Chapter 1078 A Missing Bastard

Waigas were a rare race, considered barbaric by many due to their features. As descendants of the great Yeti, known for their unparalleled strength and ferocity, Waigas were often seen as nothing more than monsters by the other races.

This had been Sarohan's entire life, but he had managed to form a group of his own on the first floor of the tower. However, being tormented by Vesper was not the life he wished for himself. That's why he chose to travel alongside Seika, the man he respected.

Along the way, their unusual group grew closer through battles and the countless hours they spent together. However, Sarohan never thought that Seraphine would sacrifice her life for him, and tears welled in his eyes.

As he crouched down and picked up the Blood Gem, countless emotions surged through his oversized heart. Sarohan looked at the blood dripping from the gem in his hand and knew that this blood belonged to the demon.

"Even if this artifact is necessary to end the war, I choose to be selfish," muttered the tall creature with determination as the gem began to shine. "Ten thousand of me will be enough to divert the army."

Nothing seemed more important at that moment than his friend who was fighting in the distance. Sarohan tightened his grip on the sword and began walking back toward the battlefield, determined to fight even if it meant his soul turning to smithereens.

Flapping sounds echoed from the distance, and Sarohan was confused as he turned his head. As he focused his azure eyes on the figure heading toward him, he realized it was approaching at supernatural speed.

Whoosh!

Boom!

A creature descended straight toward him, landing with a resounding impact. Dust rose, making the Waiga cover his eyes in confusion. As the dust settled, he saw a tall wyvern with a figure riding it.

"Why are you standing there with tears in your eyes?" asked the figure atop the wyvern, his tattoos glowing on his face. "I leave you alone for a few days, and you get involved with the major powers here. This is far from wise, monkey."

"That voice…" muttered Sarohan with recognition as his eyes widened. "We believed that you had betrayed us, you bastard. Where have you been for the past two weeks?"

"Assembling an army of monsters," said the figure, the tattoos on his face shining brightly. "Seika promised me revenge, so I had no reason to betray him. However, I had to prepare for the upcoming battle."

Lian grinned, and Sarohan stared at the familiar face that had left them after they entered the second floor. While the group had felt disheartened by his absence, they weren't very attached to the tamer to begin with.

"And where is your army, then?" asked Sarohan with an expectant face, as Seraphine was fighting for her life. "I need your help."

"I have been monitoring the situation through my tamed animals," said Lian, pointing to falcons in the sky. "Not only that, I know everything that happened in the ten cities while I was creating my army. Seika made quite the mess."

"We don't have time to chat," said Sarohan urgently, waving his hand with the Blood Gem shining inside it. "Seraphine needs us!"

"Give me the gem first," demanded Lian, spreading his palm open. His request made Sarohan pause with confusion before gripping the gem tightly.

"Is this what you revealed yourself for?" asked Sarohan with a frown, taking a step back. "If you just want to increase your army through this gem, then I wouldn't hand it to you."

"I don't want my monsters to die needlessly," explained Lian, shaking his head. "I will replicate this wyvern a hundred times and use them to save the demon. After this war is over, I do intend to use this gem to strengthen myself."

Lian's honesty made Sarohan hesitate. He already wanted to save Seraphine using the gem, but flying monsters would indeed be better than ten thousand coins. Without hesitation, he tossed the gem to Lian, who caught it midair.

"Are you coming?" asked Lian after glancing at the gem, and Sarohan nodded. With a single leap, he jumped onto the wyvern, which began to flap its wings.

"Hang tight and make sure no blue flames touch you," Lian warned as they took off.

"I don't care even if they did," said Sarohan with determination. "I would give away my life if needed to save her."

"I guess I missed out on some bonding experiences," said Lian with a smile as the gem shone in his hand. "To be honest, Sarohan, this gem is quite similar to my homunculus technique. If I use them in combination… I can create identical monsters."

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Seraphine rolled to the side before sinking to the ground, using her blood as a medium to escape. Blue flames exploded in her earlier spot, turning her blood into useless crusts. As she jumped from behind Lord Marshal to snatch his neck, the lord turned around and slashed with his spatial sword.

The thing about spatial weapons was that they were impossible to block. Seraphine used her blood to create a shield, but her shield passed through the weapon as if it was another piece of spatial fabric. This made blocking the weapon almost impossible.

One would assume that this made the weapon useless too, as her body would simply pass through the weapon. However, her bones would crush and twist if she was slammed by it, because space itself was shaped as a weapon. Her body would assume the shape of the space it passes through, making the weapon edgeless, but powerful.

Seraphine made sure to dodge, and she did. The giant sword slashed empty air before passing through the ground, changing its structure. There was no destruction on the ground, just rearrangement of molecules in the shape of the weapon it passed through.

This bizarre ability, alongside the blue flames, made it impossible for Seraphine to win against her enemies. She could neither harm them because of the blue flames nor defend against the spatial weapon.

"This is your end, demon," said Lord Marshal with a smirk as he turned to face her, raising his spatial weapon. "I can create weapons from anything I touch. The highest evolution of my bloodline is to create spatial, indestructible weapons."

"A man who cannot fight alone shouldn't act so arrogant," said Seraphine with a smirk as she glanced at MK7. "The dog protecting your ass is the only reason you haven't met your ancestors, pathetic human."

"MK7 is the man I natured with my own two hands," said Lord Marshal as he stared at his soldier. "He is like a son to me, destined to rule the second floor once I retire."

"I have to disagree," said Seraphine with a grin as her blood turned into countless blood spikes. "I met the man destined to rule this entire tower, and his name is Dorian Stormblade!"

The name stunned the lord as countless blood spikes shot to kill him. As he stood there with a daze, MK7 jumped in front of him. His hands turned into blue flames as he vaporized the blood, protecting his lord once again.

"Please focus, sir," said the soldier as he turned toward his lord with worry. "A single strike from this demon is enough to kill humans."

"I know that," said Lord Marshal as he snapped from his daze and glared at the demon. "You know that unfaithful son of mine, whom I raised only to be betrayed by him?"

"Dorian is a better man than you are," spat Seraphine as she found the lord's weakness and made sure to exploit it. "I met him not long ago. He is a changed man than he used to be, a better man than you ever dreamed of being."

"Your schemes are useless against me, demon," said Lord Marshal with a smirk. "I have disowned that bastard the moment I learned he turned against me. He was never useful or promising, to begin with. A useless kid who could not even create his own sword."

"I have seen the way he fights," said Seraphine as her expression crumbled. "Although he does not create weapons, he mastered all of them!"

"Real mastery is forging the weapon with nothing but a thought, as it becomes an extension of yourself," said Lord Marshal as he threw the sword, letting it fall back into its original spot. "For example, I can also do this."

Snap!

As the man snapped his fingers, countless spatial arrows shot from around him. Seraphine's eyes widened as she could not dodge in time. The arrows passed through her blood before reaching her, unguarded. As she braced herself for the pain of countless fractures, a white butt landed on her head.

Seraphine slammed to the ground as the arrows passed above her. As she tried to make sense of what was happening after the attack ended, she found someone sprawled beside her.

"Sarohan?" muttered the demon with confusion, staring at his body which looked misshaped. "Why are you here?"

Before her question could be answered, countless screams echoed from the sky as a group of wyverns began descending to the battlefield. They raged and attacked the Xelorian Army and its lord, turning the battlefield into a mayhem. Seraphine saw the man controlling the monsters, recognizing him as the tamer that has gone missing. Her attention turned toward the tall Waiga who blocked the spatial arrows which bent his body inside out. Blood left his mouth as he coughed weakly, wheezing with every breath.