zal was awakened from his daze.
He felt incredible horror and pain as if sothing was peeled off his skin.
Upon severing the rocks, zal felt a great pain that assailed him. It was as if every cell in his body was attacked and was undergoing a form of splitting.
Several wounds slashed out, and zal bled with great pain.
"AHHH!" The great pain caused zal to scream in pain.
The surrounding Champions who accompanied the trip imdiately reacted and ran towards the carriage where zal was.
"zal!" Ordeus shouted as he opened the carriage door.
When he saw him, great rage occurred.
"Who did this?!" Ordeus shouted.
zal was in a very pitiful state. He was bleeding all over and even fell down from his seat.
zal didn't have the strength even to lift himself up.
"That.... darned God!" zal cursed. The cutting of those stones wasn't just symbolic. Sothing happened in his body.
In the Nephilim Sealing Mountain, Branze and Aron also felt great pain.
The already fainted Branze convulsed and shouted with great pain.
Aron fell and cried as well.
Petra was shocked at what happened.
"Bring them into the Temple! Quick! You, Lizard Champion! Carry them!" Petra reached out at the Lizard and grasped his head.
The Lizard taught he would die, but suddenly, a strange fire was placed in him.
"If these two die, Cornerstone will know. And once he tells , I will explode that energy! But serve as well, and that power can be absorbed and help you level up!" Petra explained.
The Lizard Champion was stunned.
"The Temple can heal them?" The Lizard Champion asked.
"Yes! Go now. Ask one of the knights where the Temple is!"
The Lizard Champion nodded. He moved with great speed and took Branze and Aron and was about to nab a nearby knight.
"Don't. I can tell you where the Temple is. Just bring us there..." Aron spoke.
The Lizard Champion was surprised how Aron was still awake and nodded.
He sprinted out and ran fast.
"Damn it! What happened? Branze!" Aron called out as the Lizard carried him.
"I... don't know... Father must not have listened to my warning. Do you rember... the vision?" Branze asked.
"... I think I do. But I don't."
"It must be... the Path of Foresight. You have a lower level of this compared to . So you may not rember the vision. You must have seen... Ancient Sword God Hyperion Steel. He claims that we are... his descendants."
The mont Branze explained this, it was as if Aron recalled everything, and the full vision ca to sight.
"That- That's right! I rember now! The battle against End!"
"I think... you saw a different vision than what I saw... We were too hasty... The Ancient God must expend huge energy... that takes a lot of damage to his soul or whatever he has... He complained that I was too fast... And that the next person must take his ti to go there..."
"The next person?"
"The last of the Steele. Our father..."
"... What are you talking about?"
"This attack... It feels similar to the attack that God made when he divided all of creation."
"Oh right! Your right! These cuts are sothing that transcends the physical!"
"Father... must have seen that vision and prompted that God to expend his powers again. He must have been... pissed off!"
"You should have warned father!"
"I did!" Branze frowned.
"How many tis did I tell you, but the warning at the first part of the ssage! You must have included the warning on the last part, didn't you? You were so excited you explained the process of harnessing the force energy that got us into that vision in the first part of the ssage, didn't you?!"
"We-well... that's because...!"
"You idiot brother! Because of that, father followed whatever you taught him, and of course, he'd awaken that power! We must have pissed off that God that he attacked us!"
"N-not necessarily! He-He... He must have used this ans to show father severing and attacked us so we can understand what True Cut is!"
"True cut?"
"True Cut with a capital T and C. As in a proper noun! That's what I nad that attack!"
"Proper noun?" The Lizard champion murmured as he continued to think about the proper noun. He hadn't heard of this all of his life, and now he heard of it twice in one day.
"In any case... I hope dad's alright." Branze sighed with a worried expression.
"He'll be alright. Fate's not after us anyway. Knowing our old man, he will use these wounds to his advantage."
"Master Sword Experts. We are approaching Golem City. Will they...?"
"Relax. They listen to our orders."
"Good." The Lizard Champion nodded.
As he approached, he was stunned.
Rock Golems littered the entire place. There were roughly the sa amount of Clay Golems in the area.
"The Golems! There are more Rocks and Iron Golems now!" The Lizard Champion exclaid. He knew the power of Golems.
"The lizard race vastly underestimates them! They are focusing on improving the quality of their golems and not caring about their lifespan?"
"Oh, their lifespan has already improved. The Temple helped refill roughly 20 to 30 percent of all the lifespans if we combine the lifespans of all golems. This is why they are focusing on improving the quality of each Golem." Branze answered.
It was also intriguing that the Golem city had training programs where all Golems drilled their specific battle tactics. The Golems had also mined several large stones that were being hauled.
Caravans were also present that made the hauling easier.
"The Golems are going to war?" The Lizard Champion asked.
"Sort of. The Challenge of the Lizard Lord has already begun, hasn't it?" Branze smiled.
"Starting to feel a little scared for your race?"
"A little. The Golem King seems stronger than ever. And it looks like the other Jeweled Golems have awakened too. I want to ally with you!" The Lizard Champion declared.
"Oh? So willingly? I thought Lizard Champions have better pride than this?" Aron laughed.
"I am the last of my tribe here. The ways of Lizard is a path of devouring and killing. No one aid to ally with the Golems because they can't be reasoned with. But now, it's different."
"I see. Well, we're a pretty tolerating family. My son is a vampire after all."
"A vampire?"
"Yeah. He has a Coven of vampires. And he's stronger than us." Aron sighed.
The Lizard champion was silent. He kept carrying the two and pondered. One of the bigger reasons why he wanted to ally with them, was not because of the Golems, but because of the Sword Experts. And as they were casually talking, the Lizard Champion believed their crazy claims. These two were descendants of a god! That alone convinced him to join them. And yet, they had vampires that were stronger than these Sword Experts?
The golems watched with curiosity at the passing lizard. So would give friendly waves at Aron or Branze, while others asked if they were alright.
Branze and Aron kept answering their fans to the bewildernt of the Lizard Champion. He was largely ignored.
"Perhaps these golems think it's normal because of the vampires?" The Lizard champion guessed as he passed through the Golem City.
Back in the peak of Airom Vagat...
The sensation of what true cutting was amazed zal. The Sword Force used on that attack was profoundly different than how he used it.
Several priests and healers were around him.
The group was horrified at the state of zal. Who could have done this?
"That power... It felt as if... it could even sever and cut Fate!" zal mumbled.
"zal?!"
The faint mumbling of zal made Ordeus react.
"It seems that God gave his last gift in a very... painful way." zal thought. As his vision returned, he saw the people around him.
Various healing spells were cast, but they could not imdiately close the wounds. The priest and mages were worried at this sight.
"This looks problematic. But I probably can use my wounds to an advantage! That's right! I'll do just that!" zal decided as he slowly forced himself to sit up.
"It seems that... I have worried everyone." zal laughed.
"What happened? Who attacked you?"
"Attack? No. This is... an excruciating thod to acquire more power." zal laughed.
"Acquire more power?"
"As I said... my lifespan is nearing its end. The power of the Force Paladin has reached its peak. But apart from the holy energy and the defense, I need power. Striking power. Especially since we don't know what enemies m sons have, I need power to charge in the front lines and fight."
"What did you do?"
"Does anyone have the gauge spell? Please check for yourself what Blessings I've received or what job class I have." zal asked.
"I already did. You are simply a Classed Knight without any class. But you managed to create a special job, the Force Paladin, through your own forceful ans." One of the Champions stated.
"Good. Then why can I wield power... of a Ravager?" zal laughed as he revealed the thick Force Energy.
The group was stunned.
"Impossible...! How could you do that without the blessings exclusive to Ravagers?!" One Champion exclaid.
"Or how about... a Quick Blade?" zal laughed again, and the Force circulation changed.
"It's weak and clearly lacks training... But it's definitely there! He is a Quick Blade!" A Quick Blade marveled.
"For my next trick, ho about an Archer? Which do you want to see? A True Aim? Or A Quick Bow? Oops. I did both." zal laughed.
The Champions trembled as the power of a True Aim and a Quick Bow archer appeared.
"But don't be too impressed. I believe that If I survive whatever is down that mountain, I will only have one month to live. But the Champions that aid in rescuing my son the most... I will grant the secret of how I achieved this unblessed ability to diverge on those paths. It's cruel and will probably kill most who try. But it is an interesting power. I assure you the wisdom of Branze Steele is greater than mine. Once I pass this to him, in three years, no! Two years. He can improve this and make it more efficient. He did so with the Force Paladin. He can do so with this!" zal vowed.
The Champions watched in amazent. So scuffled to take another ssage Talisman to send to their corresponding kingdoms.
zal and the Steele family's value has once more skyrocketed. All Champions regardless of their previous hatred or apathy towards zal, gave the reports that he must be recruited.
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