"Looks like this is the end," Alex declared with a smile, anticipating a favourable outcome.
The beacon he ignited in the sky would undoubtedly draw formidable warriors to the commotion. When they arrived, it would present him with a heaven-sent opportunity to escape.
This was one of his backup plans.
"You..." The burly man was left speechless, his inability to articulate mirroring his confusion and astonishment.
He too became acutely aware of the gravity of the situation.
Even though they were in the less affluent part of the city, it didn't ensure their safety.
They were well aware that if they meddled with the city, the true owners, the Divine Butterfly tribe, would retaliate. That was precisely why the Spider Gang had operated covertly, infiltrating all criminal endeavours within the city.
However, today, they had nearly exposed their ambitions by creating a disturbance significant enough to attract the attention of the Divine Butterfly tribe.
"This is bad," the burly mage thought, his large forehead glistening with sweat.
—
A few minutes earlier.
Inside the city, home to the Divine Butterfly tribe. In a bed chamber dedicated to the guests in the palace.
A young man in his twenties was abruptly awakened by a mysterious sensation. He felt the blood coursing through his veins gradually warming up while his body felt cold. Initially, he experienced slight discomfort, but soon, it worsened, leaving him feverish.
The feeling was strangely familiar, reminiscent of the awakening ceremony he had undergone in the past.
However, he was already a warrior, having awakened through the tribe's unique method. How could he experience something similar while sleeping normally?
This shocked the young man. He woke up sweating like a pig.
"Knock…Knock…"
"Young master! Young master!" A voice suddenly echoed from outside his chamber, filled with urgency. Someone was trying to wake him up, assuming that he was sleeping.
"What!" Karthi, the young heir of the Primal Chaos tribe, exclaimed as he hastily emerged from his room. He couldn't comprehend his protector was calling out to him in such a manner.
Karthi swiftly rose from his bed and donned his robes, his steps purposeful as he made his way forward. The mysterious phenomenon, coupled with the unexpected arrival of his protector, filled him with a growing sense of unease.
"Why are you here?" Karthi questioned as soon as he laid eyes on his tribesman, one of the strongest warriors in his tribe. The protector assigned to him was waiting outside, and Karthi couldn't help but wonder about the purpose of their unexpected presence.
"Did you feel it?" The old man stood in front of Karthi while asking in a calm tone.
His words quickly captured Karthi's attention.
He was not alone in experiencing the strange phenomenon with the blood. His curiosity peaked as he questioned.
"Do you mean the sudden feverish feeling? My blood suddenly acted up leaving me in discomfort. Look at the sweat drenching the bed sheets."
The bed Karthi was sleeping in was drenched with sweat. Even under extreme exercises, a warrior like him could have persevered without breaking a sweat. But mysteriously, he sweated enough in sleep to mistake him for wetting his bed.
The old man who saw this finally confirmed his doubt. His eyes glistened while looking at Karthi.
The last time he experienced something similar was when Karthi was awakening. A bloodline pressure similar to now was released from his body. Everyone related to the primal chaos tribe could feel it.
Bloodline pressure is usually felt when someone with a vastly superior quality bloodline agitates their energy. Awakening was a form of agitation of energy used to create a bond with their spirit guardian.
Bloodline pressure was most intensely felt during the awakening ceremony when a new bond with the spirit guardian was being formed.
So, why was he experiencing such sensations now? It couldn't possibly be attributed to Karthi. Even he had felt the same pressure and perspired during his sleep, affirming his suspicion that it had nothing to do with Karthi.
So, what could have caused it?
The old man was desperately seeking an answer. Only if he had been awake, he could have detected the origin of this phenomenon.
"BOOOOOM! CRACK!"
Resembling thunder tearing through the night sky, a colossal fireball erupted into view, akin to a grand display of fireworks. The unexpected spectacle immediately seized the attention of both the old man and Karthi. They sensed strikingly familiar energy emanating from the exploding firework, reminiscent of what they had previously experienced.
Within moments, they realised that it was something they should investigate.
"Old man Veera. We have to hurry. Let's go and investigate it." Karthi declared while donning his clothes properly.
—
At another part of the Divine Butterfly tribe palace complex, a young lady was also woken up by the commotion. When she saw the fiery globe persisting in the sky without disappearing, she knew it was not any common fireworks.
The beacon of fire needs to be investigated, she decided as she flew from the palace of the Divine Butterfly Tribe towards the location beneath the beacon. She could feel a vast amount of energy being condensed in that region.
She was Chitra, the tier 5 warrior of the Divine Butterfly tribe that informed about the prophecy in the gathering of nine great tribes.
—
Meanwhile, the members of the spider gang didn't waste any more. They began to attack Alex as if they were crazy.
Their reinforcements swiftly arrived at the scene, bolstering their efforts in confronting Alex.
Alex had to use teleportation multiple times a second to avoid the joint attack of the enemies.
Despite their best effort, they couldn't harm a hair on his body. His impeccable skills of avoiding fights materialised at that moment to protect him. He weaved ducked and avoided spells cast by mages while teleporting away from tier 4 and above warriors.
Time ticked second by second, assuring Alex his efforts were worth it.
Suddenly, an unprecedented pressure materialised in their vicinity, unlike anything they had ever experienced. The atmosphere grew heavy as if it would compress and suffocate them. The movements of all the warriors became sluggish, their actions slowed to a crawl.
In that fleeting moment, it felt as though time itself had decelerated.
It didn't take long for the members of the Spider Gang to grasp the gravity of the situation. Their very lives were now at stake, and the battle had escalated to a level far beyond their control.
The sheer mental pressure exerted by the newly arrived individual had the power to bring the conflict to a screeching halt within seconds.
The only one to effortlessly bear the pressure was none other than Alex. When the sudden pressure manifested around him, cool energy seeped out from his mind calming him down.
A smile slowly formed on his face after that. He realised that a tier 5 warrior has appeared near him. And that person was strong enough to stop the conflict to a screeching halt just with their mental pressure.
'It seems like I have attracted the attention of a big shot.'Alex mused to himself.
"BOOOOOM!" The arrival of the tier 5 warrior created a deafening sound.
"BOOM!"
"BOOM!"
Deafening explosions reverberated through the area as warriors materialised one after another close to Alex. Each arrival heralded a supersonic boom.
Among the warriors, several stood out with their attire adorned by the insignia of the Divine Butterfly Tribe, captivating the gaze of onlookers.
Alex's attention was drawn to a fellow warrior donning white robes, a striking resemblance to his attire. Accompanying this warrior was an aged veteran.
'Is that the fake white-robed guy? That is the fake white-robed guy. I have even attracted the attention of the copycat. Just too good!' Alex was satisfied by his ability to garner attention.
The standoff persisted while the Tier 5 warrior, Chitra, observed the events unfolding beneath her.
Chitra walked through the air with ethereal grace, her eyes fixed on the scene below. Her elegance and beauty captivated the gazes of the men below, leaving them infatuated. Yet, they dared not show any disrespect.
The sheer power radiating from her body was potent enough to extinguish their lives at a mere whim.
However, Chitra struggled to comprehend the events unfolding on the ground. Her gaze focused on a peculiar sight—a man adorned in white robes and a featureless mask, his gaze fixed robotically upon her.
Amidst the chaotic battlefield, a father and son embraced each other tightly, seeking solace amidst the turmoil.
Chitra surmised the members of the Spider Gang were attempting to eliminate the white-robed man while simultaneously capturing the father and son.
Witnessing this, Chitra's gaze swiftly shifted towards Karthi and the elderly man standing beside him. Her eyes revealed an overflowing level of doubt and uncertainty.
'Wasn't he the white-robed man?'
'Was there two all along?'
'Or did we mistakenly identify him as the whiate-robed man?'
She wanted immediate answers to the questions.
She was unbothered by the threatening amount of spider gang members that were present before her. They were inconsequential compared to her need to find answers.
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