Chapter 5.2

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Three madmen laughing out loud at a time like this, but maybe it was the best, or the only time to really do that. The enemy approached majestically, like the divine being he once was, levitating among the floating rocks and already showing his dark aura, he felt the power of the three travelers and wasted no time, the devourer, using his total knowledge of the history of the world, made use of the f*******n spells and rituals of the distant past, combining this with his unique power, bringing nightmares back to the fore. His black fur and red eyes would never leave doubts for those who saw him, the great enemy who brought immense pain to the world, his black spear completed a terrible image, Zeijadel, the fallen lord. - I imagined that someday the time traveler would appear. – said Zeijadel. – But now there are three. Unexpected fun. - We are just here to bring you a present, Zeijadel. – said Alexander. - I see. You caused my fall once, samurai. - And you should have stayed in the other world. - Do not blame me, I did not return willingly, but on the other hand I must not complain, a second chance is rare in life. And you, Maxlyeben? How convenient to find you again, it looks like you will be punished in your father's place. - We will see. – said Sumith. - Laguna, the third traveler. Do not tell me you are here to "protect" you? - Consequently, but in fact we only came to bury you. – Laguna. - I was not exactly responsible for all this, if that is what you are thinking, but it does not matter. So, let's play. The three travelers activated their hachimon, Alexander imagined that Sumith would fight alternating between this and the power of the guardian, but his eight gates were already practically perfect and could be used without the least restriction, what a prodigy, while Laguna had also had time to dominate it. The fallen lord strongly emanated his black power, the battle began. Observed from afar the fight seemed like a chase of stars, the travelers, by their precise instincts, understood each other in spectacular synchrony, the floating buildings and rubble became the unreal scenario of an epic battle, Alexander, unlike Seth, had as his favorite and most dangerous style the drawing of the sword, so he used only Andriel, being rare at times when Andurel was used. Zeijadel responded to each sword cut with incredible agility, the first traveler had faced it before, Laguna also seemed to know him in some way, but Sumith was still surprised by the great strength of the “red eyes”, his father faced that enemy so superbly in the past that even left him in doubt if he had achieved him in skill. The fallen lord rejected each of them to other rocks and nearby buildings, he even defended them all together with the quick turn of his spear, but despite the terrible power of a lord he knew they were dangerous, and a deep wound of that power of time, that he himself contributed some advice to Neveu, it would be disastrous, irony is now in danger of something that played a part. The tremendously swift figures of the travelers, by the color of their suits, turned gray, like specters surrounding the enemy, Alexander pushed a large block of earth with all the force of gravity, forcing Zeijadel to dodge at the last minute, Laguna already appeared in front of him with his hand outstretched surrounded by cold air, and in an impressive shot everything behind was frozen for many meters, becoming floating ice floes, but the most incredible thing is that the fallen lord deflected it with a simple side slap! Escaping the ice and hitting Laguna with such force, that even in defense he was thrown to a tower that was right behind, crossing it, but that is when their plan was revealed, Sumith appeared at the enemy's rear, and with his beasts flames hit Zeijadel in full, exploding the sky in frightening flames, he seemed to have evolved his magic even more, now forms of aerodrons, moghrans and lobimes also appeared striking, until a tremendous explosion drove away everything that floated nearby. - Are you okay, puppet? – asked Alexander, going to the tower where the third traveler fell. - What a strength. – said Laguna rising, while Sumith joined them. Everything was silent for a few moments and the fire was burning in the center, but suddenly it was pushed away with tremendous violence, forcing Sumith to create a gravity shield to protect them from his own magic. Zeijadel was indeed hit, but it was not deadly, he was very powerful and it would take much more to bring him down. - You! As expected of a lord's power, immense. Strong winds began to surround the destroyed city taking all the buildings with them, everything that floated became a deadly belt for anyone trying to get out, and in the center some things were still serving as a platform, like an arena made by the fallen lord for the real battle: - I should not expect less from you, it was my mistake. Watch this. – said Zeijadel. Contrary to what some thought he did not have the fifteen elements, although his disciple, Kraven, achieved this feat, but he trained him competently in everything he had, including the difficult fantasy and planar life (this second was his specialty), and greatly accelerated the process thanks to his lord power, after that the others were much simpler to develop. His frightening force spread throughout the region, shaking everything, an absurd concentration of power was felt, and because they did not know what it was about, they did not dare to approach, it was when Zeijadel opened his arms, a large, slightly dark sphere expanded, the travelers stood in defense imagining the strength with which they would be hit, but to their surprise they were simply captured, remaining inside with the fallen lord in the center, concentrated: - What the mind understands, the body accepts! – Zeijadel. With a simple movement of hands everything shone, the travelers fell on a destroyed roof as if they had been hit, and when they got up, each realized that they lost one of their senses! That was the secret magic of the fallen lord, the “Blessing of the Prince of Darkness”, elements of fantasy and darkness at the highest level, the illusion that each saw quickly provoked an acceptance of the mind that the senses had been lost, a legendary magic, created thousands of years ago, since the time of the first sorcerers and never surpassed, tremendous power, nothing so real in fantasy has ever been seen before. The three felt the whole body numb, without the touch: - We fell... into the blessing... – Alexander. - My body... – Laguna. - But what the hell...? – Sumith. - I am sorry... I should have... predicted... - Second sense. – Zeijadel. The travelers fell again into rubble, now they were deprived of their sense of smell, as Zeijadel chose what he wanted to remove, like a torturer. - We can not... move. – Sumith. – Can not we... get out of the sphere? - It's... no use... – Laguna. - We are trapped... going out... it will not be easy... – Alexander. - You are now my prisoners. – Zeijadel. – This sphere is my private world, where only my will dictates what you can or cannot do. There is no escape, only when your five senses are duped will you be free to die, or to vegetate the rest of your lives. - ... - ... - ... - Third sense. And everything became dark, immersed in an unknown world, without the vision. - Stand up. – Sumith, more recovered from the initial shock and at least able to speak correctly. - We are defeated. – Alexander, just listening to the second traveler and knowing he could be heard. – Never has anyone escaped the blessing, I do not think I am capable... - You mean we got here to die in the dark? – Laguna. - Fourth sense. Now the world devoid of words, taste. - As you can still hear me, I believe you will be happy to know that I changed my ideas a little. – Zeijadel. – Before I thought of a world of darkness, based on strength, but I think I was mistaken, I should have given more value to the evolution of this world. In fact, the fallen lord had changed his way of thinking, and the simplicity as he demonstrated this was curious. In the past he only thought of the absurd ideas of destruction and enslavement, perhaps time in purgatory taught him some value before being brought back by the devourer, but it seemed obvious that he was unreliable, and who knows what he was planning. - I can not believe we got here for that. – Sumith thought with himself, but thought with his instinct, imagining that the others felt the same, and he was right. – All the sacrifices made in the past, all the friends who trusted me with everything, will disappear because of me! Is it really impossible to win? You have great power, Zeijadel, why not use it for good? Why do prodigies like you need to be born for evil?! - The devourer is crazy, I will not allow him to transform my world as he sees fit. – Zeijadel. – His mistake was to have brought me back thinking I would be an ally. Fifth sense. Now they were plunged into definite darkness, their hachimon were finally deactivated and defeat was approaching. The fallen lord walked towards them calmly, for a moment he thought of letting them vegetate there, until their slow death, but he decided to kill them personally, they deserved the honor of his spear, because they were worthy opponents, and this thought coming from him now it was unheard of, the former lord of darkness to think of honor, just he who outlined the lowest stratagems, perhaps a great sign of his change. - Impossible, improbable, that is how we got here. – Sumith. – The certain and unexpected death, just watch the end of it. What kind of person would I be if I could not try? If I could not do something about it? The life that my father fought so hard to protect, that my mother created overcoming the pain of loneliness... No! There is no strength that cannot be overcome! There is nothing that cannot be overcome! Impossible is hypothetical! My best friend taught me that! Zeijadel, who was approaching Laguna with his spear in hand, for a moment felt hesitant, as if something warned him of danger, which should be impossible, since the victory was his, and the next would be the devourer, or perhaps the other lunatic who only thought of endless battles... But it was at this moment that things rekindled, the power of the three travelers exploded again more strongly, Sumith's willpower, the will to win was right, Laguna and Alexander shared it all, the same feelings went through their minds even without the five senses, it did not matter the darkness, just their own reasons to fight, nothing would ever end there! - Impossible! – said Zeijadel. – They have lost all five senses, there is nothing left to fight for! - We still have... our spirits! – the three thought together. The powers of the three travelers spread across the sphere, filling everything like an aquarium, until it exploded magnificently from so much pressure! Now they were free again and their senses returned without the effect of fantasy, the powerful blessing of the prince of darkness was overcome for the first time in history, the three together overcame the power of a lord! - No, Zeijadel. – said Alexander. – We still have our spirits, the only force you can not take from us, and we have the troublemaker warrior, who is also the solution for all of them! - !!! The fight resumed on another level, the phenomena became stronger now, the winds continued to surround everything carrying debris, but lightning also cut through the skies, no one could leave or enter, the battle would end there in one way or another. Swords were attacking the black spear in a frightening way now, even for Zeijadel, the fight became faster and more intense than before and there was no time to even breathe, the fallen lord continued to counterattack them spectacularly, but he was already started to be pushed, the floating debris remained as platforms for the many strokes of terrible blows, what a battle! The shape of the three travelers left a gray trail even more visible, until Zeijadel was pushed to the ground where they wished, they could not slow down, that was their chance. Sumith concentrated his gravity and brought down the absurd weight of his strength, the "Weight of Judgment", the fallen lord also created a gravity shield, to better resist and not be hit by anything easily, but the fact is that he was stuck in the ground giving the first traveler the opportunity to weaken him further, Alexander concentrated on the element of air and cast his powerful magic on the enemy, two tornadoes formed, one on each side, and rotating in opposite directions! The “Hurricane Impact”, the collision of the tornadoes caused such an impact that the travelers themselves had to take precautions, the arena opened up even more and the floating debris crashed into those who were carried away by the wind belt, causing big bangs, but the third traveler was still missing, who soon emerged from the front, and concentrating on the element of earth, two small mountains appeared on the sides of Zeijadel, in the shape of a half moon, which closed crushing him, “Clash of Mountains”, how much power, the joint attack of the travelers was terrible, causing any opponent to ruin, but the fallen lord was not yet defeated, they could feel his power, even if weakened, it came to the decisive moment. Zeijadel smashed everything that was on him with tremendous fury, but he was weak, the enemies were really impressive, cornering him like that was something worthy of the lords, they reminded him of the strength of Harkonen and Lyeben, if he were not prudent it would be certain death now. The four concentrated their maximum powers and fired, an absurd whirlwind formed there and the forces of Sumith, Alexander and Laguna united managed to hold Zeijadel's raw power! But they were still tied, more was needed, and now forcing their last-minute powers of time the three travelers generated something even bigger, more terrible, and incomprehensible... The fallen lord began to feel great danger there, and something told him that he should expel that power as far as possible, and he did so, sending, with great effort, the destructive whirlwind to the skies, getting lost in the orbit of the planet and exploding impressively. But when everything was over the three opponents were no longer there, what would have happened? Zeijadel was alert, imagining that they were planning to surprise him, but nothing came, and only several seconds after a tense silence they resurfaced in front of him, out of a strange light, and were different, it seemed that they had been through adverse situations, other battles and bad times... But it did not matter, their fight should go on. Red eyes looked at his enemies seriously, studying decisive moves to end that difficult battle once and for all, after a few seconds of more silence he went on the attack on the three, the weapons met again frantically and roamed the entire area in surprising combat, but suddenly Sumith started to look strange, as if he was unfocused, slow and confused, he did not defend himself effectively and was the only one of the three to be rejected. - Sumith, what is happening?! – asked Laguna. – We cannot slow down or he will recover! - Wake up! – said Alexander. Zeijadel noticed this and began to focus on the second traveler shrewdly, Alexander and Laguna began to protect him with all their might, but only the two would not be enough to overcome the fallen lord. Now Sumith was motionless as if unconscious, and his eyes seemed to be covered in shadows. Alone, Laguna and Alexander began to face serious difficulties, Zeijadel was recovering very fast and soon they would be defeated without the help of the second traveler. After some time of fierce combat red eyes used the “Night Sky Penetration”, the absurd divine speed took the two to their limits to defend themselves and also to escape while all the ground there was devastated, the enemy regained his advantage, all the work of weakening him went down the drain and now they were at his mercy: - You were the best. I confess that your gray shapes scared me. – said Zeijadel. – You will die first, Maxlyeben will be the last, for being paralyzed. The two travelers were exhausted and injured, there was no more strength to defend themselves properly, the defeat was showing itself again, what a disappointment, they just did not understand what was going on with Sumith, why did it have to happen just then? But it was at this moment that things changed again, a strange and immense power began to emanate from the second traveler, he was surrounded by a beautiful golden aura, and when he raised his head his gaze was different, his eyes were different, and his voice totally changed: - You... were once a flawed being. And now you leave in search of redemption. - !!! - !!! - !!! - A noble heart once convinced me to create you, to be perfect. In honor of this, my darkness, in honor of having recovered what was lost one day, I will give you everything I have, I will give you my forgiveness. - ? - ? - ... – And curiously Zeijadel, understanding that before the others, smiled discreetly. Sumith charged at Zeijadel at an unimaginable speed, enveloped in golden flames, and the fallen lord just closed his eyes, as if he had accepted something, then he was literally crossed by the second traveler, leaving a golden trail and an impressive cut, and after a few seconds he was just split in half! Sumith fell unconscious shortly thereafter, Alexandre and Laguna, getting up, could still hear the last words of the dying Zeijadel: - Do not allow... the... devourer to dominate... this world... He will create a new... purgatory... You have no... idea... of what it is... that... place... - ... - ... - So I can leave everything in your hands... amazing grays... - ?! – Laguna. - Zeijadel? You...? – Alexander. The fallen lord began to crumble into dust, as did his spear, but his expression did not suggest frustration, he seemed satisfied and closed his eyes in peace, his own blood evaporated like water in the sun until nothing was left, the red eyes was defeated, but behind it all there was something more, he showed the honor he never had in the past, showed concern for Tantus, maybe he understood the true will of a lord, maybe that was his intention from the beginning. It is obvious that no one knew, but what Sumith performed was nothing less than the mortal sword technique of Tantus, Infinitus's half brother, a technique feared and honored in Darkan even among royalty, only he and his half brother used it, it was called “Zantatsuken”, which according to Tantus himself meant “Steel Sword of Judgment”. Where he got that name from and its meaning was a mystery, perhaps from the little-known language of the planet Karzea, Tantus learned, probably by mixing his training with Infinitus and Delta, that his golden power concentrated to the maximum, added to the speed he reached, transformed his body in energy for a brief period, literally going through the enemy's body and cutting him indefensibly, this also had something to do with his special ability. Later he taught this to Infinitus, since he also had the same ability, because they were best friends and, mainly, because the future great god believed, and was certain, that the king was the only one besides him capable of dominating such power. Both used this a lot in the wars against Karzea, which made them so feared among friends and enemies, the technique of a great God. Sumith woke up shortly afterwards, he remembered little of what happened, but he had a strange dream, where he saw himself kissing Yasmine and she called him Tantus, but he did not reveal this to the others and obviously asked how they beat Zeijadel: - How did you manage to do that? - Leave that for later, you need to return now. Head to Partus, that kingdom will need you. – said Alexander. - But what about that place we just...? - We agree to forget this. – Laguna. – Alexander is right, that was something we should not repeat, if it happened it's because it should happen, but forget it, it can be too dangerous. - But...? - Come on windhead! – finished Alexander, and Laguna just laughed. The second traveler opened his time portal, returning to the present. - Any idea what that was? – asked Laguna. - Maybe... Maybe this boy is more special than he looks. – replied Alexander. - I suppose now we can only wait? - Soon the second opponent will appear and the devourer remains hidden, we must strengthen ourselves until then. Some time later Alexander composed a song that he shared with Laguna, based on Zeijadel's words about them, but he did not think about taking it back to his time, but leaving it there, for the future. “The mystery of death shows itself to us After every night there may be a light... Not to close our eyes. Sometimes life can be very limited Sometimes we do not give a s**t, sometimes... Time will change familiar faces Brighter colors turn gray Fear is real, a winter day gives way to light. I feel time catching up with us How many days to satisfy that will Living the last golden days... We are the last Amazing Grays Hoping that a young man will lead the group now I can feel my heart pounding... Still I can see you with my eyes, I still see... But I can not run like my kids do I can not accept your hand helping me. Leave me You are the only one strong, trust me You should lead instead of me now There is no time, do not hesitate... Or you will also find your destiny In the eyes of every newborn, I see the future Life is just a way I close my eyes and see them, all here beside me The last Amazing Grays... In the eyes of every newborn, I see the times gone by Familiar faces I close my eyes and see them, waiting for me Among the incredible ashes The mountain sings to me this last time, marking... The moment I found my place I closed my eyes and joined them... Protecting young people, among the amazing grays..." “The Last Amazing Grays” Sumith's memory returned as soon as he left the portal, and the headache was tremendous, he had no idea how he did it, it looked like he had no control over his own actions, but it was not time to think about it, he should head to Wolver's royal hall and meet the others again, that is when his armored arm began to shine brightly.

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