The Earth After Rebirth

Kiro attacked from where he stood with wind blades. They were repelled before reach him. He was sure if he could get any closer, he would be able to dismantle protective shield he had.

The guy was willing to sacrifice hundreds of his men, while he sat at the back safe behind a thinly veiled protection, occasionally doing summons.

He threw Ryu right at him, he travelled faster than his minions could get in the way and stop him with their bodies. He reached a very dangerous distance before being repelled back to his master.

Even Lazarus was shocked at how close he got, a mere staff managed to almost break his defenses. That made him furious if anything.

"This has been fun, kill them all!" He commanded.

"The fact that you think they weren't trying is hilarious." Felix shouted from the safety of Ishaan's field.

He was right. His guild mates were absolutely wrecking their bodies, pushing them to the limits just to carve a few gashes on their bodies. Gashes that would be healed by Felix and the group of healers in minutes.

"Leader, help us out. Summon that!" One of his man suggested.

"Idiot, that's for emergencies, don't order me around!" He spat.

"This is an emergency, we haven't killed a single one of them and our numbers are dwindling!" Another shouted from across the field.

They were usually scared of their leader, it took their all to question his methods this time. They wanted to win, but if it continued like this it would only be their leader left and they'd surely lose.

"Does anyone else feel like these two?" He asked smiling boyishly.

No one supported them. This conversation happened while they fought, they could use that as an excuse but they could hear clearly what was happening, they knew better than to question Lazarus.

"Good!" He screamed. The two that defied him went on their knees, gasping for air that was quickly leaving their lungs.

They held their throats helplessly whispering for Lazarus to stop and that they were sorry but he was too arrogant to let anyone who questioned him go unpunished.

Kiro looked at the man before with contempt. He reminded him of the rich in their society who did as they pleased with the lives of those they deemed lesser.

He slowly descended and stood right above. He summoned lightning, up there he looked like a god that was here to condemn his creation. The lightning answered his calls, burning most of the area in the forest.

He didn't want to use something as devasting as this, but what he'd just witnessed pushed him. He didn't know what the forest would do if they caused such damage within it and at this point, he didn't care.

Grim Reaper members cried as they were burnt into charcoal. Kiro touched the ground with one foot, he changed the air to be hotter and the forest to be drier, and caused quite the forest fire. Just this little use of the skill put him at a quarter of his kaos energy.

After Dark along with Jorge didn't waste time, they didn't ask, they plowed through the fire that wasn't burning them because Felix had put a protective mana coat over their bodies.

While they were receiving damage from the fire, they used their weapons to put them out of their misery.

Lazarus was livid. Kiro was slowly gaining his kaos back, he laughed at how scared he looked. He'd never seen someone as cowardly as he was, he thought he was even more cowardly than Isaac.

They were definitely two sides of the same coin but this Lazarus seemed to irk him even more.

Kiro's kaos was already at a halfway point. He blinked from where he stood, appeared in the midst of the fire infested battleground. He disappeared as quick as he appeared.

He thought he could use this opportunity to attack their leader but alas, he was once again repelled.

"Nikolai, use deadly ballad!" He commanded with an annoyed voice.

Nikolai wanted to say 'but my success rate is still on the lower side.' But he noticed how irritated his leader was and decided to nip it in the bud and hope for the best.

The whistling started almost immediately, Nikolai had to tune in to the right note so that his comrades weren't affected. And so far, he was doing a pretty good job.

Lazarus was smiling, taunting the people in front of him on the fact that they couldn't get to him. The sound made that expression to turn into an ugly one. He could feel something was moving his insides.

He tried to cast another undead spell, but his concentration was entirely stolen by the fact that the pain inside of him refused to subside no matter what he did. Fear started to seep in.

He started to panic and Kiro saw when the veil lifted. He was now unprotected, he blinked right in front of him within a second. He didn't waste any time and shoved his hand right in his chest.

His whole arm pushed through and appeared on Lazarus' back. His heart was still pumping while he held it, but it quickly died as it was severed from its arteries.

"Remember my face." Kiro told him as he fell and the light took him.

Jorge was tired as a dog. He was at the brink of mana exhaustion. His breathing was uneven as he laid on the fiery ground, he wasn't afraid though, he was smiling from ear to ear.

This was the rush. This was it, he wanted to experience almost dying in the game, every time. Fighting monsters was great, but their predictability made the fights uninteresting. Fighting players was entirely different, he loved it.

This made him more sure that, he wanted to form a strong bond with After Dark. He watched as he fought, Kiro was a dangerous species. Who could summon flames and walk on air.

"Just, how strong are you guys?"

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