33 Risen#re - Chapter 365

Lirian threw the unconscious and wrapped up Stanley and held him the air with telekinesis as far Lirian was concerned the more distance he put between himself and Stanley the better.

Then for good measure he let the ‘Flames of Nirvana’ lick over his hands, to clean all the filth, he didn’t know what sort of filth spread from Stanley’s body and he wasn’t taking any chances.

With that done Lirian held the sword ready and walked to the door, now that Stanley was being held by him, there was no way for him sneak around unnoticed, even with his guard uniform.

Lirian whished that he could use his charm to get out of this situation, but the ability that it gave him to be deified, was only effective on regular mortals, the novices could be charmed, but it took time and effort and it still wouldn’t be as powerful as when he used it against regular mortals.

Currently far too many novices were busy patrolling for his charm to work its magic.

Lirian peered through the walls with ‘Gods Gaze’ and located his next target, she was close by just a few corridors away, it wouldn’t take long to reach her.

Lirian quickly formulated a plan to reach her as quickly as possible, and after a second he chuckled.

The door opened and Lirian went running out with Stanley trailing behind him the air, it was like a teether ran from the floating bundle and was drawn towards Lirian.

Lirian rushed towards the closest guards with his charm at full power when he reached the first regular guard the guard immediately fell under his spell.

“Attack all novices,” Lirian ordered and so his word was obeyed.

Lirian rushed through the corridors creating mayhem within the walls of the keep, when he ran passed ordinary guards he gave them but one command and that command led to total chaos.

The novices could easily kill the guards who were attacking them of course, at first they thought that it was traitors, but soon they noticed that it wasn’t a select few that were attacking but rather all of them.

They realised that something wasn’t right, as crazy as it seemed to them it appeared that their people were being controlled.

The knowledge however did little to help them, in fact it only caused them more harm, because they started to hesitate with their attacks, and instead of fighting offensively, they started to fight defensively.

Lirian ran through the chaos infected halls, weaving through the madness, and occasionally killed the novices who got into his way until finally he reached the corridor that was his destination.

There were four adapts guarding the door, acting as a final barrier, but Lirian wasn’t concerned with them rather he was paying careful attention to his surroundings, the Kurt family ancestor was still hiding somewhere and Lirian was no longer ruling out the possibility of him owning some item that was capable of hiding his presence.

Lirian was keeping a careful eye for him, because a surprise attack from was capable of severely injuring Lirian.

Also Lirian was keeping another eye out on those three bright green adapts in his vision, by now they definitely heard the commotion, but so far they remained unmoving in a room they shared.

Lirian ran through the final corridor and stopped before the four adept guards, as they pointed their weapons at Lirian.

Before they could move however Lirian opened the wrapped bundled hanging above him, “Move or I’ll snap his neck,” Lirian said coldly, he didn’t want to waste anymore time, dawn was fast approaching, he needed to be done before the sun rose up.

The guards looked at Stanley with their mouths aghast, then they gritted their teeth in anger as they looked between the heir to the family and the door they were guarding, it was an impossible decision for them.

But they had to choose, and before long all four stood firmly with their weapons aimed at Lirian.

Lirian nodded in acknowledgement of their decision, the death of Stanley would be troublesome for the house to overcome, there were many candidates to become the heir but amongst them Stanley was the best.

But they had no guarantee that Lirian would spare Stanley even if they obeyed.

“I suppose that her life and death could just as easily cause the end of your house as well, you can always find another heir if the family continues to exist, but there is no need for an heir if the family is no more, am I right?” Lirian said and stepped into confront the adapts.

The adapts were all close to the peak of their grade, they were the very best that House Kurt had to offer, amongst them there was even a man with long locks of white hair, and wrinkled skin that looked like parchment.

For an adept body cultivator to look so old they had to be approaching the end of their lives, and the man in question was a peak adapt.

Lirian moved forward as a spear was thrust his way, with a simple thought Lirian activated ‘Control’ and the area around him was suddenly subjected to his influence, with a thought the spear was knocked of course.

The adapt was clueless over what had happened to him it didn’t seem much like he was steered of course, but rather that his aim was somehow off, he couldn’t explain it, as for the others their eyes glinted with a strange light as it looked almost like he missed on purpose.

With the adapts distraction, Lirian swung his sword forward to cleave the man in half, but just then another woman threw herself in front of the attack and used her spear shaft to block the blow.

Under the force of the impact the sword in Lirian’s hands shattered, it was just an ordinary sword, in a fight of this level it was bound to break, but even if he was weapon less it didn’t mean that his attack was meaningless.

The woman spear shaft warped like a bow, and she couldn’t hold herself firm, she was lifted of her feet and smashed into the adapt she was trying to protect.

The two went flying back and crashed against the wall with a heavy thud.

But then the other two came at Lirian, the time bought by the other two didn’t go unrewarded, they bought enough time for the old man and the fourth adapt to deploy their aura.

The two slashed their swords at Lirian without delay their bodies and blades were coated with a layer of yellow aura, and it released a destructive might.

Lirian promptly deployed his own aura, that metallic purple glow emanated from his body and was filled with power.

His deployment was instantaneous like taking a simple breath, and despite being a novice his aura was twice as thick and powerful as theirs.

It simply came down to I.E.Q, Lirian as a third accord novice had and an I.E.Q of 4, while they as first accord adepts had an I.E.Q of 2, it was a world of difference.

The sword came rushing towards Lirian but Lirian raised a hand with the agility of a viper his hand darted forward, as the two sliced at Lirian their swords overlapped and Lirian targeted that spot.

His fingers clamped down on the blades and completely stopped their movement in its tracks.

The old man and the last adapt didn’t to believe their eyes as they saw what was happening, they placed both hands on the pummels of their swords and tried to push forward, but they were unable to move Lirian even an inch.

The pulled back on their sword, but it was all to the same result, they were completely unable to make Lirian budge, and that was when it happened, several cracks started to creak along the surface of the mystic grade blades.