Chapter 52 The Abyss Stares Back [1]

Chapter 52 The Abyss Stares Back [1]

The man's eyes.

As if he was staring deep into Brandon's soul.

The only way Brandon could describe it, was as if he was staring deep into the abyss.

Brandon's entire body shuddered.

He looked down.

His hands.

They were both shaking.

But nonetheless, he had to reply.

"What do you mean?"

"The Primordials, you know about us don't you?"

Indeed he does.

'But how does the man know that?'

Brandon then concluded that the man was a member of the organization.

"Which seat are you?"

He had a faint idea.

Brandon knew each and every one of the Seated members.

All except one.

"The First."

The man confirmed his suspicions, and Brandon's eyes shot wide open.

In all of the chapters he had read from the novel, not once did the First Seat appear.

There were other extra characters Brandon didn't know about.

But this man...

He was a major antagonist.

And yet...

Brandon knew next to nothing about him.

Step—

He took a step back.

And as soon as he did, the man in front of him was long gone and he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Calm down."

The man's voice.

Monotonous.

Yet it felt as if he was...

Amused.

Turning around, the man had long disappeared.

Brandon then returned his attention back to the throne.

Once again, the man was seated, as if he was sitting the entire time.

Even with [Mana Disruption] under his arsenal, he knew it was futile.

There were no subtle movements whenever the man would appear behind him.

He couldn't find the right timing to disrupt the mana accurately.

Nor did he know where to actually disrupt it.

Brandon clenched his fists.

He knew he was powerless before him.

And as he was lost in his thoughts, the man's voice reached him once more.

"Ah, that's right."

The man stood up from his throne.

"This is the face you're used to."

"...?"

The man lifted his hand and swiped his face.

Suddenly, the man's face instantly warped, as if his face glitched out. The same went for his hair, then his entire body.

"Recognize me?"

Brandon's eyes shot wide open.

His entire being shuddered, unable to comprehend the sight before him. Gét latest novel chapters on nov(e)lbj/n(.)c/om

Sweat started to form in his palms, as cold sweat started beading from his forehead.

He couldn't believe it.

"By then you must be able to defeat the 11th Seat."

Brandon was flabbergasted.

There were 12 seats in total. So why should he start from the 11th?

Yet as if his thoughts were read, the man responded.

"That's because Nella is dead."

"..."

"I killed her. The other seats shouldn't know about you yet."

Brandon didn't know how to respond.

None of the man's words even registered to him.

It felt as if everything he knew was a lie. It was all too overwhelming for him at the moment.

The man turned around and met Brandon's gaze.

Staring deep into his ink black eyes made Brandon shuddered in fear.

His mind told him to run, to get far away from the man.

And yet his body wouldn't listen to him.

As if he was frozen in place.

He turned around to face Brandon.

"Though..."

The man's next words reached Brandon's ears.

"I'd like to see what your current level is at."

However...

The words came from behind him.

Instantly, Brandon turned around and blew a gust of wind to distance himself from the man.

But as soon as he did, the man had already appeared in front of him, as if the wind didn't faze him at all.

Booom–!

Brandon skidded back several meters.

Kracka!

Bolts of black lightning headed his way.

Brandon tried his best to avoid the attack, but before he knew it, the lightning had already struck him.

"Ukh!"

Brandon was sent hurling away, crashing on the ground.

With wind magic in his palms, Brandon abruptly got up.

But once again, the man appeared before him and struck him in the abdomen with a wind empowered fist.

Clearly, the man was a Deviant.

And just like Brandon he had more than two elements.

From what Brandon could conclude the man had shown [Lightning] [Wind] and [Space].

Yet it seemed like that wasn't all..

As Brandon skidded back, a portal materialized behind him and black ice crystals emerged, raining down on him.

Tszzz—

Brandon abruptly dodged, empowering himself with blue sparks of lightning.

Yet...

The man was directly following him, leaving trails of black sparks, as if he was copying what Brandon would do.

Brandon shifted his trajectory, and an ice sword materialized in his hand.

Clang—!

He swung it down, only for the man to parry with his own black ice sword.

But for some reason...

Cr..Crack...

Only Brandon's sword shattered.

The man's amused voice reached his ears.

"Fascinating, right?"

Brandon stood still, staring at the man.

The man tossed his sword up.

Then, with his palms, the man sent a torrent of black flames at the sword.

The sword should have melted if it was ice.

However, it didn't.

At that, Brandon realized, it wasn't a sword made of ice.

It was a sword made out of the [Crystal] affinity.