Chapter 168 – Two Choices (1/2)
Chapter 168 – 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.