Chapter 1665: He Called Himself...

Chapter 1665: He Called Himself...



"Your father?" the Earl looked at Shara, taking a moment to think. "No, I did not know your father. Girl, you wouldn't be in this state if I knew your father in any way."

"Then... then how do you know what I am if you don't know my father?" Shara asked.

The Earl harrumphed. "Girl, you do not understand the crime of your own lineage. Unless you have—" He turned at the last moment, bringing his sword up to block the incoming attack.

Ning's spear was en route for the back of the man's head, but the parry deflected it off course. He hit the side of the earl's shoulders, the armor blocking the entire attack. Ning could do nothing at all.

He moved past the Earl, rolling on the ground before he came to a stop with his spear pointed toward the Earl. His energy was running low. A shield or two more and he would run out

completely.

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He spared a glance behind him. The corpses were moving away, either due to the Earl's orders or because of their natural aversion toward whatever Shara was. Ning didn't believe it was the second possibility.

Shara was standing awkwardly, her face a mixture of fear and surprise. She had just been told something that had gotten her mind reeling. Ning couldn't let that be the thing that she focused on at the moment.

"Shara, freeze him. We need to leave right away," Ning said out loud, not caring that the man could hear him.

"Ning, I-"

"Do you think you can run away from me?" the man asked. "Do you think I will let you get away when you have wounded me this much? You have put a wound on an Earl, the son of a Marques of the Golhlog Empire."

Ning prepared for the attack. "Shara, freeze!" They had no time. There were more people coming, and there was no choice here but to run away.

Ning was already feeling his body getting weaker, the blood loss beginning to affect him more than he wished it did at the moment.

The Earl swung back his sword in preparation and attacked. Ning created two slanted barriers once again to protect himself, but to his surprise, nothing slammed onto him.

Ning wasn't sure what had happened either. "Were you... not cut? Did he miss?" he asked.

"I don't know. I didn't feel anything," she said.

Ning didn't know what was happening, but he wasn't going to question his good luck. "Thank god you're alive," he said. "Why didn't you freeze him?"

"I couldn't," she said. "I used up all my powers."

"Huh?" Ning didn't understand at first, but then he saw the massive ice spike that grew around the house.

"You... you used all your energy on that single ice?" he asked.

"I... I was scared. That man... he came to the room and was going to attack me," she said and only now noticed the missing arm. "Ning! Your arm!"

"Don't worry about my arm," he said. "We need to leave for now."

"You're not going anywhere with her," the Earl shouted, the eyeless corpses slowly gathering around him. "Now that I have confirmed what she is, the only way she is getting out of here is as a reanimated corpse of mine."

Ning frowned. He had barely any powers left. This was bad.

"What... what am I?" Shara asked. "Tell me."

"I..." a voice spoke up in there, stepping forward. The old woman Usha walked away from the crowd. "I know what you are. I remember."

The Earl frowned. "Do not say anything. I command you to-"

The old woman's eyes contained a look of awe. "The man I met so many years ago had this

very same power. The power to take away from others regardless of if they were Spirit or Humans. He called himself the end of all things, the one who brings death."

"DO NOT SAY IT!" the Earl shouted.

"He called himself... a Reaper."