Ronan could not just see his brother being brutalized by the assassins. His emotions ran wild, sending his mind in a downward spiral.
Just like how the Phoenix clan mbers gained a crimson glow in their eyes when they got angry, Ronan’s body also had a special chanism that he himself did not understand at the mont, which reacted strongly to the negative and destructive emotion of anger.
‘DESTROY, DESTROY, BURN THE WORLD DOWN, Little One… How dare they hurt your brother… THEY HAVE TO PAY!’ A sinister voice misguided Ronan in his mind, a voice that sounded extrely convincing, whose allure Ronan could not disobey in his mont of weakness.
It was the reason behind why all those who wielded the forbidden elent always beca great sinners in the world, as when their emotional state regressed their primal instincts took over.
“Don’t do it.” Ronan said in a low growl. However, as Scorpio refused to stop even after that warning, Ronan snapped and the beast inside him was unleashed.
‘Let go… Let go of your false sense of control. We are not to be compared to these filthy humans. How DARE they disobey us… Remind them of their place! MAKE THEM PAY.’ The voice said in Ronan’s head, and he let loose of his shackles.
“Don’t you dare touch my brother…” An ancient and inhuman voice said in a ferocious tone that sent chills down the spines of the three n.
Oogway’s seal that was ant to last Ronan through teenage broke down as unfiltered primal golden thunder flowed through Ronan’s damaged mana circuit, flowing uncontrollably through his body as thunder currents that Ronan never willed into existence started popping out randomly from his body..
When the golden thunder ca into contact with any life, organic matter disintegrated as if it was burnt to smithereens in a matter of seconds.
Ronan’s pupils went at the back of his head as his eyes turned fully golden, with Ronan no longer being in command of his own body. It was now driven by his primal instinct to destroy.
Serpent fell on his knees as he peed in his pants when he realized the source of Ronan’s power.
” Th-th-the forbidden… He wields the forbidden!” Scread Serpent as if he was a little school girl as he crawled away while facing Ronan, his pee littering the ground below.
Scorpio, on the other hand, was too stunned to even speak as he stared at Ronan blankly. Ronan stared back into Scorpio’s eyes with his golden gaze.
However, sothing happened. Right as Scorpio blinked and broke eye contact, in a matter of a microsecond, Ronan was not at the spot he was looking at anymore. Suddenly, he felt a searing pain on his back.
When Scorpio looked down, he saw a sight that would have given him a heart attack. However, unfortunately for him, his heart was no longer in his chest.
Ronan had moved behind him in that microsecond and tore his heart out from his chest, as the golden thunder in his palms disintegrated it right before Scorpio’s eyes.
“Blughh.” Vomiting a mouthful of blood, he fell dead right on the spot, his last thoughts filled with regret over provoking such a beast.
Serpent and Toad no longer cared about the mission. They turned to run for their lives, but unfortunately for them, two terrifying bolts of Golden Thunder descended from the sky at that mont, killing not only them but destroying the whole forest region around them for a full kiloter.
Trees beca leafless and grass turned brown from its lush green texture. Insects either disintegrated or only their dried carcasses remained while many small animals and birds were reduced to a pile of bones.
Before they could even react or try to counter the attack, just by coming into contact with its surface, their bodies disintegrated and they died on the spot.
Although it was over in a split-second for Serpent and Toad, in that short mont, they felt every single cell in their body disintegrate until they were no longer alive. They were ascended humans, yet the two assassins suffered a painful death at the hands of soone supposedly far weaker than them.
Normal humans would have died in a 30-ter radius of the two assassins, just by standing and not taking the brunt of the attack. That was exactly why the users of the forbidden elents were classified as extrely dangerous and a threat to mankind.
As a level 33 brat, Ronan was able to kill 4 ascended humans while a trained legion of 70 soldiers could not even land a single scratch.
That was the difference between normal elental users and the forbidden elental users whose strength could not be asured by normal ans.
However, if it was anyone except Ronan, they would have died after using the forbidden elent and conjuring such mighty power when their bodies were so fragile.
But not Ronan… Having the blood of the phoenix and ‘that’ cursed existence, he was the first since that existence died to have successfully awakened his true bloodline.
The sa bloodline which had made ‘that’ cursed existence the world’s number one villain… Ronan was born with the sa bloodline that helped ‘him’ wield the forbidden without any consequences.
A bloodline that was not ant for lesser beings like humans.
However, Ronan had no idea about the secrets of his body, and to be fair, nobody in the entire country of Avalon really did.
Aeons had passed since the ancient prophecy was made and not many mortals rembered it anymore. Many today believe that the stigma against the forbidden elent users is nothing more than paranoia.
However, that did not apply to Ronan Draco, who could not tell friend from foe and right from wrong anymore, as the only desire in his mind was to burn the world to its core.
Even after killing the enemies that threatened the life of his brother, his golden eyes did not turn back to normal. Uncontrollable waves of golden thunder randomly destroyed his surroundings.
A shrill shriek escaped Ronan’s mouth, in a tone that was nothing like his usual voice. Countless birds and animals, albeit shakily, ca out of their hiding spots and lined themselves up before Ronan.
Lions, Tigers, Rabbits, Pigeons, Deer, and every single creature of the forest stood together at a safe distance from Ronan’s location as more and more gathered every second, awaiting his divine judgent.
‘Kill them, kill them all…’ said the voice in Ronan’s brain. However, before Ronan could take action, a face that looked barely familiar appeared before his eyes.
It was Augustus, who dismounted his flying eagle and landed before his boy Ronan, tears flowing from his eyes as he witnessed the current state of his grandchild.
Augustus could not believe his eyes, for as far as he could see, there was only destruction and death surrounding his grandson. Ronan looked less like a child and more like an emissary of death.
Augustus observed the dead carcass of the ascended human near Percy. He also noticed that Percy was still alive and breathing steadily, which made him sigh in relief.
Augustus was a man with little care for the world’s views; it was family versus the rest of the world for him. No matter the cri, if the criminal was a family mber, he would fight the world to shelter him. Ronan having the forbidden elent changed nothing for him. For Augustus, Ronan would always stay as the second grandchild that he doted on and nothing could change that.
“It’s fine now, Grandpa’s here… Nobody will hurt you anymore.” Augustus said in a comforting tone. However, Ronan did not seem to register what he was saying, as a streak of golden thunder attacked Augustus.
The attack narrowly brushed past Augustus, who had to cover himself in flas to avoid the adverse effects of the destructive aura of golden thunder.
There was no choice. If Augustus wanted to get his grandchild back, he had to be a little forceful. But, how far could he go?
Augustus powered up to a full-fledged ascended elental user of the phoenix clan as he assud the ‘Agni Dev Avatar’ (Fire god’s manifestation).
Violent flas surged around his body as his physical prowess went up by a significant margin as he rapidly burnt through his elental essence to maintain this storm of fire around himself.
As an experienced veteran, Augustus knew that only elental energy provides shelter against the Forbidden’s attacks. Should he let a stray blast by Ronan touch him, he would most likely face disintegration.
“It’s grandpa, are you not happy to see ?” His voice cracked up as tears choked him. Augustus knew that Ronan had entered depravity, and knocking him out cold was the only way out.
However, how could he hurt his beloved grandson? It was a dilemma that Augustus never wanted to face, but for the sake of Ronan’s life, he still had to. He prepared to face Ronan’s golden thunder head-on.
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