Only the Strongest are Worthy to Survive
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The old man with the bottle that contains blood went forward to the far guard
"Hey"
He screamed as loud as his voice could get him and I guess the fat guard heard.
The guard had trouble turning his body to the direction the call came from so he turned with legs. He started his pitch black eyes at the old man who didn't feel scared one bit. Rather, he was excited that all the things would happen just as he planned.
The fat guard finally made a 90 degree turn and looked at the old man before him. The old man who I guess should still be in his sixties spoke to the guard in a language I do not understand but guessing from the hand gestures and leg work of the old man, it must be magic words. When the old man finished his words, he knelt on the ground with one knee and raised the bottle of blood above his head.
The guard collected the bottle of blood and drank the blood in it. The guard opened his mouth and started speaking in the language I understood
"Are you strong enough?" The guard spoke on a hoarse voice, I baty heard what he said but I guessed the question when I heard the answer from the old man
"Yes I am strong enough. I have been preparing for this day for years, there us no way I'll be too weak to have my reward"
On hearing the response, the guard's eyes changed from pitch black to bright white , his body started shaking vigorously, it seemed like he will burst open at anytime
"Only the strongest are worthy to survive"
The guard uttered these words and his voice start to fade
When his voice faded completely, he burst open.
I was expecting a sea of pox but what came out was completely different.
Lights!
The whole garage was enshrouded in petrifying light.
Anything that the light touched , they evaporated.
The light was advancing at a slow speed but it will soon get to where I am.
When the light touched the old man, a barrier appeared before him, hindering the light from getting to him. A smile appeared on his face as the lights kept devouring everything it touched. But soon, his smile froze. He heard a creaking sound from his barrier, he frowned his face and spelled some magic words, he made hand gestures at the barrier, black light shot out of his hands to the barrier and the barrier healed instantly, all cracks disappeared.
The old man fell on his knee, he was breathing heavily and he spilled blood from his mouth. It was obvious that whatever it that the man did consumed lots of his energy.
The petrifying light kept advancing, it doesn't seem like it will stop any time soon. The light kept shining brighter and brighter. The brighter it was, the faster it consumed.
With the new brightness of the light, a c***k appeared on the barrier that the old man set up. On seeing this, the old man jeered out of his lying position, before he got on his feet, more cracks already appeared on the barrier
"No, no, it will be over soon, I just need to hold on…I can't fail.. no"
At the thought of losing his reward, the old man summoned all the strength in him, he respelled the magic words he had casted earlier and performed the same hand gestures, dark beams shot out of his hands to the barrier. The dark beam repairex the barrier but just then, another c***k appeared on hit.
Continuously, the old man was shooting dark beams at the barrier to repair it but the rate at which the barrier got destroyed is faster than the rate at which it gets repaired. The barrier did hold on for a few more minutes but after that, it fell.
The lights consumed everything including the old man and now, the light is coming to me.
I instantly went into my cultivation position and started releasing all my spirit energy. I set up a barrier with my spirit energy five meters away from me. I set another one four meters and another three meters, two meters and one meter.
I continued cultivating because I know the barriers won't stop the petrifying light, it's just to buy time for myself.
When the light got to the first barrier, the barrier tried to resist but break down in a few seconds. The second, third, fourth and fifth barrier, within two minutes, all were down.
Judging from the slow speed at which the light moves, it will get to me in fifteen seconds. To delay the speed, I let out more of my spirit energy but it all was a waste, all it did was buy more time.
That is exactly what I needed.
Just when the light was three inches away from me, the purple lights came.
The purple light sets up a barrier before the white light, the white light finds it hard to break this barrier. Not because the barrier was strong enough but because of the spirit of the dead that are in the purple light.
Since the kind of spirit energy that I have is that of the dead, I should be able to summon the spirits of the dead.
One spirit of the dead is not strong enough to hold the white light but when there are a lot of them, more than a thousand, there surely will be changes.
I didn't stop cultivating thought, I kept summoning more spirits of the dead to make the barrier stronger and things seemed to work out.
The white light shined at its brightest and many Spirits of the Dead were consumed, the barrier made of purple lights is starting to fade and I am getting weaker. I am unable to summon more spirit of the dead and even all the spirit energy in me has been expended and I can cultivate anymore.
The old man with the bottle that contains blood went forward to the far guard
"Hey"
He screamed as loud as his voice could get him and I guess the fat guard heard.
The guard had trouble turning his body to the direction the call came from so he turned with legs. He started his pitch black eyes at the old man who didn't feel scared one bit. Rather, he was excited that all the things would happen just as he planned.
The fat guard finally made a 90 degree turn and looked at the old man before him. The old man who I guess should still be in his sixties spoke to the guard in a language I do not understand but guessing from the hand gestures and leg work of the old man, it must be magic words. When the old man finished his words, he knelt on the ground with one knee and raised the bottle of blood above his head.
The guard collected the bottle of blood and drank the blood in it. The guard opened his mouth and started speaking in the language I understood
"Are you strong enough?" The guard spoke on a hoarse voice, I baty heard what he said but I guessed the question when I heard the answer from the old man
"Yes I am strong enough. I have been preparing for this day for years, there us no way I'll be too weak to have my reward"
On hearing the response, the guard's eyes changed from pitch black to bright white , his body started shaking vigorously, it seemed like he will burst open at anytime
"Only the strongest are worthy to survive"
The guard uttered these words and his voice start to fade
When his voice faded completely, he burst open.
I was expecting a sea of pox but what came out was completely different.
Lights!
The whole garage was enshrouded in petrifying light.
Anything that the light touched , they evaporated.
The light was advancing at a slow speed but it will soon get to where I am.
When the light touched the old man, a barrier appeared before him, hindering the light from getting to him. A smile appeared on his face as the lights kept devouring everything it touched. But soon, his smile froze. He heard a creaking sound from his barrier, he frowned his face and spelled some magic words, he made hand gestures at the barrier, black light shot out of his hands to the barrier and the barrier healed instantly, all cracks disappeared.
The old man fell on his knee, he was breathing heavily and he spilled blood from his mouth. It was obvious that whatever it that the man did consumed lots of his energy.
The petrifying light kept advancing, it doesn't seem like it will stop any time soon. The light kept shining brighter and brighter. The brighter it was, the faster it consumed.
With the new brightness of the light, a c***k appeared on the barrier that the old man set up. On seeing this, the old man jeered out of his lying position, before he got on his feet, more cracks already appeared on the barrier
"No, no, it will be over soon, I just need to hold on…I can't fail.. no"
At the thought of losing his reward, the old man summoned all the strength in him, he respelled the magic words he had casted earlier and performed the same hand gestures, dark beams shot out of his hands to the barrier. The dark beam repairex the barrier but just then, another c***k appeared on hit.
Continuously, the old man was shooting dark beams at the barrier to repair it but the rate at which the barrier got destroyed is faster than the rate at which it gets repaired. The barrier did hold on for a few more minutes but after that, it fell.
The lights consumed everything including the old man and now, the light is coming to me.
I instantly went into my cultivation position and started releasing all my spirit energy. I set up a barrier with my spirit energy five meters away from me. I set another one four meters and another three meters, two meters and one meter.
I continued cultivating because I know the barriers won't stop the petrifying light, it's just to buy time for myself.
When the light got to the first barrier, the barrier tried to resist but break down in a few seconds. The second, third, fourth and fifth barrier, within two minutes, all were down.
Judging from the slow speed at which the light moves, it will get to me in fifteen seconds. To delay the speed, I let out more of my spirit energy but it all was a waste, all it did was buy more time.
That is exactly what I needed.
Just when the light was three inches away from me, the purple lights came.
The purple light sets up a barrier before the white light, the white light finds it hard to break this barrier. Not because the barrier was strong enough but because of the spirit of the dead that are in the purple light.
Since the kind of spirit energy that I have is that of the dead, I should be able to summon the spirits of the dead.
One spirit of the dead is not strong enough to hold the white light but when there are a lot of them, more than a thousand, there surely will be changes.
I didn't stop cultivating thought, I kept summoning more spirits of the dead to make the barrier stronger and things seemed to work out.
The white light shined at its brightest and many Spirits of the Dead were consumed, the barrier made of purple lights is starting to fade and I am getting weaker. I am unable to summon more spirit of the dead and even all the spirit energy in me has been expended and I can cultivate anymore.
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