Chapter 221 Tomb Of The Blooming Blade (1)

"Quite the interesting way of killing somebody. As always, you are amazing," I complimented my ancestor once more before walking to the very back of it, where no purple flames appeared.

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(Orion POV)

"So this is it… and the bloodbath has already started," I smiled as I looked at the piece of land right before jumping into the tomb.

At least five kids and what seemed to be their guards had already been slaughtered in the most gruesome way possible.

In fact, there were signs of torture on the corpses sprawled out in front of us.

"Shit… S2 didn't follow him," Orme muttered while biting his nail, the nerves already crawling up his spine and tickling the back of his brain.

"S2? What is an S2?" Luna muttered.

"S2 is another way of saying Shadow Two. As children of the Bonebloom family, all have shadows which is a common occurrence amongst the nobles of this city. They are to guard and provide support to us no matter the situation. Think of them as personal bodyguards that live in their master's shadow,"

"What a depressing existence," Cy muttered.

"Well, it was their choice. It's not like we forced it on them," Orme shrugged, and just as we all slowly calmed down our nerves… well, it was essentially only Orme who was nervous, but his nerves made us a bit nervous.

Anyway, Luna soon plastered her greatest illusion on top of us, which would not only erase our bodies from any mortal eye but also the sound of our footsteps.

The only thing we had to worry about now was our breathing which we had to stifle all the way until we slipped into the dungeon.

Slowly, we crept out of the dark alleyway way we were in and walked towards the city wall, sweat immediately drenching our clothes.

We were all huddled in one group, so if he shot one large attack, he could kill all of us in one blow.

But, just as we approached the wall with a large hole in it, I took a glance at the shadow who was just waiting in plain sight, sitting on a rock.

The reason as to why he was out in the open didn't compute, and I began to grow a bit nervous as I felt like we were being baited.

There's no way he's this weak. This guy is probably around Cy's level, which isn't something to scoff at, but you think he'd be stronger is one of the strongest shadows out of the bunch.

And soon, my indecisiveness slowly faded away as we reached the hole in the wall and dropped down to the little ledge just above the still river.

From there, we turned around and saw the entrance to the tomb already open.

"*gasp*... huff… huff… huff… huff…."

Luna immediately sprawled out across the ground, gasping for air and then proceeding to suck in so much oxygen that she nearly fainted.

"Fuck… I should… I should train my stamina more," Luna muttered but refused to look me in the eyes as she could sense my smug grin.

"Everyone, be on your toes-"

SHING

I just barely managed to duck out of the way of a single dagger that threatened to pierce through my neck and nearly decapitate me.

We all snapped our necks toward the inside of the tomb where a single man cloaked in the darkness just stood there, a new single dagger appearing in his left hand.

It was made completely out of black metal, blending into his dark appearance.

"I knew it…." I muttered as this guy was strong… maybe even a bit stronger than me… but all of us together, he was no match.

We did a good job at not revealing how powerful we were, and so after we all realized how easily we could kill this guy, our smiles widened.

"No holding back, my friends,"

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The shadow was soon nothing as his body was just a pile of ash sitting in the middle of the floor, massive stains of blood coating the tomb walls, and large craters threatening to collapse the entire place.

"W-What the fuck… You guys were that strong," Orme muttered in disbelief, his jaw practically hitting the floor.

"Mhm… Anyway, the shadow refused to tell us anything, so where do you think the entrance to the real tomb is?" I asked the boy who just stood there, his jaw hanging open.

"O-Oh, well, I honestly don't know. I feel like we should split up and try to see if there is some form of hidden mechanism lying around… Also, do not open the coffin. I may not like my family, but I don't want to be cursed by my ancestors,"

As soon as we all nodded, we split up by ourselves and walked around the dome-shaped room which held the coffin right in the middle of the room.

This tomb was more like a large grave as there were no winding paths.

All it took to get here was just a pair of legs and a pair of eyes as we walked down the hallway, which was eerily illuminated by dark purple flames.

Though, it seems we had a few guests that came not only a few minutes later.

Fwoosh

A gust of wind suddenly interrupted our search as we all came together in one group, another group of about fifteen men with one singular purple-haired boy leading the group.

He looked similar to Orme but maybe a bit more handsome and a few inches taller than him.

I wouldn't be surprised if he was an older brother… no, he probably was.

"What's up, big bro… I see you have your own search party," The boy said, and Orme took a step back, clenching his shivering hand.

"It seems we've crossed paths again," Orme smiled, trying to hide the anxiety behind a fake mask… but the boy instantly saw through it as his expressionless face warped into an annoying smirk.

Getting pushed around by his little brother… how shameful.