The exploded ships fell to the ground only to create another mushroom cloud explosion. Michael was blasted away by the force, and he landed on the mud after flying for at least ten ters like a kite without an anchor in the storm_ "Grr," Michael growled, feeling the aching pain in every single part of his body. He injected himself with the healing potion, but it did not heal his body at all. "I hate this place," Now Michael realized why Hunter said this universe was the most dangerous one of them all. Being in this universe with his body made him vulnerable. Only if he had access to arch energy or celestial energy, he might have hated the place less. After picking himself from the ground, Michael leaned on the broken trebuchet beside him and took so deep breaths.
Boom!
Once again, a thunderous explosion swept across the area, but fortunately, it produced less force than before. Still, the blast happened where Don was standing. If any normal human being was caught in the explosion, they wouldn't survive in a million years. However, Michael knew Don was not a normal human being. After all, he just saw Don bring down two frigate size ships from the sky with his raw strength. Although Don used battle energy to enhance his strength, no one could have done the sa even if they had battle energy running through their veins. Instead, it required an imnse amount of raw power to bring down the ships. Michael would have chosen to sabotage the ships from within but sothing told him Don had no choice.
All those who survived white death died in the explosion, and the rest who didn't get on the ship lay around the farm field without moving an inch. The fire burnt many of them, and Michael doubted they would survive for much longer. He couldn't care less about them. Those soldiers tried to capture him. Hence, Michael felt no pity for the soldiers. Instead, Michael looked around the farm field taking his gaze away from the raging fire where Don was standing. Michael would have gone into the fire if he had his powers. If he tried to get near the raging hot flas now, he would be lted like a candle. Even standing several ters away from the explosion site, he sweated as he was inside an oven.
As he was breathing heavily, Michael heard storm clouds rumbling in the distance. Surprisingly, the thunderclaps sounded so close to Michael. He quickly looked above as he felt like the sound was coming from above him. The mont he saw the sky, he felt a chill running through his spine. At that point in ti, a vortex appeared in the sky, and Michael noticed the monster peeking through the vortex head first. "Holy fuck," Michael shouted as he frantically looked around, His mind told him to prepare for a fight instead of waiting for soone else to co and save him. Therefore, Michael looked around to find sothing. Since he lost the arch energy, it was doubtful the monster would still possess any arch energy to fight.
The only advantage the monster had over him was its superior size. If he could repair the broken trebuchet beside him, he could fight it without using spells. While limping towards the trebuchet's broken pulley system, Michael wondered how the hell the monster could travel from the shadow realm to here.
To be honest, Michael thought only he could travel between realms. But he was proven wrong when the monster crawled through the vortex in the sky.
The monster's head was out and it was squeezing the rest of its body through the vortex.
While it was squeezing through, the monster noticed Michael with its big eyes. As a result, the monster scread with pure hatred and anger.
"What the hell did I ever do to you?" Michael showed the monster his middle finger and picked up a few broken planks as well as so tal pieces from the ground.
"GFtRERRERRERREERRERRE!"
The monster scread as loud as it could, and its roar sounded louder than the thunder claps themselves. Michael quickly rushed his word as the monster seed more pissed off after he showed his middle finger.
"System, you fuck Where are you?" He tried to summon the system, but once again, he received no response from the system. The last ti the system went offline was when it scread sothing about Ogas. So Michae wondered if the system's unresponsiveness was related to the ogas. Michael didn't completely bla the system as he knew the system wouldn't go offline suddenly without reason. Still, he was pissed at the monster coming to kill him, and he had no one to bla. Inch by inch, the monster crawled out of the vortex. But suddenly, the monster scread as it dashed out of the vortex, finally coming out. The monster began to fall from the sky. Michael wished the monster would break its legs or die when it hit the ground. However, the monster's superior size would save it from dying instantly. Besides, unlike Michael, the monster was falling from a lower height. Michael rushed to fix the trebuchet. The only thing that could save him from the monster was the trebuchet. Deep down he hoped Don would co out of the fire yet when Michael looked over his shoulder he saw no one walking out of the fire.
Boom!
Finally, the monster landed on the ground creating a large crater-like teor. Michael started at the crater without batting an eye. After the vortex disappeared from the sky, he heard no sound except the whistling wind and thunder rumbling. However, soon Michael saw the monster's hand as the monster climbed out from the crate. The monster was sixteen feet tall and several feet wide. Michael looked small compared to the monster, and even the trebuchets looked tiny.
The monster growled as its gaze swept across the battlefield until its gaze stopped at Michael. Then, locking its eyes with Michael, the monster exhaled, letting a puff of smoke out of its nostrils. The monster slowly lifted his hand, pointing its finger at Michael. "Damn it, what did I do?" Michael cursed his luck, "I need fire," thanks to his Inventor skills, Michael found a way to fix the trebuchet with what he had: a couple of planks, tal pieces, and so tom clothes. Unfortunately, he needed fire but couldn't summon his dark flas.
anwhile, the monster began to walk towards its target, growling. Each step of the monster caused a tremor and produced ominous pounding sounds.
Michael frantically looked around to find a fla, but there was only one fire source on the battlefield, the place where Don brought two ships down. "Well fuck it," Michael threw the planks and tal pieces in his hand to the ground and began to rush toward the fire. He hoped his robes would protect him against the fire, and even if he did get burned, he could heal himself when he returned to his universe.
The monster noticed Michael limping towards the fire as it started to speed up its steps. The monster closed the hundred or so ter distance between them in a couple of seconds and soon, it reached a hand-reaching distance from Michael.
Boom!
However, when the monster tried to grab Michael, the monster awkwardly flew back before crashing down like a broken airplane. Michael heaved a sigh of relief as he looked over his shoulder to see an object soar through the air. Michael closed his eyes for a second, replaying what just happened in his mind. The monster was chasing him, and sothing ca from the fire and hit the monster in the chest, sending it flying. He replayed the scenes again to recall what hit the monster. "A war hamr," Michael saw a vague shape of a war hamr with one pointy head and a blunt head. It was painted black and decorated with golden runes.
"GFtRERREER!"
The monster scread from a distance. It struggled to stand up but eventually, it did.
Suddenly, Michael heard a rustling sound as he turned his gaze towards the fire to see Don calmly walking out of the fire with the Warhamr in his hands.
The raging hot fla that lted the tal like a candle didn't harm him. He calmly walked through the fire, "That ugly thing bothering you?" These were Don's first words to Michael. Before Michael could nod, he noticed a black bow that looked directly stripped out from an mi or a ga. Thud!
Don put the Warhamr down as he raised his bow. With another flick of his wrist, Don retrieved six black arrows and flocked them on the bows string, surprising Michael. First, Don didn't look like a bow and arrow guy. Second, even Gaya could fire only three arrows at the sa ti. But Don nocked six arrows on the bowstring and pulled them back Don waited until the monster took a few steps toward them, and when it took its fifth step, Don released the arrows.
As soon as the arrows left the bow, they created a shock wave that pushed Michael a step back In addition, the arrows produced a loud bang like Don had just fired a gun.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Michael heard loud explosions sweeping across the farm field as he noticed the monster's body parts starting from head to toe, exploding into red mist in a straight line.
"Sigh" Michael heaved a sigh of relief when the arrows shattered the monster into pieces. Even after killing a terrifying monster, Don showed no expression on his face. The bow and Warhamr vanished into thin air as he turned his gaze towards Michael,
"Co on Ghost, we have a lot to talk about,"
Michael was stunned by Don as the latter called Michael by his na, just like Hunter.
"Cat," Michael noticed a dim glow in Don's ear, "Teleport us back to Everlight," Michael sensed the air around him becoming colder and his vision blurred in a blink of an eye. "Welco to Everlight," Michael heard a sweet lodious voice from behind..
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Chapter 553: Castle of Everlight
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At the mont, Michael was standing on a stoned road between endless paddy fields. The fields looked like two golden bedsheets blanketing the ground. He could see another farm field far away from where he was. Instead of humans, the paddy fields were worked by all races. He was surprised to see the dwarves, elves, ores, beastn, and humans working together, and looking at the smiles on their faces, he could tell they were joyful folks.
To be honest, Michael was stunned. The sight around him was too beautiful,
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