Saeldir and Arty returned to the former dojo building with uncertain feelings. As soon as they got back there through the Magic circle that Saeldir created in the building, they immediately entered their own thoughts.
After a few moments of silence, Arty decided to ask. "Did you feel anything from him?"
Saeldir turned. "What do you mean?"
"About Erend, I mean. He seems...angrier than usual," Arty said. "I don't know. Maybe it's just my feeling. He doesn't show any sign that he's angry after all. I only have a hunch."
"Your hunch is right," Saeldir said. Arty immediately turned to him with a surprised look.
"Erend was angry. He sent that anger around and I felt it. I'm sure Aurdis felt that too."
"But I didn't see him getting mad," Arty said.
"Of course, he sheltered that anger within himself. But we Elves can feel his anger due to his extraordinary Magic."
Arty blinked quickly. She paused again and entered into deep thought. Arty never thought that Erend's Magic power would be so great that an Elf would say that about him.
'There's still a lot I don't know about my own brother.'
Arty sighed. "Hopefully he will be okay."
Saeldir stared at her, smiling. "He'll be fine, Arty. The ones who wouldn't be fine are the ones who caused his anger."
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Back to the old and damaged temple.
Erend was still looking around with sharp eyes like a beast watching his territory for intruders. Aurdis has now finished erasing her Magic circle again and contacted Aerchon, saying that she had finished in second place and would head to the third place.
Aurdis walked towards Erend. "Erend, we're done here."
"Okay," said Erend, without taking his eyes off of the surrounding. "That's weird. How come no monsters have appeared yet?"
Aurdis looked at Erend from behind. He looks weird. Erend sounded like he was expecting another monster to come so he could go on a rampage again.
"Don't think about that right now. We have to go to the next area," Aurdis said.
"You're right," Erend replied. Even though he agreed, he didn't turn his eyes around. "Are you sure no one will take the stake away?"
"Nobody's going to be able to take that stake out once we've staked it."
Erend nodded, satisfied. "Then I will change now."
Erend activated his Dragon Transformation. Of course, Aurdis' Magic veil was already active around his body so no one would see the apparition of a Dragon towering at the foot of this mountain.
Aurdis climbed onto Erend's palm again then Erend took off into the air. They headed for the next place.
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"GROOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
Inside the fort a scream so loud it shook the stone walls was heard. The sound exploded the eardrums of all the creatures that inhabited the fortress. Their ears were bleeding and they all collapsed onto the dirty fort floor.
In his throne, there is the form of a man standing in front of his throne. The man was three meters tall, his skin was dark the same color as ash, and his dull white hair was messy.
"BLERRGHH!"
The ash-skinned man vomited out a large volume of blood which instantly created a pool of red in front of him. After screaming and vomiting blood, feeling unable to stand up anymore, he fell onto his throne.
The throne which was made from the bones of many unknown beasts shook under his body. As if it can no longer hold the weight of his body.
He is the God of the Fallen Beast, Svaros. One of the many gods of Chaos Realm who had just received a hard blow from Erend made him suffer a serious injury to the point of spitting out a lot of blood.
The god's chest heaved up and down, his breath raging. There was a sound like two metals being rubbed making a shrill sound when he breathed, indicating how badly his injuries were.
Of course, it wasn't a physical wound for the god's body still looked fine. It was a psychic wound because he used his Magic excessively to desperately want to kill Erend. Following his impulsive whims, the god didn't think things through too much before deciding to act.
And so, this is how he ends now. Hurt on his throne by a being he initially thought was a lesser creature from one of the worlds he was about to conquer. However, it turns out that everything he and the other Gods of Chaos Realm had expected was not that easy to achieve.
Now that Erend had once again delivered a fatal blow to him, Svaros could no longer have enough power to connect to that world and created monsters to fight him.
Even though he was in quite a worrying state, Svaros still had enough strength to grit his teeth and curse Erend in his heart.
"Dragonborn..."
All of his colleagues had told him that dealing directly with the Dragonborn was a very wrong, reckless, and of course idiotic decision. However, Svaros could not forget Erend's actions that had once killed one of his subjects whom he had blessed with a fraction of his power. Because of that, he wanted to get his revenge as soon as possible.
The Magic awakening that happened in that world opened up an opportunity for him to enter and start his revenge. However, unlike other Chaos Realm gods, Svaros is not suited for something subtle. He only knew about how to attack as hard as possible.
He never failed before. However, the target this time was so different. He fights a Dragonborn.
All of his colleagues had warned him not to be rash in making decisions, but Svaros remained firm in his stance.
The god's vision is blurry. He had lost too much Magic. He has to eat now.
Svaros called one of his servants and the servant immediately came carrying a large glass filled with a thick red liquid. Svaros drank it and the liquid immediately returned a bit of his Magic energy.
After that, he slumped back to his bone throne. The bones that created the throne let out dark blue and red light filling the room.
Svaros closed his eyes and sent his consciousness back to Earth to start searching for prey.
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A kick shot towards the student's stomach, causing him to fall to the dirt of the alley and spit out his guts.
Five other students around him laughed at the student's suffering.
He had experienced this bullying many times. But the student was unable to do anything but accept being beaten and accept whatever the bullies did.
"Jason, tell your mom we want to come over for a visit. What do you think?" one bully said.
"Yeah, Jason. Didn't your father die long ago? Maybe your mother is lonely so we can keep her company," another bully added.
Jason gritted his teeth. Anger piled up in his chest. However, he knew that he could not fight back.
The louder laughter of the bullies echoed through the deserted and dirty alley. Yet no one will come and help him.
Suddenly, Jason's eyes opened wide. He lowered his head so the others couldn't see it. Jason's pupils turned vertical like the eyes of that of a beast.
Jason jumped up and immediately grabbed the neck of the bully closest to him with incredible speed and strength.
"What the fuck..." the bully he was choking tried to fight back but to no avail. He even kicked Jason many times but the young man didn't budge.
Jason smiled broadly. When he saw his eyes, the bully immediately knew that something bad was going to happen to him. That is not the eyes of a human being.
Jason used his other hand to rip open the bully's chest. Blood poured from his mouth and fell to the ground. Then, accompanied by looks of horror from the other four bullies, Jason pulled out his heart.
The eyes of the four bullies widened, shock and terror filled their eyes when they saw what Jason did.
After ripping his bully apart, Jason ate the heart frantically like it was the most delicious food he'd ever eaten in a long time.
"HUAAAA!!!"
The bullies immediately ran to try to get as far away from Jason as possible. But of course, Jason wouldn't let them go anywhere.
Even though his Magic power had been drained a lot from fighting Erend, Svaros still had enough strength to just handle a few of these high school boys.
He moved Jason's body with incredible speed and was suddenly in front of the four students. The grin on his bloody lips and his eyes that looked like those of a beast made the four of them all freeze with unbearable fear.
That allowed Svaros to easily kill the four students. He tore their bodies and ate them in a lonely, dark, and dirty, alley.
The five high school students who had intended to bully Jason now met a horrible fate. Their lives ended up being eaten by the God of the Fallen Beast who possessed Jason's body.
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