Rise Of Destruction - Chapter 9

‘It’s been six months and I have reached only the late stage of the second level in the Initial Stage…It’s good that I have reached an understanding of some skills, on the level of initial…’ Thought Amon as he stood by the fire during the night, grilling around ten arms sized fishes.

He was no longer skinny but was now fit. His body had been tempered and is still being, every time he was practising.

For six months in the forest, hunting and killing had become usual for him. Also, there was still no humans around and Amon didn’t want to leave this place at the very least.

His understanding of some skills was at the initial stage of learning and he wanted to master all of them. For now, he had a good understanding of [Fiery Claw], [Carving Kicks] and [Fire Palm Blast]. In his mind, he had other arts which he remembered but couldn’t practise as his weapons couldn’t channel energy.

While going back to sleep Amon was thinking what he should do tomorrow. He was tired of eating fish every day and in the end, he decided to go for a small hunt. There should be other animals in the perimeter.

The night passed and the Sun was rising again. Amon, as usual, woke up early and practised a bit before taking his staff. It was time to do what he had decided yesterday before going to sleep.

As he was used to the forest, at least this area, he could hardly get lost so he wasn’t worried about losing himself.

Soon he found tracks of a deer and decided to follow them. Hours passed and he couldn’t find anything. Eating a small fruit, Amon was thinking on whether he should go back or continue following the tracks of the ‘deer’

‘Crack’

Something or someone was behind him. Amon threw the unfinished fruit and hid in the bush. Seeing that something was coming violently in his direction, he jumped and smashed with his staff.

Staying here for six months had changed him. Attacking like that didn’t seem wrong to him, rather it felt logical and a simple thing to do.

To Amon’s surprise, his opponent was a human. An ugly fat, dirty man with a few golden teeth. Amon still did not lower his guard as he hadn’t managed to knock out with this strike.

“Ke-ke Boy, give me your possessions and surrender to me!” The man didn’t seem to understand his position. He was either stupid or strong, Amon supposed it was the former.

“Surrender? To you? I will end your lowly life!’ Amon responded and he meant it. Killing a human, for him, that was an unknown action and feeling but he didn’t think that it would be any different than an animal or a beast.

Stabbing towards the man’s Adam apple Amon advanced forward. The man in return blocked with a rapier and although he couldn’t match Amon’s staff techniques, he could block them.

The two of them fought for a long time and Amon decided to end this fight as he advanced forward and gave the man a [Carving Kick]. Following by a ‘thud’ sound, the man fell on his butt, his back hitting a tree, resulting in him splitting more blood.

Amon’s opponent was done for. Walking close to him, Amon was about to deal a finishing blow when he heard cracking sounds behind him. Turning back, he had to dodge and defend against a few rapiers and spears.

His new enemies were probably in the same group as the fat man as some of them had features identical to his. The golden tooth would be an example of that, and also the ugliness.

Amon was constantly dodging and rarely had the chance to deal a blow. Just as he turned around to run, he hit his head in the tree. This resulted in a few fruits falling by the blacked out on the ground Amon.

” What are we doing with that idiot kid boss?” Asked one of the men as he looked towards the most neatly dressed one in the group. ” He gave us a lot of trouble, let me think about it…” After a few minutes, the man finally gave his orders.

“This kid can fight, we can sell him for a high price. Tie him up and let’s go!” After saying that the neatly dressed man walked towards his subordinate who was bringing the horses on the leash, and jumped on his ride.

They rode for around six hours and every time Amon was about to wake up, they would hit him with a stick or something round but not sharp, and make him black out again.

Amon didn’t even have the time to blame himself for his idiocy as he was always hit. There was a blue spot on his forehead and the neatly dressed man saw it.

“Don’t damage him! Hit him somewhere else on the head! We will arrive in Pompeii City soon.”

They continued on their journey and soon entered a glorious city, which Amon would’ve found beautiful, sadly he was sleeping even when he was sold for three hundred silver coins.

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Waking up Amon felt a bit headache and could hear lots of noise. Looking around he found himself to be in shoulder pads, leg guards and arm guards with a spear leaning on his left side. There was also a headband on his forehead and a small calabash with water next to him.

He didn’t know where he was, well he did, he was in a cage, but not in which city or kingdom! He could see through the cage that it was sunny outside, but he could not see anything but the sky, it was sealed by wood.

Drinking up the water in the calabash Amon heard someone violently banging on the door.

“Psst! What’s your name slave?” Asked someone hurried tone.

“Who are you calling slave?!?” Amon was angry, he could understand what might have happened while he was asleep. He was a servant once but he never expected to be degraded to a slave.

“Tell me fast!” Urged the voice. “My name is Amon” Said Amon with gritted teeth.

“Amon?!? What a crappy name! Not gonna earn much with it…” After that, the person shut up and only his walking away could be heard. “Hey, wait! Where am I?” Asked Amon as he rushed towards the door, causing it to shake a bit.

To his surprise, the door opened bit by bit and just as he was about to see what was outside he was blinded by the sunshine. He could only hear cheers.

“Ladies and Gentlemen! Today a group will face the Purple Scaled Panther! I introduce you our last participant and also our new gladiator, Amonelius!”