Chapitre 768: A Terrible Past
Axel was knocked out cold. His eyes were completely white. His face was drenched in blood. Cross, Sarah, Orion, Akashiri, Lucia, The Chameleon who was disguised as a fat man, and John dealt with the Malar guards and the lords and nobles. They had no choice but to kill the Malar guards. They only injured the lords and movies who decided to stay and fight. "You fucking murderous bastards!" yelled one of the lords. The Chameleon slowly walked up to the lord and kicked him in the face, knocking out three of his teeth. Blood gushed out of the lord's mouth. The lord was so furious he blocked out the pain.
"When I get out of this I will have mercenaries hit you down!" The Chameleon began laughing. He grabbed the lord by his neck and choked him until his eyes popped out his head. He tossed the lord's carcass to the side. " This terrified the other lords and nobles. Cross showed no remorse for any of them. They already killed many innocent people in their life. Everyone was trying to figure out a way to escape the City Council Auditorium. Suddenly a loud banging was heard coming from the front door. The Chameleon went to investigate. He had a lollipop in his mouth. "Who is it?!" This the war general of Malar, Lucas." Does it look like I give a fuck?!" " What do you want?!"
"I will only ask you and your partners this once." "Free the hostages or else." " Or else what?!" yelled The Chameleon. Suddenly the door was sliced in half. Behind Lucas stood over 1,000 Malar guards who all were equipped with heavy armour and dozens of weapons. Lucas carried a double edge sword, acquiring the power level of 1.4 trillion. Lucas quickly sprinted towards The Chameleon, catching him off guard, he sliced off his head, splattering blood everywhere. The Chameleon"s body dropped on the ground like a bag of cement. Lucas began smiling as he wiped The Chameleon"s blood from his double-edged sword.
"Do you all want to give up or die like your friend?" asked Lucas. Cross would never give up. The Malar general and the Malar guards came to assist Axel. Axel looked to the side and saw Axel knocked out unconscious. Lucas sucked his teeth and grabbed the middle of his double-edged sword. He started to unscrew it, turning it into two separate swords. Akashiri stepped in front of Cross and told him he would take care of Lucas. Cross, Jesse, Sarah, Orion, Lucia, John, and Olivia would take care of the guards outside leaving the Akashiri and Lucas alone. Both of them were skilled swordsmen. However one of them had way more training and experience.
Akashiri slowly unleashed his incredibly sharpen sword from its sheath, tossing the sheath to the side. "I sense no fear coming off of you." "You have a lot of experience." "I must not take you lightly." Lucas was 6'5 and weighed 220 pounds. He was 50 years old. His hair was black with small sights of grey. He had many scars on his chest. Since he was 6 years old he was a slave and servant working for The Royal Elven Kingdom. One day a revolt occurred. Even though most of the revolters were captured and killed off, some of them escaped. He made his way to The City Of Malar and joined the military working his way up to become a general.
He was trained by Admiral Kim. Eventually, he ended up training himself. Lucas leaped towards Akashiri clashing his swords, with Akashiri"s sword. Akashiri headbutted Lucas. Blood gushed out of his head, causing him to be stunned. Lucas recovered at the last moment when Akashiri was about to get stabbed. He managed to roll away from Akashiri. He threw both his swords at Akashiri. Akashiri parried the two swords, quickly stabbing Lucas in the chest. Lucas coughed up a mouthful of blood. He collapsed on his knees. His vision was failing him. He began flashing back.
46 years ago.. 12 miles away from The Royal Elven Kingdom.
Lucas, mother, Alexis, and his older brother Max were being chased by Elven guards. They were nearly out of breath. They were tired, thirsty, and hungry. They hid behind a huge log. They were the only revolters who hadn't been captured or killed. However, even though they were 12 miles away from The Elven Kingdom, they were being chased by Elven guards. Alexis had been shot in the leg with a bolt from a crossbow. She could barely run. The only thing that had to defend themselves was a pipe that was kept in Max's position. Lucas was frightened.
Even though he was beaten with a whip every day since he was the age of 4, this had been the most terrifying experience yet. He was behind hunt down as if he was an animal. "Mother," said Max. " You know what I have to do." "No!" "You will get yourself killed!" "You and Lucas must live." Max stood on his feet clutching the pipe in his hand tightly. He began screaming and yelling. He was a diversion. "Go now!" yelled Max. Lucas and Alexis quickly ran away from the log into the tall grass. "Here I am your son of pigs!" yelled Max. As Max was about to sprint toward one of the Elven guards, an arrow was fired into his neck. Max began staggering. He collapsed on his knees. "Live on my family..." Two more arrows were fired after Max. One landed in his chest, the other one landed in his head. Max died instantly. Alexis and Lucas began hiding in the tall grass. Nighttime had fallen.
The Elven guards had torches. "Come out now and we might not kill you!" yelled one of the Elven guards," Alexis told Lucas to be quite. "Your smell will draw you out, slaves!" Alexis decided to give herself up. She was already injured. "Lucas listen to me." "You must live on." Lucas began crying. "Mother no!" "You can live on to!" "Max already gave up his life!" Alexis began smiling. She hugged Lucas and stood up from the tall grass.
One of the Elven guards spotted her. She began running as fast as she could even with an injured leg. The Elven guard that stopped her began smiling. The Elven guard loaded his crossbow with a bolt. He aimed at Alexis"s back. He squeezed the trigger of his crossbow, unleashing the bolt that pierced through Alexis"s back and chest. She vomited up blood, collapsing on her knees, dying instantly. "I got the last one!" yelled the guard. "Good." "Burn the body and let's leave this place." Lucas snapped back into the present time. His face was on the ground. He was dead. He could now join his father, mother, and brother.
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