Damon's voice was icy, and his eyes were bloodshot. He was blind with rage and hatred and could barely hear a word as he began attacking once more. Wilbur darted behind Damon, shouting, "Take this!" There was a loud collision when Wilbur punched Damon in the back. The golden dragon on his arm shot out, piercing through Damon's body and shattering all his flame crystal cores. Damon's invisibility spell was dispelled at once as he collapsed onto the ground. The golden dragon let out a howl in mid-air before disappearing into a sea of golden flecks. "They're all broken! They're all f*cking broken!" Damon punched the ground, looking at the man in the black robes as his chest heaved. Damon retched harshly, and blood spurted out of his nostrils and mouth as he writhed around in pain. "M-Master." Damon struggled to climb to his feet, kneeling in front of the man in the black robes. "S-Save me, Master… I don't want to die." "You're f*cking useless, there's no point keeping you ar
The man in the black robes took two steps forward. He was about to make a move when a voice rang from the entrance of the balcony. "Wait, Dark Messenger! You can't kill him." "The butler?" The man in the black robes turned to look at an old man in a suit hobbling onto the balcony on his cane. Mister Paul followed closely behind him. "Why are you stopping me?" The butler said, "This is the Lord's order, Dark Messenger. The Lord wants you to stop and go back to see him immediately. He has some very important things to tell you." "Why now? Didn't the Lord tell me to get rid of him?" "That was the past. The Lord has changed his mind," the old man said calmly. "Are you not willing to listen to the Lord's word anymore, Dark Messenger?" "Of course not. I would never dare." The man in the black robes fell to his knees and bowed. "I'll return to Light Valley this very second." He leaped off the balcony the next second, disappearing into the night. The old man watched him leave b
Just then, Paul came back upstairs after seeing the old man off. "This incident has come to a conclusion, Wilbur. People from Light Valley will take care of Greensource Corp. All you need to do now is kill Barney, and everything will be over." "Barney?" "That's right. Damon's already dead, and you brought about his demise. Barney's the only one still alive. Once you kill him, Greensource Corp will disappear for good." Wilbur stared at Paul in disbelief. "Are you saying the same thing as Ralph said, Mister Paul?" "No, it's not the same," said Paul. "Ralph will meet his own fate. I just hope you know that the affairs of the Scarlet Leaf Faction and the Green Leaf Faction are internal affairs of Cametra. You were the only survivor out of all the elites from the seven countries, and you represent Dasha as well. Light Valley does not want to show itself yet, so I hope that you can agree to put on an act with us. Of course, I promise you that Light Valley won't harm Dasha in the slig
Maybe Tina's mother did not want Tina to follow Wilbur to Dasha out of safety concerns, but she had not found it appropriate to tell Wilbur herself and thus asked Kyra to get the message across. Tina's mother could be overthinking, but she had a point. Wilbur did not know how to face Tina either and thus chose to part with her for the time being. He reached Greensource Corp soon enough and got a call from Barney not long after. Wilbur glanced at his phone, picking it up and putting it to his ear. "Hello, Mister Barney." "I guess they want you to get rid of me, then?" "That does seem like the case, Mister Barney. Where should we meet, then?" "Come to the balcony." "Sure." Wilbur hung up the call, taking the elevator up to the balcony. He saw a dining table set up on the sprawling balcony, where several women were dancing by a boom box. There were two chefs flipping slabs of meat over a grill, and Barney sat at the table feasting on a steak. He waved at the sight of Wil
"If you kill me today, they'll just control you like they did me." Wilbur understood Barney's lament. "No, Mister Barney. I'm not the same as you. You're from Greensource Corp, but I'm not." "Yes, we're different." Barney's fork stopped in mid-air. His mood seemed to have soured, and he set the fork down. "Fine. Don't blame me for going all out on them, then." "I can let Demetra go, but someone needs to die before me." "You want me to kill someone for you?" "Precisely." "Who?" "Ralph." "Ralph?" Wilbur stared at Barney in shock, who looked eerily calm then. "Yes, Ralph. I would have never joined Greensource Corp if it hadn't been for him. He's put me through so much shit in the past years. If they're going to kill me, I need to make sure Ralph dies before my eyes. That's the only way I'll get my revenge." "Alright, I'll do it. I'll go and kill Ralph right this second." Wilbur got up to leave, but Barney piped up again. "Wait, hold on. I've changed my mind." "What
"Is that so?" "I thought I already told you before? Only Barney and Damon have been ordered to be taken out. Everything will be over after that." Ralph walked over to the water cooler, filling up two cups of hot water and passing one of them to Wilbur. "Here, have some water." "Thank you." Wilbur took the cup from Ralph, glancing down before looking back up at Ralph. In that split second, Ralph had thrown the cup of water he was holding at Wilbur. Wilbur scrambled to duck, while also throwing out his cup of water at Ralph. There seemed to be some kind of chemical in the water. It splashed onto the floor, decaying the concrete at once. Ralph pulled out an umbrella he had prepared before and turned to run. Wilbur watched as Ralph ran for his life. "You can't escape, Ralph." "Some f*cking nerve Barney has! How dare he try to get you to kill me! He's lost his mind!" Wilbur saw Ralph dash into a room, bolting the door shut. He keyed in the password to a safe in the room, tak
"Is that so?" Wilbur smirked. He stepped back quickly, summoning the thunder cleaver once more as Ralph charged towards him. "There's nowhere for you to run anymore, Wilbur! Just accept your fate!" Ralph extended his arms once more, clawing at Wilbur. Wilbur swung the thunder cleaver in his grasp, chopping Ralph's hands off once more. Yet the purple tentacles on Ralph's arm continued slithering over. "You can't run, Wilbur! Accept your fate!" Ralph's tentacles wrapped themselves around Wilbur like vines, uncaring of Wilbur chopping off the tentacles as they continued to grow and extend on their own. "God, this is boring. It seems like you aren't afraid of death at all. I thought I'd be able to see fear in your eyes, but it's clear you hardly think much of this. Well then, you can just die!" Ralph's tentacles stiffened all of a sudden, reaching out toward Wilbur from multiple directions. Wilbur was completely surrounded by black miasma all of a sudden, which formed an armor
Wilbur remembered the purple potion Ralph had injected into himself. That had probably come from a special virus. Since Jeckle had brought David out, Ralph's intentions must have been to leave a spare potion behind for himself. This purple, octopus-like creature had to be a special virus too. David had been able to heal himself in less than a minute before, and Ralph would definitely be able to do the same with the help of the virus. The thought made Wilbur fall silent. Ralph would be pretty much immortal if he had the ability to regenerate endlessly, and Wilbur would be no match for him. The dust settled then, and Ralph's gigantic figure appeared before Wilbur, laughing maniacally. Ralph was roughly three floors tall, leering at Wilbur from above like a gigantic octopus monster. "I told you that you'd be dead by tonight! I'm going to kill you, and then kill Barney too! How dare he betray me! I'm going to show him what real power looks like! Take this, Wilbur!" Ralph roared f