Chapter 253 - Know Your Place (2)

Chapter 253 - Know Your Place (2)

“Gha... Argh...”

The tentacle pierced the soldier's neck with great force and lifted him up. He let out a pained groan as blood gushed from his neck, and moments later, he sagged lifelessly.

It was an outlandish sight.

The other soldiers froze at the grotesque scenery that unfolded right before their eyes. Nobody could move, and nobody could speak; fear paralyzed them.

“Ha-Hans...”

The soldier who had met with the terrible fate was Hans. One of the soldiers, appalled by the grisly way in which he died, pissed his pants, while another soldier was overcome by terror and collapsed to the ground.

“Tsk, tsk... With guards like you, anyone can easily get into the city.”

Thud!

The monster threw aside Hans from its tentacle as if spitting him out. But at that very moment, another soldier who was still standing screamed at the top of his lungs, “Hey, you damn monster!”

This soldier was perhaps the only one who retained some semblance of sanity. He grabbed his spear and charged at the monster. However, his movements looked foolish and absurdly slow to the monster.

“Huh?”

The monster didn’t say much; they just effortlessly dodged the spear thrown at them by tilting their head slightly to the side.

“Well, well, well... He’s still better than the other two on the ground, but...”

As the monster spat out Hans, the tentacles that had sprouted all over their face suddenly disappeared to reveal the face of a handsome man.

However, despite his handsome complexion, he was still a monster. While dodging the spear, the monster had clenched his fist, and now he hurled his fist as hard as he could at the soldier who was in midair, attacking.

Crack!

The monster got the soldier on his side. With this vicious strike, he managed to break four of the soldier’s ribs, leaving a deep dent in his armor. Following the heavy punch, the soldier went flying to one side, landing on the ground with a heavy thud and rolling away.

Crack!

The landing was so bad that the soldier had died instantly on impact, his neck contorted in a gruesome way. The monster didn’t even look in his direction; instead, he approached the two remaining soldiers while shaking his hands off.

“Hey, you two! I’ll spare one of you. Just decide quickly. Who wants to live?”

“Yes...? What, what kind of...?!”

The soldier who had pissed himself kept stuttering, which aggravated the monster.

Crack!

The monster swiftly struck the soldier in the neck with the edge of his palm, killing him instantly. Then, he furrowed his brow and asked in an irritated tone, “What do you mean, what? Can't you understand what I'm saying? Oh never mind, the poor little thing is dead now. Well then, you’re the only one left now. Go ahead and tell everyone the news. Narva, the apostle sent by the new god, is here.”

“Wha-what... What in the...!”

“Wow, this guy also doesn’t understand what I’m saying.”

With that, Narva slowly approached the soldier, who was shaking in fear to the point of nearly fainting, and looked into his eyes. Then, with his small pale hand, he instantly ripped off the soldier’s right ear.

“GHAAA!”

Narva threw the ear on the ground and whispered softly, “Get going.”

“Y-y-yes...!”

The soldier covered his wound with a pained groan and got up and wobbled his way toward the castle. His hands were trembling, barely moving, but his desperation to live forced him to move.

“How barbaric and puny, tsk!”

Narva took off his robe as he saw the soldier run, revealing a neat uniform similar to the ones Arthus and Dracan wore. He clasped his hands behind his back and approached the corpse of the soldier whose neck he had broken. He then ripped out his heart with his bare hands.

“...!”

Everyone looked at the sky only to see two chairs floating.

"Well, hello, hello!”

“Arthus...!”

The two people Henry had been searching for—Arthus and Dracan were each sitting on a chair, looking down at the others with their legs crossed.

“Dracan?”

The one who spoke up after Henry was Argus Druid, the head of the biology department of the Snow Spire. However, the Dracan that was in the air was nothing like the Dracan that all the school heads remembered.

“I see some familiar faces,” said Arthus casually. He kept descending with the chair until he reached the ground, looking everyone in the eyes.

As the two sides finally faced each other, Arthus was the first to speak. He put his hands together and said cheerily, “I’m surprised the news traveled this fast. It’s only been a few hours since I’ve sent my apostles off.”

“Apostles...? What are you talking about?”

"Huh? Didn’t you come here after hearing the words of the apostles I sent?”

Henry frowned in confusion as he had no idea what Arthus was talking about. On the other hand, Arthus couldn’t help but smile as he quickly realized that Henry and his people hadn’t received the presents he had prepared for them yet.

Arthus kept smiling with his hands clasped together as he continued, “Well, it seems like you tracked me down here some other way. Hehe, no matter the method, I’ll give it to you for finding me within a couple of days. Wait, I’m not sure this was actually difficult for the sole disciple of Henry Morris.”

“What did you just say...!”

“Arthus!”

Seeing how casually and arrogantly Arthus spoke to them, Balak could no longer contain his anger and threw his Black Punisher at Arthus.

Swoosh!

The Black Punisher flew toward Arthus with a fierce, slicing sound, cleaving through the air.

However...

“...!”

The Black Punisher went straight through Arthus, as if he were a mere apparition, shattering the chair behind him. Everyone on the ground was surprised at what had happened in front of their eyes.

“Isn’t... Isn’t that power...!

Herarion was the most surprised among the group of warriors, and Saint Irenae was almost as baffled as him.

“Well, well, I thought you looked familiar. Balak, I’m very disappointed in you. I didn’t think you’d betray me and side with Henry so fast...”

“How dare you?!” bellowed Balak, his hands trembling in anger at Arthus’ remark, but also because his attack hadn’t worked on him.

As Arthus saw Balak get riled up, he mocked him even more. Even though Arthus was acting like a despicable traitor, his aura seemed to overwhelm everyone at the scene.

“Haha, I know everyone probably has a lot to say to me, but unfortunately, I have nothing to say to you... I’ll give you a piece of advice. If you want to have a proper conversation with me, get to my level first. I’d say the first step in doing so is to check the presents I’ve sent you.”

“Presents?! What on earth...!”

“Shh! It wouldn't be fun if I told you what it is. I want you to be surprised. Besides, a present only becomes a present when people open it for themselves, right? But still, it would be a shame to go back like this after coming all the way here. Have a good time with my soldiers before you head back. I’ll see you later, Henry.”

“Arthus!”

After finishing what he had to say, Arthus waved his hand and slowly vanished just as he had done during his previous confrontation with Henry.

Henry shouted at him, but Arthus disappeared along with Dracan before he could do anything.

-KIAAA!!!

The moment Arthus disappeared, thousands of Chimeras that had been looking at the sky all howled at once.