33 Risen#re - Chapter 372

Lirian stood atop the wall and sighed, ‘This battle was so not apart of the plan, but when they were so close and had me surrounded again, I couldn’t help myself,’ he thought bitterly.

‘Well hopefully that old man can make a breakthrough, then things will get interesting again,’ he thought with a heart full of hope.

Lirian turned his attention back to the matter at hand, he had promised Liberia a sign to show that it was time for her to convince the other minor nobles to leave.

But now he was slightly worried, the fact was that he ended up creating sensations, that were bound to be read as a sign.

First there was the yellow commit known as Rupid, then the fire display, by all means what was supposed to be the sign had turned out to be a little underwhelming in comparison.

‘Oh well, I suppose that it will still send a message across,’ Lirian thought with a shrug of his shoulders, at that moment Stanley blinked his eyes open, finally returning to the land of the conscious.

“You-urgh,” Stanley groaned in pain as he looked at Lirian, his throat was still swollen to thrice its size, which made it difficult for him to speak.

Stanley soon noticed that he was in the air, being held a few feet from the ground by some spell, “Unhangd me atg, once,” he said and struggled in in the air, his legs kicked around like a toddlers, only it wasn’t a cute sight to witness.

‘He really is a repulsive creature,’ Izlandi said to Lirian through the mental link, and the disgust was carried in her thoughts.

Lirian had to agree, his actions were completely unsightly, and unbecoming of a person with a high status.

“Relgease me atg once, or my fargher… will showg you… no mercy,” Stanley stammered on, while flailing his hands in anger.

“Sorry I know many languages, but I still struggle to comprehend stupid,” Lirian said with a shrug, “Now it’s time for you to become a message,” Lirian said.

“Do you have any last words?” he asked.

Stanley froze, “Last words?” he muttered stupidly.

Lirian sighed, “Of course it’s something stupid,’ he said and messaged the bridge between his brows, “I see that my titling of you as ‘Dumbass of all Dumbasses’ was spot on,” he said.

“Now then, I promised that man that I would give you a most horrific death,” Lirian muttered.

Suddenly Stanley felt all his ability to move vanish, all his freedom was suddenly sealed, and his hands were pulled apart to either side of his body, his every muscle was strained, and his bones creaked under the pressure.

He watched with trembling eye’s as Lirian swung the spear in his hand, Stanley thought it was coming for his head, but in the next moment he wished that it did.

His loins started to burn and a wretched pain tore through his entire body as his manhood fell down to the ground in a bloody heap.

“ARGGGHHH” his howls ripped through the early morning air, yet no matter how much he howled, no matter how much he wished for the pain to end, it wouldn’t stop, and no one came to his aide.

Minutes past before he lost almost all sensation in his body, his eyes fell down to ruined item that was apart of him, and his eyes seemed to fade, losing all hope, even if he survived now he couldn’t imagine what he would live for.

As he looked at his severed manhood it started to float up to his face, “Your very attached to it, so don’t worry, I won’t keep you separated,” he heard Lirian mutter softly.

‘It feels like my energy is being dirtied just by doing this,’ Lirian thought, “Let just get this done as quickly as possible.”

Five ballista bolts suddenly flew over to Lirian and in the next second he positioned Stanley against the wall, a few feet above the gate.

Four of the bolts went flying with the greatest force Lirian could muster, they tore through Stanley’s palms and legs with ease, and crucified him against the walls.

Even with Lirian’s full power used, not more than half of the 3 feet long bolts was able to penetrate the solid stone walls, that were infused with dwarven blood.

‘Truly good workmanship,’ Lirian praised as he released a great amount of silver energy into the structure.

The entire wall glowed silver for a second, it was much brighter than the last time Lirian did such a thing, that was mainly due to his power being at its full.

But then the silver light went out and the wall seemed exactly the same as it had been before, Lirian felt completely drained, once he was done, but then he activated ‘Conduit’ and rapidly all the energy that was generated from the clash of the ’34 rune of fire’ rushed towards him and was absorbed, there was so much energy in their that his energy was almost fully restored.

Then there was movement in the city, Lirian found that Rupid was climbing out of the rubble, albeit very slowly and his every movement seemed pained.

He took small steps forward as blood seeped out from his wounds, he held a hand outstretched at Stanley, “M..my son,” he muttered as he looked at the horrible condition of Stanley.

Stanley’s body had grown numb to all the pain and he was gradually accepting coming to terms with his death, but that was when he saw his father, and disbelieve covered his face.

Until then he was so busy trying to threaten Lirian, then he was tortured, he didn’t know what had happened, but as he looked at his father’s beaten and battered body, he felt a pain he couldn’t describe.

“Fagher… save me,” he croaked out, it was merely a cry of desperation, but it seemed to give his father the push he needed.

Rupid leapt into the air with the last bits of his strength, some how he found the strength to jump as high as the walls themselves

But as he approached his son and was just a few feet away he felt like he hit a steel barrier that held him in place.

“You,” Rupid groaned through clenched teeth looking at Lirian with eyes full of hate.

“I left a note after I kidnapped your daughter,” Lirian said without a care for Rupid’s current emotions.

“But since things have reached such a state, I guess I’ll say it here and now,” Lirian said and started to sum up what he wrote in that note.

“You are to open all the cities gates, and you will offer safe passage to every person who wishes to leave,”

“If so much as a single bolt is fired or a single person is killed, the same fate that is about to befall your son will befall your daughter,” Lirian said summing up what he wrote.

Rupid’s eyes flashed with anger and grief, this was a complete check mate no matter what he chose to do he was likely doomed, all his centuries of plotting and effort, were all turned into waste.

Then Lirian waved his hand and Rupid went crashing back to the ground and was forced to watch as Lirian brought Stanley’s manhood before his face and released that final bolt.

“Fagher…” Stanley cried out as the bolt pinned his manhood to his forehead and pierced through his skull, drilling all the way into the wall.

“If you fulfil your end of the deal, your daughter will be returned unharmed,” Lirian left those words behind and vanished from the walls with Izlandi.