Zephyr did not hesitate, and he instantly killed all the guards that were present with his Slash.“F*ck! We’re under attack!”“Sound the alarm! To arms men! We’re under attack!”The cries of fearful Zane guards could be heard, rocking the Zane fort.“Hahahaha… take my axe!” Mason heckled, battleaxe in hand. He spun his weapon around and across his Mere, forming the likeness of a great black panther. With the speed of his steed, many were cut down where they stood as he easily made his way through them, with each swift move, it sent spouts of crimson into the sky.Another Rider sent fistfuls of attacks that flew towards the main gates, sending dust and pebbles flying everywhere, decimating the stone doors where they stood. With another flurry, the once great doors got rendered into ash. The aggressor for such an attack was none other than Leo. Although he was a mere Strength of level seven, he had gotten stronger in his training, he managed to fully incorporate Metal into his muscl
Zephyr huffed as his blade shimmered. “Sixth Slash!” he yelled, and channeled all his energy into this attack. Although this technique was common, its looks were highly deceiving, this was because it brought much power, and sharpness. Zephyr sent an immense bloody wave to counter Quincy’s attack.The two powers clashed with a boom, followed quickly by the sounds of something that ripped through the air. With a single strike, Zephyr’s blade had pierced, ripped, and shredded Quincy’s attack. It was obvious this attack was nothing more than an inconvenience to him.Although Quincy was close to being an Agile, a Strength was still a Strength; it would take much more to break through to the next level. “What?” Quincy gasped, unable to fathom how Zephyr had shrugged off his attack. After all, Zephyr was still a Strength of level eight to many others. This was an uncanny discovery, no doubt.Quincy had only thought Zephyr was lucky to have beaten Noah Leed. However, he soon learned he coul
The two energy streams quickly morphed into fists, each carried a thousand pounds worth of strength. Quincy was sure Zephyr could not withstand such a powerful attack.“This boy sure is bold! Is he not just 16 years old? Did he really think he could defeat us?”“Indeed, our lord is a Strength of level nine, one who’s at his peak even! He surely would have no trouble disciplining an unruly brat!”“Hmph, your little adventure has come to an end!”The Zanes clapped and cheered at the imminent demise of the unruly intruders.“Dumb*ss!” Zephyr chuckled at the gleeful look Quincy had. Zephyr raised his head high and yelled loud enough so that everyone could hear.“Enough!”Zephyr had endured much in his previous life. Many lessons and memories had been carried over since, he had many unseen battle scars that had taught about life. Zephyr could contend with true Agiles, he would have no issue facing down a measly Strength of level nine. No matter how strong Quincy was, he could never o
“Great!” Spout cried joyfully, the Khan hall erupted in celebration. A great wave of relief and happiness covered Spout’s face in knowing how powerful the Khan Riders were. After all, it is because of this militia that none in Starlight dared cross the Khan ever again. “My lord, the Khan have benefited greatly from this excursion! It would seem no one would dare oppose us ever again!” Lewis said excitedly to Zephyr.Zephyr was no doubt happy, yet did not heed much of what Lewis had just said. “My lord, I see that you’re happy, but not for the decimation of the Zane I suppose?” Lewis asked, once again at odds having to read Zephyr’s expression. Zephyr was just sixteen, yet had the wisdom and professional discretion of an older man. It was hard for Lewis to tell what truly made Zephyr happy.“You’re right Lewis. I’m not happy for what we did to the Zane, rather, I’m happy for my new toy!” Zephyr replied happily. Earlier, Linus Starr had visited. Apart from visiting Leah, he had given Z
Upon reaching the topic of Ashok Obsidian, the master smith’s expression changed drastically, his volume increased as he explained. “Why don’t you follow me tonight? Meteor metal is too sturdy to be melted by conventional lava. I must forge it with my own energy on top of that volcano!” the master smith said slowly. “No problem!” Zephyr lit up, unable to reject this offer.Nighttime came by fast.Under the escort of the town guards, Zephyr and the master smith made their way to Mount Ashok. They had already felt the intense heat from the base of the volcano, feeling much like they were in an oven. Near Mount Ashok, be it stones or plants, all carried a crimson hue. A possible cause being the intense heat.“You lot can stay here. Assessing your current level, it would be difficult for you to withstand the high temperatures further on up,” the smith said. Upon hearing this, the guards could not help but glance at Zephyr, and wondered if a young man such as himself could be far superio
Zephyr reacted quickly, hastily retracting his spiritual energy, wary of being swallowed by the volcano. Such strength and hunger could not help but make Zephyr wonder, was there a living thing that resided below the volcano?As Zephyr pondered, a great surge of energy was released beside him. The master smith barrelled towards the lava, and his body was covered in a reddish aura. It was time for him to get to work. As his energy came into contact with the lava, he did not get pulled in, nor did his defenses get shattered. It only exploded upon impact, however it was in a non-violent fashion, much like the smith was borrowing its energy. As the lava roared in slight defiance, many spouts of fire and flame erupted from the ground around which covered the smith. “Here it comes!” the smith uttered, suddenly, he released a wave of energy from his arms, and he summoned many hands. It seemed as though he was fighting the lava itself.“An Agile!” Zephyr exclaimed, in awe of the old man’s
Suddenly, Zephyr felt his whole body shake. A great resistance pushed back against Zephyr’s interloping, causing his bones to pop and crack in places. “You only have one shot, kid! This is where you decide how great your weapon will be!” the smith called out. Hearing this, Zephyr roared once more, and channeled his Might and energy, sending it forth into the metal, contending the resistance in order to subdue it. As he fought harder, the force submitted more and more.Seeing Zephyr’s energy converge, the master smith quickly acted, forming hammers to strike upon the lava, with each strike, the metal exploded with bright crimson sparks. Each hit rang out into the air, loud and brazen, a shockwave on its own. At the same time, Zephyr felt the metal crack under the hits, getting longer with each consecutive strike. He was in awe of the master smith’s skills.With each strike from his crimson hammer, the meteor metal drastically changed, getting smaller, it chiselled away the unwanted, a
“Now!” huffed the smith, as he sent a volley of energy into the pillar. “Go!” Zephyr yelled, and sent his blood forth. A flash of crimson burst out from the pillar, attracting the blood droplets to be absorbed into the metal. This stream of blood carried Zephyr’s spirit and soul. Once it made contact with the metal, flashes of light shimmered and exploded from within. One could even make out a roaring dragon within the fire pillar.‘What? Is this the essence of the weapon? How?’ the smith wondered to himself at the sight of the dragon’s silhouette. Weapon essences could only occur in legendary weapons, it was a one-in-a-million make. They were extremely rare. Although meteor metal was rare and highly sought after, it was not the most legendary material. Besides, Zephyr was but a Strength of level eight, how could he have given the weapon an essence?As the smith pondered on this, a flash of light burst forth from the lava pillar. Something instinctively occurred within Zephyr as he s