章 153: Original

Helas wandered the city for two hours, his body torn to shreds and covered in blood.

Yet, with the last ounce of strength still in his body, he made his way back to the city center.

There, he sat down on the ledge of a giant statue no smaller than 40 feet in height.

The statue was made of bronze, and it looked to be of a previous lrax. The lrax statue held a large cup into the air and was clad in tribal armor.

As thousands gathered around the city center, Helas spoke while staring at the ground.

"Black..." He uttered through the pain, "He was a horribly cunning man." As soon as he said those words, his pupils gleaned in a bright red for only a couple of seconds.

During this time, he exclaimed in pain, his chest sticking out as he squeezed his eyes shut.

Seeing this, Tyr furrowed his brows in confusion, 'Red eyes and pain after insulting Black...?' He was a bit thrown off.