Bab 222: [223] A crueler world.

[Alexander Wrights POV]

I can feel it...

As I slash through the monsters of this corrupted land, As I slit their throats and kill them..

I can feel it...

The corruption, The wrath within my blood...Festul's wrath.

I can hear the woes of the corrupted wind, the cries of the sky.

The corruption in the land.

I must purify it.

'I will purify it.'

I thought, as I continued to fight...until my last breath.

{Yes, You will.}

I can hear Festul's voice, The voice of the manifestation of my bloodline's owner...Someone who appeared randomly quite a while back.

{Feel The wrath of the wind. Feel the sorrow of the skies, Manifest their rage, Manifest Nature's rage and become the emperor.}

His archaic voice seemed to awaken something within me and my blood.

I could feel the wrath of the wind...the sorrow of the skies...as Lightning manifested around my figure.

{I will help you this time, Remember this Technique.}