Age of Heroes (Age of Heroes Chronicles) - Chapter 638

Giovanni widened his eyes. And the people on the wall that could see this battle also look at it with shock.

For the Edenian soldiers, it was like they were seeing Mages who control the power of the Elements fighting. But for the tribespeople, they know what the meaning of the fire.

It is the ability of the Arakians, the tribe who worship Eremetheus who had been touched by flames.

Some people however knows that Varnikar is not of the Arakian tribes.

They know of Varnikar because of how famous he is and how he is said to be blessed by the Gods.

To them, the reason why he could use fire which is the abilities of the Arakians is because of the blessings of the Gods.

It is always rumored that Varnikar possess many abilities as the sign of him being blessed.

The flames are dark red and as the fist collide with the blade light, the blade light exploded into motes of light

‘Shit!’ Giovanni cursed under the breath

The flames also exploded, creating a shockwave that is fierce and violent and sweeps all across the area.

Arial at this time sense that an energy is coming toward him. He quickly jumps up in the air and glide away, not being affected by the radius of the shockwave.

Giovanni on the other hand, waves his blade at the oncoming shockwave and blade shadows filled the area.

Like the shockwave itself, the blade shadow is also fierce, cutting through the force and neutralizing its effect.

But Giovanni was forced ten steps backwards, each of his step leave deep marks on the ground.

Giovanni gritted his teeth as his hand still felt numb.

His entire body is trembling in pain and the waves of energy that is sweeping inside his body right now makes him feels like someone is hitting him inside his body

There is also the heat he felt. His body felt like he is being washed by fire.  It was like he was hit by an avalanche of incoming rushes of stones.

The webbing on his hand is bleeding and his entire body seems to be in great pressure. The armor he wears had cracks on it.

And for a moment after his armor seems to shines bright like it was quenched by fire. It was at that time when the heat spreads out inside his body.

And all it took was one punch.

It was like he was facing a gulf of energy that is never ending.

That is what he felt when his energy clashed with the energy of that old man. It is not internal energy but it almost seems like the energy that is all around him oppressing him.

Giovanni do not know how to handle such a man.

His entire body felt like it is about to burst out.

Giovanni takes a few breath as he circulates his inner energy in his body trying to dispel the heat that is growing inside his body.

The area around them is also affected because of the heat thought it slowly reverted back to normal.

‘Can you still fight…. boy?’ Varnikar asked as he just stands there, standing straight like a mountain.

The fire on his hand slowly fizzles outs

And then he Varnikar laughed.

His laugh is very boisterous, and slowly his voice seems to reverberates across the plains and Giovanni had to close his ears with his bleeding hand.

‘HAHAHAHA!’ the sound seems to echoes louder each time. Even the people on the wall could listen to the laugh.

The ground underneath Varnikar feet depressed one feet deep as there is a wavelike energy rolling forward like some kind of fierce wild waves of the sea.

And it is concentrated toward Giovanni.

Giovanni felt like he is surrounded by the sound of the laugh.

But instead of hearing a laugh, what he is hearing is loud noises that is getting louder and louder in his ears.

It is like something in his ears is about to explode because of the pressure of the sound.

‘I could not take it anymore’ Giovanni decided to attack the old man again. He felt like his head is about to explode. He could not bear it anymore.

His eyes which had already return to normal become red again.

ROAR!!!

A sudden roars dispel the reverberating waves of sound and Varnikar stopped laughing. The pressure that is around Giovanni body also fizzled out

The roar sounds like the roars of a dragon.

‘You are worthy’ there is a voice echoing all around the area as Arial jump from his position and glide down toward Giovanni side.

He looks at Varnikar and there is a smile on his face.

‘Giovanni, step back. It seems that this person is not without abilities’ Giovanni nodded.

He had try and he come with great momentum. But this old man is an abnormal person. One punch is enough to break the situation.

He felt disappointed in himself but he already done all he could to try to keep the Emperor from harm

Giovanni walk toward the other side of the bridge but Arial shakes his head.

‘We should honor him. I have already accepted his duel. Doing this kind of thing would only make me appear weak’

‘My lord…I’

Arial raise on of his finger and Giovanni understood and sighed. he closes his eyes and then opening it back, like he was making a hard decision he jump back on his horse and ride back toward the gate.

Varnikar looking at this was quite surprised.

‘It seems you are also a man of honor’ Arial however shakes his head

‘I dare not say that I am an honorable man. I am just confident of my victory’

‘Arrogance had always lead great men to ruins’ Varnikar reply.

‘We will know whether I am arrogant or confident in just a while’

They did not immediately fight each other. Varnikar wanted to know this man, this foreign man from a foreign land with white hair and blue eyes.

White hair usually only could be seen on old people. But the whites on the hair of this foreign monarch is not the whiteness that comes with age.

It had that trace of silvery hue, a white snow. And his blue eyes are like the sky itself, clear and mesmerizing

He tries to see the sign of Asrana on this person. But the divines have always made it hard for people to distinguish between the real and fake.

They both did not immediately attack each other. Arial seems to be at ease, not appearing like he is about to attack suddenly

Varnikar is blessed by the deities from the moment he was born. His strength, his abilities, all of this is bestowed toward him for a purpose.

He had once meditated under a waterfall. He meditated and one day, he fell asleep. And he dreams.

And in his dream he was in this garden, where every colors seems to exist.

The flowers were beautiful, the clouds seem vast and expansive with colors streaming and flowing up there.

There he saw the most beautiful of Goddess, Amara the Goddess of Love. He did not understand it back then but the appearance of Amara change depending on who is seeing her.

As she is the Goddess of Love everything that you love, everything that seems to reflect beauty is embedded in the appearance of the Goddess.

To him, the appearance of Amara is the appearance of a Goddess that makes his heart beats like no other.

Infatuation, possessiveness, obsession, all of this emotions threatens to overwhelm his common sense in that moment

That alone is shocking because Varnikar since he was young had trained himself to endure hardship, and push away temptation.

In that dream she did not say anything but she floated to him and pointed to his forehead and all kinds of knowledge come into his mind and he was awake.

He is given the blessing of all the Thirteen tribes.