Volume 2, Chapter 28 – Inventor?

“Boommm~”

Amidst a world-shaking explosion, terrifying Shadow Essence scattered in all directions, suddenly shattering Ye Xiuhu’s protective battle aura! Before the sixth tier powerhouse could even react, the six heads of the bizarre Abyssal Demon abruptly opened their bloody maws and lunged from several directions at once!

The speed was so great that Ye Xiuhu had no time to mount a defense. Within an instant, this bizarre Abyssal Demon bit down on Ye Xiuhu and the majestic wyvern beneath him!

“D-damn Abyssal Demon!”

Ye Xiuhu let out a sudden roar and prepared to draw the sidearm at his waist. Unfortunately, the Abyssal Demon would not give him that chance. In the next moment, under the terror-stricken gazes of the other two Royal Guards, Ye Xiuhu and the wyvern were torn into countless pieces following a shrill scream! In an instant, a rain of blood composed of gore and internal organs fell from the sky…

Seeing their commander devoured and killed so effortlessly, Amok and the other Royal Guard’s faces contorted from extreme fear.

“Run! Run now!!”

Knowing they had no chance of winning, the two lost all will to fight and decisively steered their wyverns to flee toward Windward City!

However, after swallowing Ye Xiuhu’s head, which still bore an expression of despair, the massive Abyssal Demon focused its attention on Amok and the other survivor escaping into the distance. Its six pairs of crimson eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a murderous glint!

In the next instant, the terrifying sixth tier peak Abyssal Demon suddenly spread its four pairs of wings and roared as it gave chase after Amok and his companion!

One hour later, near Fort Garros.

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By using his companion and their mount to distract the Abyssal Demon, Amok had exhausted every trick and magic scroll available to barely escape the hateful creature’s pursuit! Afterward, he used a special artifact given by the Crown Prince to mask his presence and buried himself in the snow for a long time…

After an unknown amount of time had passed, once Amok could no longer hear the Abyssal Demon’s indignant and unwilling roars, the surviving fifth tier powerhouse dragged his exhausted body step by step toward Fort Garros, the nearest human defensive line.

“I… I must hurry!”

Amok ran with all his might, occasionally glancing back in terror, fearing the Abyssal Demon might suddenly reappear. However, just as he was feeling restless and on the verge of fainting from exhaustion, a small squad of five people appeared in his field of vision.

‘Is that… the fortress patrol? I’m saved!’

In an instant, a surge of post-disaster ecstasy rushed into Amok’s heart, and the fire of hope burned fiercely within him.

‘I’ll find them and get to Fort Garros! The Blackrose Family’s corps are there, and there’s even a seventh tier powerhouse! With their protection, that Abyssal Demon won’t be able to kill me! Moreover, I must bring back the intel on the Chosen Maiden! I must tell His Highness the Crown Prince!’

At this thought, Amok’s heart raced with excitement as he mobilized the last of his battle aura! Surrounded by a faint earth-yellow battle aura, he lunged toward the five-person patrol.

“Help me!!” Amok screamed at the top of his lungs, dispelling the invisibility magic covering his body.

Upon hearing his voice, the five figures stopped and turned silently toward him, appearing slightly surprised by his presence. Seeing the patrol acknowledge him, Amok flashed a joyful smile. He accelerated even further to reach the group.

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As he arrived before them, a very petite figure in the center of the group, who was not even half Amok’s height, slowly stepped out of the formation. She began to scrutinize the man before her. However, when she saw the Snownight Empire’s Royal Emblem on Amok’s bracer, the eyes beneath her black hood narrowed.

At the same time, a tall man beside the petite figure gripped the sword at his waist and spoke. “Who are you, and why have you come out of the Deepwinter Forest?”

Hearing the man’s question, Amok hurriedly replied, “D-don’t misunderstand! I have no hostile intent! I am from the Snownight Empire’s Royal Guard! I was conducting aerial reconnaissance! Quick, take me to the fortress! There’s an Abyssal Demon chasing me! I… I can’t die, I have vital information—”

“An Abyssal Demon? You said you were conducting aerial reconnaissance just now? Then, were you riding a wyvern?” The tall man’s voice sounded a bit strange.

“Y-yes.” Amok frowned, looking at the five people with growing suspicion. “Wait, h-how did you know that?!”

The four people standing before Amok looked at each other and smiled, as if they had remembered something amusing. While Amok stood there in bewilderment, the petite figure let out a cute, soft exclamation.

“Wow, he actually delivered himself right to us~”

‘A girl?!’

Upon hearing that adorable girl’s voice, Amok’s expression shifted to one of shock. He realized he had heard this voice before, from the intelligence officer’s reports! And the owner of this voice…

“You… you’re from the Blackrose Family…”

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Before Amok could finish his sentence, the petite figure suddenly raised her hand and pulled a massive iron hammer seemingly from thin air behind her! In the next instant, before Amok could react, the hammer swept across!

With a splash of blood, Amok’s head was directly hammered into mush…

His headless body shivered weakly before collapsing into the snow, blood pouring out and staining the surrounding area crimson. On the other side, due to the force of swinging the giant hammer, the petite figure’s hood was blown back, revealing a cute, expressionless face.

This adorable, supernaturally strong girl was naturally the commander of the Blackrose Family’s Autumn Fall Corps, Qiu Mingtong.

After smashing the Royal Guard member to death, Qiu Mingtong let out a long sigh of relief. She had to complete the mission Lady Yumo had assigned her. As a member of the Blackrose Family, it would be unacceptable to let Lady Yumo personally hunt someone down…

Glancing at Amok’s pulverized head, Qiu Mingtong’s eyes narrowed.

‘You saw what you shouldn’t have. Did you really think you could live? Heh.’

However, as if remembering something, she frowned slightly. “Wait? This person only had fifth tier strength. How did he evade the pursuit of that sixth tier slaughterer? And how did he stay hidden in the forest for so long?”

“It seems to be because of this cloak?” One of the black-robed knights voiced his confusion as he slowly pulled the white-gold cloak from Amok’s back. “This thing coated in bizarre runes seems to have an aura-masking effect? Hmm? This emblem? Commander, this person seems to be one of the Crown Prince’s men?”

“Hmm?” Qiu Mingtong looked at the cloak in her subordinate’s hand with complicated emotions. “Why is it that damn Chosen Son again? How does he always come up with these strange things…”

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The other Blackrose Family soldiers chimed in.

“Indeed.”

“They’re all quite rare items.”

“First it was the magic-powered guns and powered vehicles, then the Magic Fission Bombs, and now this cloak. I heard he’s recently building some kind of steel flying machine ¹ hmmm, could he also be another reincarnator? . Enmmm… the Crown Prince always manages to produce unusual things. I really don’t know how he thinks of them…”

After putting away her giant hammer, Qiu Mingtong took the cloak from her subordinate. After inspecting it for a moment, the girl spoke. “La Luo, take this back to the Duke first. If possible, find those long-eared ones from the Elven Race and ‘ask’ them to help analyze it.”

(Elven Race: ?)

“Understood,” the knight named La Luo replied respectfully as he took the cloak.

“Oh, right.” Qiu Mingtong called out to her departing subordinate as something else crossed her mind.

“What is it, Commander?”

“Mention it to the Duke. Ask if he can start the plan as soon as possible. We need to kill the Chosen Son before he completely spirals out of control…”