Another attack came at his back. This one seemed deadly since it was about to claw out his spine. However, another shadow manifested in the air just above her head in a flash.
She thought it was another Malaka until a voice invaded her ears.
"Got your echo, kid… heads up!"
"Go for the eyes..." Creed mumbled without turning back.
Creed ducked, but did not stop running. On the other, Artemis caught a glimpse of a shadow of a man with a frightening speed. She realized that she hadn't seen before. He clutched two daggers in both of his palms and glided towards the one of the chasing Malaka.
Just before Malaka's claws could reach Creed's back, she saw that this man lopped the beast's arm from elbow to arm in jus
"I had already lost all hope by then… I never expected for help to arrive… the tree wasn't a hideout, but a grave that I prepared for myself. Trust me, I never wrote '20 Southwest'...." A silence enveloped the area except for their footsteps of the beast. Creed felt his brain ripped apart in a million pieces. Although Malaka was still chasing after him, the mental shock from her words made him stumble on the ground. His throat dried up, and his eyes turned bloodshot. He mumbled, "Then who did?" Creed felt someone had ripped his brain apart just from the speaking few words. Artemis' description rattled the deepest corner of his mind. His nightmares seemed to be merging with reality. All of a sudden, the chasing Malaka became the least of his concern right
Artemis' grip over his shoulder loosened just from the shock. Malaka's head flew 40 meters away, just like her self-confidence. A High-tier beast from which she had been running away from for several hours was killed in a single strike. [~Cursed-Malaka Killed~] [Gained Saturation Points +7] [Gained Soul Crystal+3] [Gained Fire-based Affinity] 'One down… five left...' Creed didn't even have the time to process the gains right now. He rushed straight, while the two closest Malakas jumped at him from both sides. Creed ran like hell Howeve
The Malaka halted, flabbergasted. He could not find them anywhere. Just when the beast was about to turn around, he felt a domineering impact of blunt force at the back of his head. The beast didn't even get the time to react to the warm numbness until his head exploded into a million pieces and hit the tree trunk. Creed, with Artemis on his back, landed on his feet, clutching his Mayhem saber, drenched with blood and gore. A smug grin appeared on his fact, he mumbled, "Stupid fucker thought only he could get under people's bind spots..." Artemis' consciousness dissolved into insanity when she gazed at 6 dead Malakas. Every pore on her skin widened from the shock and confusion precipitation on her forehead. The speed and efficiency with which Creed killed them was almost supersonic.
Creed sighed heavily and pulled out a dark rubber ball from one pocket of his cargo pants and tossed it on the ground."Please do not activate your chakra… I will be back in 15 minutes… "She saw the rubber ball and grabbed it."Thank you!""That will be $1500..." Creed replied without hesitation and vanished from her sight.Artemis couldn't say anything in return and just nodded. Nobody had to remind her that hunters don't do charity. Besides, Creed wasn't asking too much, but the fair price of the portable gummy suits.There were several situations where hunters' clothes got torn or damaged during the battle. This was an extremely practical occurrence.&
Everyone was getting edgy now. The Soul Armors that once seemed majestic have now turned into clawed and burnt scraps of metal. Holes and deep claws appeared on their surface. The situation was turning grim each second, until the Rain opened her mouth abruptly. "I can be the bait..." "No…" Agenor said a few moments later. "You know we can't kill them all…" Rain replied. "Nobody is going to be the bait… just keep fighting, I will think of something! If not, I will use my berserk skill..." "Don't spout nonsense..." Maira replied, "Berserk is not the solution here! You know that already..." Agenor went into mulling again and didn't
Rain's pupils dilated the moment she sensed the end coming close. The cunning fiend had already closed the gap and now was ready to grab her neck.She could have jumped back or sideways, but even that wouldn't make any difference. The bloody palms of the Malaka inched towards her chest ready to rip her to shreds.Jaws wide open, his pungent breath rubbed against her skin that made her puke her guts out. An intense lustful leer incited disgust inside her mind.She could see that Agenor was too far away. Comprehending that she was out of options, she raised her dagger and put the blade on her neck.'So this is the end… thought I could make a new start, but maybe I'm destined to be used by lustful fiends as a tool…'
"My worth... isn't something I have to prove to you. Although I wonder If I get you all out of there with the plan that your leader thinks is futile… Would you consider me better than him?"Creed words struck the entire team like a thunderbolt. Falco, too, felt the rug getting pulled under his feet. His face turned ugly"The fuck did you say?" Falco's eyes turned dark, as if something possessed him. "If I wasn't stuck here, I would have punched you in the face…""Hmm… Why are you so riled up?" Creed's chilling voice reverberated once again, "You can't trust my judgement because I'm a new member... isn't that what you are indirectly saying to me?"Maira interrupted, "Gryffon! Don't rile him up… "
Soon enough, Falco felt a gust of warm wind brushing against his left ear. An arrow rushed towards the horde, sunk deep inside Malaka's forehead. The abrupt impact of the tensile arrow, straight to the head, imparted blunt force trauma which temporarily numbed his senses. By now, Falco had already raised his weapon to strike the beast, but he realized that the beast that got shot was coincidentally at a divergent angle and inside the range of his current strike. For some reason, Falco felt a bit restrained. He knew that the assault numbness would fade away soon, agitating the beast even more. Apparently, this was the best time to strike. In the end, he decided to strike shot Malaka and not let the chance get away. He immediately altered the trajecto
Hello Readers, Thanks for staying with me for this long. I know this is sudden but making you all dangle for a petty frequency of uploads is just too cruel. That's why I have decided to mark this as a conclusive checkpoint i.e. mark this book as completed. Been a wonderful journey so far. Every comment I have seen or read (good or bad) has brought a froth of emotions that drove me to write my heart out. In my eyes, as a story, Apaurushya has proven itself as a story with a potential of unimaginable horizon. Every character has surprised me by their actions. Each of them have a life. Almost as if I don't need to write them; they can write themselves. Nevertheless, this isn't the end. We haven't even scratched the surface of what really lies there beyond the ungodly boundaries of these Akashik space anomalies. If you wanna connect, bug me or l
"Jake, wait! I'm coming with you!""Mira! You're here too…""Yeah! Just let me come with you… ""Nope! Just stay here, there is nothing much for you to do...I'm gonna get him cleaned, and drop him to his home!""Come on! Don't be like that…""No means no…" Jake shunned her down. "both of you just stay put…it's better that way. He messed with the alliance, so it's best you keep your distance for now.""Don't worry about me!" Artemis interrupted, "Also, I could say the same to you! How is, you helping him out any different than me!""Alliance has eyes everywhere… I already got myself involved so
Creed felt a numbing headache from all the lights that ravaged his vision. One of his knees immediately gave up and kneeled on the ground. Fortunately, Jake grabbed him by his shoulders before he could fall down."Argh… come on… Stand straight you idiot…""Fuck you! I'm trying, asshole… give me a break!""Serves you right, fucker… " Jake replied with a grunt, "Nobody asked you to throw your sword at her when you're bleeding from your ass! Fucking show off…""Show off, that's what you think?… I was trying to kill her!""Kill her! Seriously, dude, what's gotten into you?" Jake frowned as he dragged him forward. "Better, keep your anger in check. If it wasn't for Miss Luna and me,
"Just do what I say…" Luna's domineering voice broke from the sheer rage, "Or I will cut that bird and shove its head inside your ass."Creed's hair on the neck stood up, and he gulped a mouthful. He immediately turned around and limped back towards the cage in haste.As he saw the Little gobbler almost passed out from exhaustion, a sense of urgency rose. He arched his back to an extreme and swung his right arm.At the last moment, his mayhem saber appeared inside his hand. The saber hit the cage and a loud mechanical screech boomed in the hall.~CLANKUnfortunately, Despite Creed using so much force, the cage did not break. The horrifying sound of metal made Little Gobbler tremble inside.
With his unrestrained perception, his eyesight has been giving him trouble with the information overload. Because of this, his brain has temporarily blurred his vision this entire time. He couldn't see the people who interpreted the battle, only the dark shadows that were too close to him. Creed has been fighting while completely dependent on his other senses. However, just from the brief exchange, he subconsciously understood that this wasn't enough against the one who stood in front. The sheer rage has pushed him beyond the edge. Creed's vision was so dark and dingy that he couldn't even see his face in such a close combat. His brain was a complete mess and volatile perception had put him in an aggressive state, almost like a machine programmed to annihilate whatever comes in front. All Creed could see wa
'So she has ascended too…' Akash murmured to himself, 'bad! This couldn't get worse... Gryffon… What are you going to do now? You better run this time...' The pressure that burst out was something Akash and Kiara were already familiar with, because the intensity was the same as his own rhythm. This kind of pressure could only come from a person who has ascended from the boundaries of bhu-lok. Kiara and others were also freaking out right now. Artemis and the four siblings' faces have turned pale already. They all understood that this just might be the end of this entire thing. There was no way Creed could stand up to her. His level of power was far too low compared to hers. Even with his berserk skill, catching up to an ascended individual is just not possible for a mere elite, no matter how strong. The best cour
A lustful blush appeared on Grisha's cheeks and a huge smile appeared on her rosy lips. Her chest tightened with the shock waves that appeared. She rubbed both of her palms and blew into it."So this is what she gave birth to… the blood doesn't lie… I just never noticed… A fire that burned him into something else… he isn't just a chakra freak anymore… he never was… He is what he's always been…""The son of Queen..."The entire went numb when they bathed under the demonic intent oozing out of the blade. The dazzling sparks that burst from the clashes burned into the eyes of the observers.Not just Creed's blade, but his entire body shined with glimmering scarlet. There was no corner on the stage that hadn't been
"I ask you again!" Creed shot a glare, "Which one of you touched my bird?"The man coughed the ground with his bloody organs. The stage boiled under the tension undefined in all senses. Yet, Dollar Twenty and the other five stood unfazed by the turn of tables.However, amidst the chaos, the audience's guts flipped upside down. Both McConnell and Jiang siblings felt their lifespan shortening.Artemis' eyes turned teary. Her ears burned red when she saw gallons of blood gushing down from Creed's head, dripping all the way to his chin.Kiara, Akasha and Grisha looked at the scene with tightened chests. A razor-sharp sensation crawled inside their blood vessels. Not just them, but several hunters from the crowd now had their undivided focus on the unbridled escal
"Little… Gobbler…" Every hair on Creed's skin stood up straight. His very soul almost rejected his body, and images around him dulled to a standstill. He could hear his heart thumping inside his eardrums. A chronic corruption leaked into his eyes when he heard Dollar Twenty start the bidding. "The bidding for the High-Tier Inca Aves starts with $300 Thousands!" "$350 thousands!" "$400 thousands!" "$450 thousands!" "$500 thousands!" The sound of chatters began to fade out. Creed vision blacked out and a high-pitched siren hijacked his eardrums. His pulse spiked up to a gh