Chapter 129 Martha's gift

129 Martha's gift

Shing!

With a swing of his sword, every enemy in front of him was dead, leaving only Kilian sitting in his wheelchair looking deathly scared.

'That guy was a Mutant E+ rank, yet he killed him just as easily as everyone else. That means...'

Kilian had deduced immediately the extent Alex's strength reached now, and the realisation left him in horror.

'Considering his power, he might really have a chance to defeat the Count if he makes it on time...'

Alex looked at Kilian and contemplated. He remained silent longer than usual and it only left Kilian even more scared the longer he took.

At some point, a yellow liquid started pooling underneath him...

Then, Alex suddenly smiled and gazed off into the distance.

Kilian looked in the same direction, following Alex's gaze.

But when he looked back, Alex was gone.

Not only this, but so were his two remaining limbs...

"AHHHH" He started screaming wildly as the pain struck him all at once, and what was even worse was that a small but undying flame was lit underneath him, slowly roasting him alive.

But he was powerless to even do anything about it — without any limbs or energy left in his body, he couldn't even move himself.

He was doomed to sit there and die an excruciating and painful death after hours of slowly being roasted...

***

"Serves you right."

Alex felt no remorse or guilt for doing that to Kilian, in fact, during the moment he felt completely blissful.

In his mind, he was doing the world a favour by ridding it of scum like him.

He had just taken a few extra steps to make him suffer a more painful end.

But before he could finish Martha off, the pendant in her hand shattered to pieces and a mysterious force wafted out of it towards the Count.

It wasn't an attack, but its ominous energy still sent chills down his spine.

Unfortunately for him though, he wasn't able to avoid the energy at all and it entered his body with no obstructions.

The Count held a concerned look on his face, but he didn't feel any change the moment it fully entered his body.

"Hah! I don't know what tricks you just pulled, but it looks like your sorry attempt failed in the end-"

His gloating came to a sudden stop when he felt something change within him.

His energy started draining, and he felt himself become weaker and weaker until...

Whoosh!

A rush of wind flooded through the surroundings, originating from the Count's direction.

But this wasn't wind at all, it was energy! Pure energy!

'M-my energy... No! Tell me it's not true!'

Count Desmond desperately opened his details to look at the status of his soul core, but what he saw left him filled with rage.

Soul Core(Weakened - 6 hours until healed): [D - 99%]

"You bitch! I'll kill you!"

With a blood filled rage, Count Desmond launched himself towards Martha, sword in hand.

She paled as his sword drove deep into her heart, the pain sending her body into shock.

But a smile returned to her face as she looked off into the distance behind the Count, seeing a faint silhouette that felt all too familiar to her.

'I hope you make good use of this gift, Alex.'

A short moment later, she was drained of her last remaining light of life.

Martha had died.