Chapter 115: His End
Yacius had been looking for a family of monster beasts for his father’s work, so he was here with his attendants looking for them.
“Dammit, where did they go? They were just here,” One of his men said.
“I know, Find them quick,” he ordered.
The 5 attendants and their young master searched around, looking for the monsters but they still couldn’t find them. They had completely lost the monsters.
“You idiots. We need to find them once more, they ran around here somewhere,” he said. He was about to say something else, but then he saw someone standing a little far away from him, with a head with no hairs and a completely evil smile.
With all the amicable smile he had seen all around the city, the contradicting look on this healer’s face looked akin to a murderer.
“W-Who are you?” Yacius asked.
Ning’s smile got even colder as he asked, “You don’t remember me?”
The people were a little confused until “Is that Doctor Ning from the Volunteer hall?” one of the people recognized.
“Oh Yeah. Now that I look closely, it is,” another person said.
Yacius was a little confused and was about to say no when he remembered the voice. The voice of the one person that had terrified him the most. He had had nightmares because of this person.
He looked at the face more closely, and his eyes started to grow wide. The man next to Yacius was the one that had helped him escape last time and also knew this man quite well.
The other 4, however, were quite oblivious as to the current situation.
“Take the young master and run,” the man shouted, surprising anyone in the process. He immediately took out his sword and got ready to fight.
Yacius realized what he had to do as well. He threw caution to the wind and started running away as fast as he could.
The four attendants didn’t know what to do but decided to follow the Young Master as the situation seemed quite dire.
“Why are we running from Doctor?” one of them asked.
“That is no Doctor, you idiots. That man is the murderer that killed my previous attendants,” Yacius shouted.
Ning watched Yacius run away, but that was fine. They were so deep in the jungle that he could easily kill the man in front of him and catch up to the runaways at any time.
“You are not getting away this time,” the man in front of him shouted.
“Ah, it seems you are quite unaware of how this is going to go. You see, I am going to kill you, and then I will go kill your young master. That should be the proper consequences for what you guys did last time, no?” Ning asked.
“You— You monster. You already killed so many of your people, and you are still not done?” the man asked.
“As long as the main culprit is alive, I will not be done,” he said. As soon as he was finished, he took out the Blood Red Spear and went on the offensive.
Ning made some simple swings to test the sword but soon realized that it was no spirit artifact like the last man’s who he had killed.
This was going to be easy and he was getting excited. His eyes got a little red as his lust for killing surfaced. His maniac-like face changed to something completely unrecognizable because of it.
The man looked at him scared. He was sure that he would lose against this man, but he stood there to fight. Yacius’s father was his benefactor, and he would do anything to protect his child.
“YAAAH,” He shouted and rushed forward to do a swing, but Ning simply dodged and cut his on the side of his arm with a spear. It was only with the tip of the spear so the cut wasn’t that big, but it still took away some of the man’s fighting ability.
“Arghh,” he grunted as the left arm holding the sword got a little weaker. The blood ran across his arm until it dripped from his elbow, but he didn’t drop the sword.
Once again, he charged forward to attack, but Ning simply parried it with his spear and made another similar-sized cut right above the previous cut.
He then swung the spear back and slammed the sword that was just parried and bent it in half. The man immediately threw the sword away and tried to take out another sword from his storage bag, but Ning attacked once more, cutting the man’s right arm in the process.
“ARGHH,” the man shouted this time letting go of any sense of reservations as the fear consumed him. He forgot about hit gratitude and the need to protect his young master. So, He just turned around and ran.
“Sigh, You people are the same,” Ning thought and held his spear with one arm, almost as if it were a javelin. He then stretched his arm as far back as he could and threw the spear at the man.
The spear left his hand with a sonic boom and in the blink of an eye, pierced through the man’s head and stuck to a tree far away.
The man fell down to the ground as blood gushed out of the gaping hole in his skull. He was dead.
Ning felt no remorse at the scene. He instead started feeling happy, a little too happy at the fact that he managed to kill the man.
He walked forward and pulled the spear out of the tree. It was stuck halfway into the tree. He then looked towards the direction Yacius had run to and said,
“Teleport me a kilometer in that distance.”
Ning found himself at a different location suddenly and looked around. He wanted to find the running people, but he didn’t have to, they were right there.
A little behind Ning Yacius and the gang looked at the person who had just appeared in front of them with a dripping blood-red spear and immediately started to get scared.
Yacius knew that this was his end.
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