Chapter 44 (1)

Chapter 44 (1)

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Maeves slow and deliberate steps illuminated by a red torch, captivated the attention of everyone. All eyes were on her.

Halt! Stop her! Protect His Majesty!

One of the knights shouted, but no one rushed towards her recklessly, even with certain death looming before them. Few were capable of standing against certain death.

In the grip of terror, they couldnt divert their gaze from Maeve, so they didnt notice Ian sprinting beside them, lowering his posture.

Just one of them.

A tingling sensation shot through his fingers, and the hatred from the swamp extended his arm, aiming its maw at a nearby underling of chaos.

Without paying any attention, Ian moved on to his next target.

Suddenly, he thought of Lucia, whom he had left behind at the mansion with Philip and Miguel. The girl who hadnt shown fear even in the face of gruesome scenes. But her gaze had been as desperate as a plea, begging him not to forget her request.

This is why I cant stand kids.

Thinking this, Ian gazed at the noblemen who had approached him. As if sensing his approach at last, the mans eyes widened.

Thunk-!

Ians grip was already around the mans face. Part of the chaotic power intertwined with his grip flowed through the mans eyes, nose, and mouth. A minimal amount.

I hope this has an effect.

As he thought this, Ian hurled the man towards Maeve.

Urgh?!

Kyaa!

The tumbling nobleman fell near Maeve and her soldiers. Amidst the panic, a brief scream erupted from the refugees.

The gaze of the soldiers and Maeve, who had been either advancing or at a standstill, turned back to the fallen nobleman.

Ugh Ku Kuk?

His trembling hands as he tried to rise from the ground were a sign of what was to come. Purple and violet veins emerged across his body, muscles twisting and bulging.

Mutation?

One of the soldiers muttered as the nobleman convulsed. With an agonizing cry, the convulsing figure contorted his face.

Ugh- Ahh- Evil-!

Aaaaahhh-!

It lunged at Maeve, spreading its arms and tentacles.

Power finally entered Maeves grip holding the sword.

Pfff-

A red crescent moon swept over the fallen.

The guy whose upper body was cut in half at an angle collapsed at the speed at which he charged.

With black blood and intestines splattered everywhere.

Thuk-

With her left hand, Maeve grabbed the head of the fallen who was falling toward her, and tightened her grip.

As the head exploded, red divine power burned in his grip.

All the emotions that had been suppressed so far swirled in Maeves eyes as she grabbed the limp corpse.

The light in his eyes leaked through the face shield and shook violently.

Ah Ahhh. Aaaaagh-!

The mixed scream of various emotions. The remaining soldiers were slowly transforming into terror-stricken faces.

Ugh Ugh Ugh

The swamp curse was pulling the troubled nobleman into an even deeper state of chaos.

Ian, who had thrown another Fallen earlier, was once again witnessing the rebirth of a distorted form, a mishmash of limbs. The chaotic appearance revealed their inability to control the chaotic power within them.

Splat-

Throwing aside the body he held, Maeve lunged at the group.

The red divine power clinging to her body scattered traces through the air.

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