1122 Soul Out Of Body
“Cough, Cough! You sneaky rat!” The Old Patriarch clutched the fist-sized hole in his chest and snarled.
Due to his old age, the injury dealt him a big blow and his combat power plummeted.
Worse, if he delayed treatment, he’d grow weaker and inch toward death. It’s just a single attack but it reversed the direction of the battle.
Whether it’s Princess Catherine or the Twins of Starsafe, their backs went cold and their hearts throbbed in fear.
The Old Patriarch survived only because he’s a rank 3. If it’s someone else, even if it’s Helga, a peak rank 2, she would be facing death if she faced that ambush.
Fortunately, the target was someone else. Unfortunately, the target was the strongest among the team.
But Helga wasn’t in a mood to worry about the implications.
Her gaze was locked onto Varian as if she was frozen in time, her lips bled as she bit them hard and the dozens of pupils in her eyes all grew bloodshot with fuming hatred.
The space around her shook violently as her aura went chaotic and she pointed a trembling finger at the man responsible for her brother’s death.
“It’s him! He’s the one who killed my brother! He’s the one who plotted the destruction of the drug empire! I should’ve killed him when I first met him, he always…reeked off that disgusting smell of a savior!”
In the end, tears were pouring out of her eyes and her bloody lips are curled into a distorted smile.
Hagen too stared at him with undisguised hatred. It went beyond the hatred of killing a brother and destroying the drug empire they had worked so far.
No, the twins hated what Varian represented and stood for.
A Savior.
The same savior who didn’t turn up when they were tortured by those beasts that pretended to be human.
The horrifying experiences the three children were put through broke them in irreparable ways and pushed them on a path they never dreamed of.
Perhaps in the depths of their minds, they hated themselves.
Helga just wanted to be a good astronomer when she grew up. She wanted her eyes to see the wonders of the universe, but now her eyes contain the pupils of others she translated.
The young girl’s dream of being an astronomer was long dead and only a twisted monster remained.
Maybe that’s why she hated the so-called Heroes.
No one saved her.
So, no one deserved to be saved.
If there’s no fairness in this world, she’d create it by giving equal suffering, one drug at a time.
While the space heated up at the tremendous aura Helga was emitting, Princess Catherine fixed her gaze on Varian with nervousness. “It’s him?”
She didn’t expect to meet the hero who accomplished a dream she thought was impossible.
She’d asked her father Cassius to take action many times. But the man rejected her request citing the risk of uncertainty.
If the Havocs happened to have a rank 5 or a means to exert the strength of a rank 5, then the Duchy might lose the only rank 5 and would end up being swallowed by the neighboring powers.
But now—
“Thank you for saving me.” Catherine spoke in a polite tone.
Varian nodded at her lightly and pointed to the injured old man. “Can you take care of him? I’ll have to deal with those two.”
Catherine touched her storage ring and nodded. If he’s that injured, then it’s possible.
“Good.” Varian wasted no more words and his figure blurred. The next moment, he appeared right in front of the two twins.
Helga and Hagen surrounded him front left and right. “This time, you won’t be able to run! There’s no Baldur to save you today!”
Varian laughed at their words and he threw out a shining orb. A white light leaked out and enveloped them in a barrier spanning a few square miles.
As they couldn’t detect their auras anymore, Catherine and the old man thought it was an isolating treasure when it was just the order and chaos powers disguised by Varian.
“Run?” Varian stretched his arms and cracked his knuckles.
His aura shot up like a water fountain shooting up from hot springs and revealed his new strength.
“Y-You!”
“W-Weren’t you ju—”
BOOM! BOOM!
What answered the dumbfounded twins were solid fists wrapped in a multitude of powers. The twins had no choice but to defend themselves in a hurry.
Even then, the suddenness of the attack and its intensity caught them off guard and sent them flying.
Varian chased after them and continued to rain torrents of punches.
The twins looked at each other with a disturbed gaze and the madness in their eyes overflowed.
If they’re certain of killing him earlier, now they’re only 50% confident.
Unless…
“Damn you! Damn, you bastard!” Helga ripped her necklace and all the pupils in her eyes except her own lit up.
It wasn’t just her hobby to collect the pupils, it’s also related to a treasure she acquired in the distant past.
A powerful spiritual ripple swept through the space enclosed in the white barrier.
Sensing the danger instinctively, Varian teleported away but the ripple was faster and struck Varian.
The moment it touched him, Varian’s eyes went dull as the world darkened for a moment before returning to normal.
“I…”
Varian blinked his eyes in confusion and looked at his shining hands. Looking around, his heart dropped as he saw his ‘body’ standing in front of the twins.
‘This is my soul? F-Fuck!’ Varian tried to return to his body but couldn’t.
In the meanwhile, the twins gathered their powers and shot at him, about to kill him in a single shot.
Varian forcibly calmed himself down. He couldn’t return to his body immediately but perhaps thanks to his Spirit power, he could clearly feel his connection with his body.
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“I saved this up to kill that son of a bitch! But you had it waste on you, die you son of a bitch!” Helga yelled hysterically as her fists reached his head.
Varian body’s dull eyes flashed for a moment and it punched out.