Scion of Raizel (The Divine Elements Book 3)

by Daman

  Chapter 53 – Two Choices

  The winged creature continued to hover near the eclipsed sun, guarding the dark orb and preventing anyone from attacking it.

  Calron did not know what species the flying beast belonged to, but it was clear to see that it closely resembled a dragon. Unlike the magnificent and bulky form of Weir or Valis, the winged creature in the sky was nefarious and skeletal. He could not tell the accurate size of the dark dragon since it was high up in the air, however, Calron guessed that it was at least much bigger than him in his beast form.

  That orb is the cause of Saint and Heavenly stage experts being drained of their strength.

  Calron thought, seeing all the guards, Tower Lords, the King, and any other powerful cultivator on stage struggling to stand up straight.

  He was just about to ask someone what was happening when he heard multiple screams coming from the crowd around him. Taking a quick glance to the side, Calron saw long trails of blood spluttered in the air which was followed by a dozen severed heads. It was hard to see the weapons that were the cause of this massacre, as they resembled scythes made of translucent air.

  It was the essence of a wind cultivator.

  In the next moment, numerous black-robed figures flew in the air and each figure indiscriminately slaughtered anyone in their path. Some wielded the power of the elements, while others simply killed with cold metallic weapons.

  “Oh no… ”

  Calron whispered, mortified at seeing the carnage unfold in front of his eyes. The crowd all started to scream and dispersed away in all directions, only thinking of survival.

  “Get Ellie out of here, Calron!”

  Linda abruptly shook Calron, bringing him back to reality and away from the gruesome sights around him.

  It finally dawned upon him that Ellie was also witnessing everything that he was. Taking her down from his shoulders, Calron looked into Ellie’s terrified eyes.

  “It’s alright, Ellie, Master is still here.”

  Calron placed both his hands on the little girl’s cheeks and tried to console her.

  “M-master… blood… “

  Ellie rambled in a hoarse voice, her eyes wide in shock.

  “Just get her out of here!”

  Linda exclaimed, pushing Calron to the side.

  “Where will you go?”

  Calron asked, knowing that this area was soon going to turn into a battlefield.

  “I will go to our clan members and get the Patriarch and uncle Kail out of here. I don’t know why but anyone under the Saint stage is unaffected by whatever vile thing that is.”

  Linda stated while pointing at the massive black orb in the sky.

  She figured it out as well.

  “That’s too dangerous, Linda. I’ll come with you.”

  Calron protested, worried for the young woman that he had only recently bonded with.

  “What about Ellie? Just find a safe place for her and then you can return. Don’t worry, I may seem like a frail girl, but don’t forget that I am still a member of the Raizel clan.”

  Linda winked at him and swiftly rushed towards the stage.

  Shit!

  Calron cursed, and quickly hugged the little girl to his chest with one arm and activated the Blood Mist Step. The screams of the crowd continued to echo throughout the city, the slaughtering of innocents causing even the air itself to reek of blood.

  Roran, I need you!

  He sent his thought into the Blood Legacy, hoping that the distance between him and Roran was not too far.

  Through some miraculous luck, none of the black-robed figures arrived near Calron but he knew that he still had to get far away from the palace. He hoped that the Patriarch and the other members of the clan were safe, and once he carried Ellie to a secure location, he would return to fight with them.

  Just as Calron was about to escape from the palace grounds, he heard a horrified cry mixed in with the screams of the crowd. He did not know what caused him to halt in his tracks, but that cry resonated deep within his memories.

  “Wait! Could you sell that core to me? I will pay double of what you paid for it!” He recalled the clumsy blonde girl whose spectacles kept bouncing on top of her slender nose.

  “Mirane!”

  Calron shouted while turning his head back, realizing that the cry belonged to the kind and gentle girl that helped him start the Azure Pavilion.

  Fuck! What do I do now!?

  He shut his eyes, furiously thinking about his decision. If he went back to save Mirane, then he would be endangering Ellie, but if he ignored Mirane’s cry, Calron would resent himself for the rest of his life. He had vowed in the past, that if the clumsy girl was ever in a precarious situation, he would go to her aid regardless of any consequences.

  “Choice… there was never a choice… ”

  Calron sighed, slowly opening his eyes while a slight smile covered the edge of his mouth.

  It was not a matter of protecting Ellie or saving Mirane.

  It was whether Calron was strong enough to do both at the same time.

  “Ellie, I need you to listen to me very carefully.”

  Calron hurriedly got down on his knee so he could be at eye-level with the little girl.

  “Master?”

  Ellie asked in confusion, her eyes still in a daze after witnessing the massacre.

  “I need you to close your eyes tightly and not open them until I tell you otherwise.”

  Calron whispered gently, pleading for the child to trust in him.

  Seeing the concerned look on Calron’s face, a wave of confidence rushed through Ellie’s body.

  Master is strong, so those bad people won’t be able to hurt me or him.

  Ellie gave a nod in response to Calron’s question, an innocent smile etched on her childish face.

  “Good girl.”

  He patted the brave little girl’s head and told her to climb on his back. Once making sure that her eyes were shut and her arms were securely crossed around his neck, Calron charged back into the bloodied battlefield.

  Utilizing both the lightning around his feet and the Blood Mist step, Calron narrowed down Mirane’s location using the Divine Perception and he flashed straight ahead like a crimson lightning bolt.

  He went back to his original position where he had left Linda, and just as he was searching for the blonde girl, the familiar cry sounded out again.

  “There!”

  Calron noticed Mirane fighting a black-robed figure while several of her guards all lay dead on the ground. The blonde girl appeared to be battered with several parts of her armor dented and torn fabric near her thighs. Blood dripped down from her forehead and neck, igniting an uncontrollable fury inside Calron’s chest.

  Although the cut on her neck was shallow, he could tell that the longer the fight went on, the more Mirane would lose her blood until she had none left in her body. Her sword burst into an inferno of flames as she deflected the spear made of ice.

  “Haaaah… Haaa… ”

  Mirane rasped out of breath, her fiery sword sinking into the ground as she held on it for support. Without the support of the sword, she knew that she would collapse on the ground.

  I need to help father.

  She wanted to go to her father, but the robed figure barred her from leaving the area. Her guards had tried to protect her, but against the might of a Saint stage expert, none of them were able to stop the robed figure.

  The robed figure raised his ice spear and coldly looked at the defeated form of Mirane on the ground. Since the start of the battle, the robed figure had not even said a single word and silently killed anyone around him.

  Mirane continued to rasp, her hands trembling around the sword’s handle.

  “I don’t want to die.”

  Two streams of tears cascaded down her bloodied cheeks when she saw the feet of the robed figure draw closer to her. She could see the shadow of the ice spear rise and pointed towards her neck.

  It woul
d only take a second for the frosty ice to pierce through her flesh.

  *whooosh*

  She heard the ice spear whizzing through the air, and knew that it was the moment of her death.

  It was at this instant, that the face of that young teenager flashed through her mind. To this day, she did not know why she had agreed to help him, a complete stranger.

  “He did not even pay me back… ”

  Mirane let out a choked laugh, tasting the salty tears as they fell down from her beautiful emerald-gold eyes. The spear was only a few inches away from her skin.

  *clang*

  The sound of metal hitting against metal echoed in her ears, as a golden claw clutched the frozen spear and stopped its trajectory.

  Mirane’s eyes widened in shock when she saw the owner of the claw.

  “Sorry, I promise to pay you back after this whole mess is over. Also, take care of her until I deal with this guy.”

  Calron glanced down at the teary-eyed girl and flashed her a grin as he gingerly placed Ellie next to Mirane.

  “Why…”

  Mirane asked in confusion. While everyone was trying to escape from the slaughter, why did he return back to save her?

  “Hmm… I don’t know?”

  Calron shrugged his shoulders and proceeded to force the spear away from Mirane.

  The cold metallic scales brushed against Mirane’s skin, but instead of feeling the chilliness…

  She felt warm.

  Chapter 54 – Fighting A Saint Stage Expert

  Damn, this guy is strong.

  Calron thought while pulling the spear’s tip away from Mirane and feeling the resistance by the robed figure.

  Although his opponent was at the Saint stage, in terms of physical strength, Calron was not far behind him. Once the tip was safely away from Mirane and Ellie, he let go of the spear and struck a punch to the figure’s arm with his remaining non-transformed hand.

  “Kugh!”

  The figure groaned in pain, but his hand remained fixed on the spear’s body. Calron could not see the figure’s expression as his face was covered by the robe’s hood, but from the timbre of the groan, it seemed to be a man in his thirties or so.

  “Brat, I was going to kill that daughter of the tower lord first, but since you decided to butt in, I’ll take care of you first.”

  The figure threatened in a deep voice, as he summoned another ice spear in his other hand. Wielding dual spears, the robed figure let out a laugh and charged straight at Calron.

  This will be a tough one.

  Calron could not gauge the exact cultivation level of his opponent, but he knew that the robed figure was at least at the second rank of the Saint stage.

  In the blink of an eye, Calron’s body vanished from sight and reappeared directly behind the robed figure while he was still in motion. His golden claw stretched out towards the figure’s back, but before Calron could touch him, a deathly gas made of ice particles burst from the robed figure’s body, instantly freezing the tip of his claw.

  “Fuck.”

  Calron cursed as he swiftly retreated a few meters back and stared at the man in front of him.

  “Be careful, he can expel freezing gas from his body!”

  Mirane shouted from the side, gripping Ellie tight to her body.

  You should have said that before…

  Calron thought while throwing a wry smile at the blonde girl and returned his focus to the opponent in front.

  “I never got to test it out before, but I think this is a good time as any.”

  Calron smiled while the scales on his arm gradually receded until his arm returned back to normal. However, in the next instant, two small metal rods suddenly appeared in the open and attached themselves to each of his wrists.

  The metal rods morphed into two dark mini-crossbows with a lightning bolt already notched on the weapons.

  “You believe that a tiny crossbow like that could hurt me?”

  The robed figure taunted, spinning the ice spears in his hands. Without giving Calron a chance to react, the figure raced towards him and leapt off the ground for an aerial strike.

  Calron did not reply to the taunt and instead slowly aimed at the airborne enemy.

  “Die.”

  Calron whispered, his bright azure eyes boring into the robed figure as two bolts of lightning flashed from his hands.

  “AAARRRRGGGHHHH!”

  A wretched scream echoed throughout the battlefield, and a moment later, the robed figure tumbled to the ground, his black robes now stained red. Shortly following that, a quieter thud sounded in the area as a human-shaped arm landed right beside the robed figure.

  Calron stared coldly at the fallen figure on the ground and prepared to finish him off with another bolt into his body.

  The robed figure screamed with bloodlust while glaring at Calron, droplets of blood splashing on the dirt from the severed arm. He regretted underestimating the mini-crossbows as he chose not to dodge the attack even though he was fully capable of it. The robed figure simply wanted to show his opponent the difference in their levels, but the power play backfired and now he had lost his arm.

  “I will rip your throat out, kid! Let me show you the might of a Saint stage expert!”

  The robed figure growled, pulling back his hood with his remaining arm and slowly standing up on his feet. The robed figure was completely bald with vile-looking dark eyes.

  He cursed when he saw the severed arm bleeding out in the dirt, but he had to take care of the boy before he attempted to reattach the limb.

  “Too late.”

  Calron muttered, firing two more bolts of lightning at his enemy. Just as he waiting for the familiar scream, Calron felt a chilly gust of air behind him.

  “I underestimated you once, but I will not do it again. I’m done playing around with you, brat.”

  The robed figure whispered into Calron’s ear.

  What the hell just happened?

  Calron’s mind fell into a panic, as he quickly realized that he could not move his body anymore.

  “I’ll admit you’re strong for a Vajra stage cultivator, but no matter how powerful you are, you are still not a Saint stage expert.”

  The robed figure grabbed Calron’s left arm single-handedly and began to slowly twist it until sounds of bones cracking could be heard. Malicious laughter filled the air, as Calron could not even scream and silently watched his arm getting crushed.

  “My soul power is restricting your body and I’ve already partly detached your senses. You’ll feel every second of the agony and pain, but your body will not listen to your commands.” The bald man chortled as he let go Calron’s arm and began to mercilessly pound his fist into the boy’s chest, stomach and sides.

  Blood dribbled out of Calron’s motionless face while the bald man continued to pummel him.

  This is pathetic…

  Calron thought under all the excruciating pain. He had never felt so humiliated in a battle where he was so helpless against an enemy. Soon, he saw the bald man get tired of beating him and summon his ice spear again.

  “NOOOOOO!”

  Mirane cried out in anguish, seeing that the robed figure was about to kill the young boy right in front of her eyes. The little girl next to her with her eyes shut tight, kept asking her what was going on, but Mirane did not know how to respond.

  Sensing that something drastic was currently taking place, Ellie opened her eyes and the first thing that she saw was the scene of a bloodied Calron about to be struck by a spear.

  “MASTER!!”

  Ellie wailed in desperation and broke free of Mirane’s grasp. She sprinted with her tiny legs as fast as they could carry her. Mirane yelled at the back for Ellie to stop, knowing that her own power was hopeless against the Saint stage enemy. Ellie stumbled on the ground, her tear-soaked face now covered in dirt as she pitifully cried out to Calron.

  “Foolish child… I’ll kill you after I’m done with him.”

  The bald
man smirked at Ellie on the ground, and put more force behind his ice spear.

  “CALRON! MASTER!”

  Both Mirane and Ellie screamed when they saw the ice spear pierce through Calron’s neck and break past the barrier of his skin.

  “Thank you Ellie, your scream let us know where big brother was.”

  All of a sudden, the little girl felt a gentle pat on her head and tilted her head up to see the smiling face of Roran.

  After Roran heard Calron’s call through the Blood Legacy, he took Avor to frantically search for his brother. Since he was not the Prime Inheritor, Roran could not accurately pinpoint Calron’s location through the legacy, so Ellie’s sharp cry alerted them instantly.

  “Master… ”

  Ellie choked on the words, bursting into sobs.

  “He is fine. Look there.”

  Roran picked Ellie off the ground and wiped the dirt away from her small face.

  Ellie quickly glanced back to where Calron was and saw a shocking scene.