Chapter 128 – The Truth About What Happened (1/2)

Chapter 128 – The Truth About What Happened

“Wait… you mean… Master is not dead?”

Calron whispered, his face stunned in shock at the news.

“Eh? You didn’t know?”

Roran inquired in confusion.

This was not his fault, as he had not seen his Master use Titan’s Fury like Calron and only met him after the conflict was over. Meanwhile, Calron was with his Master until the end and had witnessed Elias’ meridians beginning to erode away the moment his Master triggered the Blood Legacy to save him.

“How is this possible? I still cannot sense his bridge within the source pool…”

Calron stated, as he once again sent his consciousness inside the source pool to confirm this fact.

“Master did survive, but… “

Roran sighed with melancholy, as put down the piece of meat and stared at the ground with profound sadness.

“What happened?”

A trace of coldness seeped into Calron’s voice. His Master was prepared to sacrifice his own life for his, so if any harm came to Elias, then Calron would make sure that the perpetrators would pay for their sin.

“Master actually wanted to come with me to look for you when I ran away from home, but it is too dangerous for him right now. The reason is because… he is physically crippled and moreover, his meridians have been destroyed so he cannot practice Marital Arts or use the Blood Legacy.”

Roran spoke gently, brooding within his own thoughts that he did not notice the signs of bubbling anger on Calron’s face.

“What do you mean physically crippled?”

Calron took a deep breath before asking the question.

He already knew that his Master’s meridians would be destroyed after forcefully using Titan’s Fury. Elias was already an Element-less so he couldn’t cultivate essence, but now without his meridians, he couldn’t even use the Blood Legacy or any Martial Art.

Calron could not imagine how his Master was feeling right now. For a prince of a forgotten Kingdom and mighty general, this stroke of misfortune would be enough to make him take his own life.

“Master’s right arm… was cut off.”

Roran’s bloodshot eyes filled with grief bore into Calron.

Silence.

Even the wind and the fluttering leaves seemed to be frozen in time.

Blood violently rushed within Calron’s veins, his heart furiously pumping it into his body, almost like feeding it more anger and fury.

“Who?”