Supreme Master In The Apocalypse - Chapter 90 The First Trial

“Can he handle this?” Celeste worriedly asked as she handed Thalie the extract of the golden apple. It was a golden liquid with white particles on it, looking like shimmers.

“We have no choice…” Thalia took a deep breath as she closed her eyes. She brought the cup closer to her mouth and breathed on it.

“With this holy breath, you shall be saved” she uttered before mixing the cup with a spoon. She glanced over at Celeste before nodding her head. “Help me quickly.” she commanded before taking a seat on the side of Hugo’s bed.

The leaf on Hugo’s life tree was slowly withering away. It doesn’t mean that he went back in time, then he can’t die already. Hugo was just a normal being even with his powers.

Celeste still looked hesitant about what Thalia was asking her to do. “Y-Your Highness…” she breathed out. Her feet were still in their original position, not even taking a slight move.

“This is an order, Celeste.” Thalia firmly said. She had no choice but to use her authority or else, Celeste wouldn’t really move.

They need to save Hugo at this instant as he still wasn’t finished with his purpose in life. It will be a pity for him to just die this soon without finishing his mission.

Those who died with unfinished business on earth would not be able to enter Heaven. They will be just souls wandering on the streets.

She didn’t want that to happen to Hugo.

“Yes, your highness.” Without a choice, Celeste marched forward towards Thalia. She just sighed before helping her on making Hugo sit.

Celeste was the one who kept Hugo in position while Thalia focused on making him drink the extract of the golden apple.

“This will make him a candidate for a future God.” Celeste reminded her. “He will need to prove himself in multiple ways before he can get the golden leaf.”

‘”I know that.” Thalia’s brows shot up when she felt like Celeste wasn’t supporting her decision.

“You know that we can’t interfere with human’s life right?” Celeste paused for a while. She was eyeing Thalia, trying to know how she will react before continuing. When she saw that Thalia was just looking at her , she decided to continue. “Then why are you doing this?”

Thalia just smiled at Celeste. “You must have been curious on why I am doing this. But trust me when I say that thai is for the better.”

When Celeste fell into silence, Thalia decided to contine what she was doing. She grabbed the spoon and fed it to Hugo, not wasting any juice.

‘I hope you get well soon,’ she uttered her mind before standing up. “Let’s go now, Thalia. Let him rest. He will need it for the first trial.”

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“A-A zombie!”

Hugo’s eyes widened when the child from earlier started moving into his. He tried using his powers to stop the time, but to no avail, he couldn’t do it after trying for so long.

“Don’t tell me this is really hell?” His eyes widened. ‘But I saved a lot of lives so why am I here?’

The only thing that Hugo could do was run as far as he can..When he tried to look back he saw that the zombie was near his place already. So the only thing that he could do was use his arms to shield himself from the bite.

But the bite and the pain that he was expecting didn’t come. His body glowed with a golden color from behind. The zombie that was in his front earlier vanished in an instant. Even the place where he was currently at, changed.

‘Where am I?’ That was the first thing that came into Hugo’s mind as he looked around. He could see just complete darkness, however, this was different from before. The coldness that he felt made his body shiver.

Dark, Cold, and lonely, that’s what he was currently feeling right now. The hidden loneliness he had always felt in the past even if his family were there beside him.

“Hello?”

“Hello? Is somebody there?!”

Hugo shouted, hoping for something to pop out like the zombie. But despite his efforts, he was stuck in the same place. All he can hear was the endless voice echoing in the darkness, yearning for hope to show up and save him as he was currently powerless.

“Once I get my power I will get back to the one who placed me here!” He furiously declared. His jaw clenched.

The feeling was bearable, yet suffocating. Hugo glanced over the side, anticipating a solution, a way to leave this darkness. But to his disappointment, he found nothing. All he found was the cold air, passing through his body as if they were one

.

A blinding light went up, depriving Hugo’s vision. His hands went up in the air, placing them on top of his eyes to protect them. The light was too much to take in. When the light became bearable, Hugo slowly lowered his hand, seeing a ball of light dancing in the air.

Hugo was curious about the sudden light. He didn’t notice that his two feet were slowly walking to nowhere. He followed the light, only to see that he was not in a place full of darkness anymore.

“Who are you?” Hugo shouted when he saw someone walking from afar.

The place was old and rusty. Hugo, with his vision, can see spiders on the side walking on their own made webs. His body shivered. The coldness of the place was still there, as if not leaving him alone.

He looked over his clothes when Hugo noticed that it changed. The clothes that were on his body, was not the one he was wearing when he got shot at the amusement park.

Now he was wearing colored white clothes that were open on the side, showing the side of his body. It looked like one of those greek costume that gods were supposed to be wearing.

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“Is this the outfit in hell?” That was the only thing he could think of. “Well, at least they know fashion.’

“Hey!” Hugo called again, wanting to get the man attention who suddenly passed by him. But to no avail, the man just walks straight, not even bothering to look in his direction.

“Argh!” Hugo groaned in frustration, gathering up the bottom part of his clothes since they were too baggy. He didn’t even know where did he get all these clothes.

Hugo followed the man’s steps. He was already half running even if it was hard for him to do so, as the ground was quite rocky and unstable. The man arrived at an abandoned mansion that was made out of old-looking wood. Half of it was already starting to break due to its oldness.

He followed the man as he walks in, straight ahead. But Hugo’s forehead met halfway. A black crescent of a moon was tattooed on the man’s neck. It looks like the tattoo was just recently embedded in its skin.

Going up to the second floor, Hugo noticed a painting hanging on the corner. It was painting with a tree in its fruits. ‘It’s quite odd for an apple tree painting to be here’ he muttered.

He saw that the tree was much bigger compared to the normal. “What’s with this painting?” He sighed. “And the alignment is not strait.” He pointed out that since the frame was hanging on the side, disoriented. He looked at the painting in disbelief.

“AHHHHH!!!”

Hugo’s heart skipped a beat when he heard a familiar voice shouting in pain. His feet start to take fast steps that turned into a run just to get to the 2nd floor quickly.

His brows rose in a surprised arc. With his lips pinched together in a hard line, he saw herself. It was his voice that shouted. “What is happening…” he breathed out since it was quite impossible for him to see himself much more to shout when he was talking to himself earlier.

Overwhelmed, he stood frozen in place.

The man who looked like him was on the floor, with bent bent knees. But what intrigued Hugo was when another man suddenly appeared on the side with a pair of gloves and a syringe in his hands.

Multiple people in doctors’ and scientists’ clothes gathered, making a circle out of his look alike.

His mouth gasped when he saw how they mercilessly dragged the body outside after they injected the syringe. It was soon followed by the crying faces of the family.

“…”

*Beep *Beep *Beep

A man was lying down unconscious on the hospital bed when a beeping sound sounded. It indicates that there was a problem with one’s heartbeat. Either it was because of irregularity or it already stopped beating.

The tears on Verda’s face continuously streamed down. She got up quickly when doctors and nurses started gathering in their room in a panic.

“Please go to the side Mrs,” a nurse wet to her direction and guided her on the side as the rest went to Hugo’s body, checking it.

“What is happening?”