Bölüm 138 – 138: Beklenmedik Cevap

Ölümlü bir savaşta savaşan yüzlerce insanın çığlıkları ve feryatları yoğun vadiyi doldurdu. Kesilmiş bedenlerin, kafaların, uzuvların ve bağırsakların yer aldığı kanlı bir sahne, yeri kırmızıya boyadı. The cries for help and mercy from time to time also gave a ghastly and eerie touch to the scenery on this side of the valley.

Dozens of mages and rangers attacked with their large area of effect spells and skills that charred & shredded their enemies alive or had numerous holes made inside them.

Stab! Stab!

Suddenly, a volley of arrows from the tall trees fell on the fighters of the defending side and multiple males and female fighters dropped dead on the ground after having their heads and eyes poked through these arrows.

At the end of the defending side, was an extremely high-grade and well carved luxurious carriage that was surrounded by dozens of knights and mages and inside this carriage, was a young boy who appeared to be 18 or so years old.

“Master Szayel, we should think about retreating. We’re already locked inside their formation. Even the teleportation scrolls aren’t working now.” spoke a tall and thin old man.. His appearance looked as if he was already at death’s door.

“And run like cowards?! The Vandereich clan will not go without a fight!” declared the Young boy.

Thud!

The very next second, the old man dropped dead inside the carriage as an arrow that passed through the window pierced his neck!

“Our barriers are broken! Everyone run!” shouted one of the warriors from the final line of defense.

Stab!

Before the man could even turn around and run, an arrow covered in black poison on its tips pierced his head right in between the eyebrows.

Boom!

Suddenly a big lightning spell fell on the remainder of the barrier and it instantly shattered the protection barrier that was cast around this carriage.

Stab! Çıngırak! Slash!

One by one, many mage spells and skills of different classes broke through the formation and bombarded the remaining fighters of the defending side.

Bodies got obliterated and shredded on the spot because of these lethal attacks and those who tried to escape were killed by the assassins who were hidden and invisible outside this formation.

The one side that equally fought at the beginning was now thoroughly oppressed. The fighters clad in white armors started pleading for mercy and begging for help as the battle continued and all of them started losing their lives.

At this moment inside the carriage, Szayel was horrified by the bones as he saw his attendant’s body falling right in front of him. Bu genç çocuk ilk kez kendisine yakın birinin gözlerinin önünde öldüğünü görüyordu. Korkudan ürperdi ve kelimeler ağzından bile çıkmıyordu.

Öfkeli ve üzgün tavrı hiçbir yerde görünmüyordu. It was one thing to act someone with valor and high mental fortitude but when it came to actually face adversity.. Not many people could hold up in reality.

Just then, a loud shout came from the opposite side’s leader and filled the entire place.

“Szayel Mor Vandereich, surrender yourself. Or you won’t like it when we drag you out with our own hands.” siyah ve gri zırhlara bürünmüş bir kargı kullanıcısı ilan etti. The other soldiers from the attacking side started circling the remaining 4 warriors and the carriage.

A frightened and skinny boy covered in aristocratic clothes came out of the carriage and his feet landed on the bloodied ground.

A figure of a young man with pale white skin tone and shoulder-length silver hair appeared on the battlefield. Gözleri kırmızı parladı ve ağzından iki uzun diş çıktı. The innocent yet regal-looking face gave him the appearance of someone from a big background.

“You damn Jinvtric scums! Do you really think that you’ll stay alive after killing our people or capturing me?!” diye bağırdı çocuk.

Muhalefetin lideri miğferini çıkardı ve kırmızı bir kurt türünün yüzünü ortaya çıkardı. He scoffed in response and gave a condescending look to the now surrounded enemy.

“And who’s gonna tell your family that it was us? And when did I say that we’re here to capture you?” diye sordu lider.

“Ne… Ne? Ne demek istiyorsun?” diye sordu genç adam.

“Bu, seni yakalamak için burada olmadığımız anlamına geliyor. Ama seni öldürmek için buradayız.Burası sen ve senin Vampir pisliklerinin bizim ellerimizde öldüğü yer. Daha sonra bunu diğer gruplara bağlayacağız. Haha” elaborated the leader.

“With the faction leader’s own son getting killed by the enemies.. What do you think will happen?” he asked in a sarcastic tone and laughed again.

Slash!

Just then, one of the soldiers protecting the boy suddenly swung his spear and cut the heads of the other three vampire guards in a swift attack.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Their headless bodies along with the detached heads dropped in the bloodied ground and a spray of blood erupted from their neck. The sudden victims of this betrayal didn’t even get the chance of sensing the danger as the one who killed them was part of their own forces.

“No!.. Vetron.. What’s the meaning of this?!” screamed the boy as he was surprised after this sudden attack.

“Shut the fuck up you runt!” said the spearman who suddenly turned on his companions and punched the boy in the face.

The boy fell 3 meters away after suddenly getting punched in the face by one of his own men.

Vetron looked at the people surrounding them and then the leader of the opposition.

“I’ve delivered on my promise. Umarım anlaşmanın sonuna kadar sadık kalırsınız. Bunların hiçbirinin bize kadar takip edilmemesi gerekiyor.” dedi ve çocuktan uzaklaşıp saldırganların liderine doğru yürümeye başladı.

“Evet, evet. Ama bir sorun var. Mükemmel bir pusuya benzemeyecek. Unless…” spoke the leader.

“Unless wha..”

Stab!

Before Vetron could even complete his question. His neck was stabbed from the back by a dagger and a slick figure of an assassin appeared out of nowhere.

Vetron grabbed his neck in shock as he lost control of his body and started choking on his blood. It didn’t even take ten seconds before the vampire died.

“Now mükemmel görünüyor.” dedi kurt türü sevinçle.

“Sen.. Bunu neden yapıyorsun? Don’t you know what our faction will do if they find out?” threatened the boy after barely holding his jaw together.

“And who’s gonna tell them now? The last time I heard.. Dead people don’t talk.” said the leader as he smirked and released his aura, instantly putting the boy on the ground.

The expression on the boy’s face turned that of horror as the immense and heavy aura that was full of killing intent encapsulated his body.

At this moment, Szayel was under so much pressure that he couldn’t even lift his head.

The aura and pressure that came from the leader was exactly that of a Peak Grandmaster Rank warrior.

Szayel was shuddering in fear.. Never had he imagined that one day, he would be put at death’s door. Especially when he was the son of the faction leader of one of the strongest factions in the entire Rakos Empire.

His secret visit to one of their territories, which was only known to the innermost circle of their family elders was somehow leaked to one of the rival factions and even with the security of 300 beginner and intermediate master rank fighters provided by his clan failed to protect him from this sudden ambush.

Beads of sweat dropped his face as he barely had the strength to even move a finger under this terrifying bloodlust.

“Now die and flame the war that will burn down our enemies. That should be the only good thing you did in your life, you damn bloodsucking bastard.” spoke the wolfkin and put his halberd over Szayel’s neck.

“I wonder what your father and grandfather would feel when we send them your head as a gift.” spoke the wolfkin and chuckled.

The next second, he lifted his halberd with both hands and swung it in a swift motion.

Shing!!

But before the blade of the halberd could even reach the target, a black greatsword with crimson veins spread around the sharp and heavy blade stopped it midway through the attack.

Boom!!

A loud burst of black and red aura suddenly filled the entire battlefield of 1 kilometer radius. And the aura of the peak grandmaster wolfkin was thrown away in a single second. There were still more than 200 attackers from the wolfkin’s side left on the battlefield and every single one of them dropped on the ground..

Their bodies slumped under this heavy and oppressive aura of this new entity that was full of dominance and tyranny!

This aura was even five times heavier and ghastly compared to their leader who was now thrown 20 meters away after the explosion of this aura.

Sonunda üzerindeki baskının gittiğini hisseden Szayel, başını kaldırdı ve kurtarıcısının figürünü gördü.

Siyah ve kösele bir uzun palto giymiş ve omzunun üzerinde 1,5 metre uzunluğunda siyah bir büyük kılıç bulunan uzun boylu bir genç adam, artık mutlak bir hükümdarın baskısını yayıyor ve muazzam ve kaotik aurasıyla tüm düşmanları yere seriyordu.

“Yare yare..”

Savaşçı konuştu siyah ve kurt türüne baktı.

“Hedefleri kuşatılmış diye kim bütün planlarını açıklıyor? Ben bile senin saçmalıklarını dinlemekten sıkıldım.” genç adam konuştu ve yakışıklı yüzü tüm düşmanlara gösterildi.

Szayel’e.. Bu genç adamın figürü fazla kahramanca görünüyordu. Geniş sırtı ve kaslı yapısı, paltosunun ve saçlarının havada uçuşması, kıyafetlerinden bile anlaşılabiliyordu. Son saniye girişi bu adama, günü kurtarmaya gelen efsanevi kahramanlara dair gizemli bir his verdi.

Kaderini kabul etmeye ve bilinmeyen bir vadide ölmeye hazır olan Szayel’e; bu adam onun kurtarıcısı olmuştu.

“Sen.. Beni kurtarmak için mi buradasın?” diye sordu Szayel beklentili gözlerle adama.

Sonra siyah kıyafetli adam Szayel’e baktı ve sonunda konuştu.

“Kim seni kurtarmakla ilgili bir şey söyledi? Ben sadece hepinizi soymak için buradayım.”