villagers and Zoilas and the reason he was killed for gets imprinted on his mind. It was all traumatic to Ares as he mourns louder with the helplessness his eyes which starts turning dark all of a sudden as his anger rises like an erupting volcano, about to burst with fire of hell.

"We will kill all of Mindoro, we will kill the children and infants! After killing the men in the village the women becomes our public property, uwhaha!" Nero laughs insanely as he kept shouting out his atrocious plans. While Ares remains rooted listening to him standing still as if he is about to unleash like a beast set free.

"We will ra*e them with different number of our men and make them bear our children! And later the child will grow up and kill their dirty mothers! Yesss! Yes this is a perfect plan to have our revenge..." Before he can finish his sentence, Nero gets interrupted while he was screaming out the sadistic ways of wiping out Mindoro with such a pleasing and pleasuring face.

Suddenly, a sword is in the face of Nero out of nowhere. His face is cut into half from his nose to the back of his head as if someone split half of his face with a slash of the sword.

"Ahhh~ such nice words from your mouth, but you're not supposed to act psychotic in front of a real one ! " Ares murmured with a really creepy smile while he kneels down on the badly butchered body of Nero.

"Such a nice person like you isn't allowed to live in this world at all Nero." Ares utters sarcastically with an evil grin and slowly shoves the tip of his sword down into Nero's heart.

"Huh? Oh you miss your villagers and warriors? And who? Oh also the soldiers from battle ships? Aww~ it's ok Nero I will send them... RIGHT BACK TO YOU!" An aggressive Ares with a rage filled expression on his face adds, his voice too changed completely more like the sound of a psychotic demon looking down upon this mere useless toys like people. His blood vessels are bulging from temples in rage as he keeps gritting his teeth, swaying the sword playfully.

All of the villagers and soldiers are in shock to see the abnormal behaviour of an average person like Ares, and nobody understood how he killed Nero who was 20ft away in between the thick cluster of soldiers in an instant.

Ares attached a red and a green stone onto one side of his sword handle calmly and he attaches another black stone on the other side of the handle and grips his katana tightly.

His katana seems to be vibrating vigorously. Only one person knew how big threat Ares became the very moment.

Zoilas clearly had fear engulfing his heart as black aura starts to radiate from Ares like a combination of Yin and Yang.

"No fucking person told me that he is the only black element user in the entire FUCKING WORLD ." Zoilas utters in disbelief as he stands there completely in shock.

"Warriors from Caracus, hurry and move away from him." Zoilas yells at the small cluster of Caracus villagers on a small slope who surrounded Ares for killing their own chief.

"Move away? He will not be able to fight back if all of us attack him at once." A warrior amongst them speaks "He will pay for his wrong doings." In a proud and arrogant tone.

Ares calmly starts walking forward as the warriors around him aims their weapons at Ares yet hesitating to attack. "Sword arts - Iaido of the demon" Ares flicks his sword guard making the sword to draw out from the scabbard but immediately replacing it back in his scabbard before the blade of his sword is exposed.

Nobody understood what sort of technique it is, his sword didn't even come out of his scabbard. Yet Ares seemed filled with air of confidence and with a smile curling from the corner of his mouth.

"Teleport."  As Ares mumbles and it looks like he is about to take off, light and gentle cuts starts to appear above the bodies of the warriors around him. Cuts on this arms, chest, across the face... Nobody seems to swinging any sword. Yet more cuts were appearing on their bodies. Even though the cuts don't seem deep the blood is creeping out enough to evoke panic in the warriors.

Ares teleports from warriors to the foot of the slopes and walks towards Zoilas and his army completely ignoring the cluster of warriors around . The cuts which seem not deep suddenly starts digging into their flesh and bones. As if the attack of Ares has an delayed effect. Within seconds all the warriors are cut down and becomes meat sack.

Maybe Zoilas knew this would happen hence he warned the warriors who were arrogant and did not heed his advice.

"It's definitely the black elemental stone. How are we going to deal with him? No captain can maintain more than two elemental stones of different attributes in one device and yet -  He used three of them in one go !? That is a general class feat. He is a mere 20 year old captain of a naval ship.. how can he..."Zoilas muddled nervously while witnessing Ares striding towards his direction and the soldiers.