Chapter 194: Elf [1]

"Kuhah..."

Inside a ruined temple, a man sat on his throne.

Long platinum blonde hair flowed down his shoulders, and a purple blazing crown seemed to float above his head.

He gazed up and his eyes flickered a purple glow. There, he could see an attendant, with sleek gray hair and hazel eyes.

"Did it work, Lord Ezekiel?"

"Better. I found something more interesting."

Ezekiel spoke with a calm and authoritative tone.

"It seems there was a second one."

"Another Sovereign?"

"Yes."

"Wouldn't that push back our plans?"

"No."

Ezekiel raised his head to meet his attendant's gaze. The attendant swallowed, and his ears perked up.

"We'll proceed. This is even better than I imagined."

"I see."

Ezekiel turned his head to the side. Chains wrapped around both of his arms, legs, and neck, connecting to the ground.

It was a curse placed on him. Despite being summoned for a century, he couldn't break the chains no matter what he did.

"Go."

"Understood, Lord Ezekiel."

Ezekiel.

Otherwise known as one of the Circles of Hell, Melancholy.

And,

...A high Wraith.

***

The next day.

The journey continued from there.

But it was the journey back to the forest.

"Have you told them?"

"Yes, the Army is currently investigating."

Brandon asked and Amelia responded.

He had already told her about the situation regarding the syndicate, right after the phone call with Zed a few weeks ago.

It was only now that he had gotten the confirmation.

It took the army a lot of convincing that Amelia's claims were true.

But after reports of ships being sighted, the army finally got to work.

And now, the army seemed to be peering out for any suspicious individuals that had managed to slip into the human domain.

With Zed on his side, Brandon had given a tip—in which Amelia passed to the army regarding the syndicate's next meeting.

Hopefully, it would push their plans behind.

But he doubted it would change much.

A war was coming.

And Brandon had to be strong enough by then to cross those tides.

But for now, he had to trudge the forest ahead of him.

It was still snowing. The cold breezes brushed over his bangs, and piles of snow scattered in his steps.

The quest was still there.

—[Chain–Act]—

[Save the Elf.]

[Rewards:]

[Act Progression: 5%]

[Wraiths' Descent: –2%]

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That, and the quest to escort Carl.

For some reason, it was still incomplete.

Brandon was unsure what conditions he had to meet to accomplish the quest and receive his reward.

But regardless, he could only trust in the system.

It's eyes.

They were unprotected.

Surely, it was its weak spot.

And since Brandon had the ability to go up high in the air, he was the perfect candidate to deal the blow.

Its large fists suddenly swung down at him.

Boom—!

All of a sudden, an abundance of light pierced from the ground, pushing the Behemoth's fist back.

No cracks were formed. But the Behemoth definitely felt the sheer impact of Amelia's railgun.

Brandon smiled at the thought.

With Amelia's assistance, he can focus on getting the high ground.

Boom—!

After the Behemoth's several attempts, Brandon had finally neared its head.

Its large eyes continued to flicker and Brandon met its ominous gaze.

Magic power started to gather on his ice sword. A sudden glow suddenly emitted, and Brandon felt the ice sword grow heavy.

Lightning started to surge within him, and he felt all his muscles contract.

"Huuu..."

Taking a deep heavy breath, Brandon braced himself.

"....!"

His alarm bells suddenly rang, and the Behemoth's large fist swung straight towards him.

Tzz—

Brandon blinked forward, using the Behemoth's arm as his foothold.

He sprinted, leaving blue streaks in his trail.

Tzz—

Extending his left hand down, black flames suddenly ignited and Brandon directed the attack on the Behemoth's arms as he continued to dash ahead.

And finally, two large blue eyes flickered in front of him.

.

.

[[You have slain a Crystal Golem!]

[+40% EXP]

——[Sovereign's Will]——

[Name: Brandon Locke]

[Mana Core: Tier 4]

[Status: A]

[Innate]

∟ Sovereign of Creation — Level 8

∟ Experience — 3.5%

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——[Status]——

∟ STR: A- —[2%]

∟ MP: A+ —[27%]

∟ DEF: C+ —[12%]

∟ AGI: B —[29%]

∟ INT: A+ —[14%]

∟ CHA: S —[0%]

[AVG: A]

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Safely reaching the ground, Brandon looked at the crystal golem.

Amelia appeared by his side and the two watched as cracks appeared all over the crystal golem. Slowly, it crumbled down in bits.

Crack!

A cracking sound rang all the way from behind, and the two flicked their heads towards the direction.

Scanning, the crystal tree began to crack as well.

And shortly after...

The little elven girl with lilac hair broke free, gently falling on the ground.