Smack!
A fist landed on the head of the bald man proclaiming to be Buddha.
"How many times have I told you not to impersonate our teacher? You are getting a serious punishment this time."
A girl wearing a red and yellow robe and bald head scolded the man. If not for her voice, it would be pretty hard for anyone to know that she was a girl.
"Hmph. You know nothing. Haven't you heard the saying that our teacher says, Buddha isn't a name but a state of your heart and mind?" The Man said, rubbing his head. Clement was speechless, looking at the scene.
The Man had a different temperament compared to before. Before, he seemed like a powerful, charismatic, and peaceful. But now, he appeared childish and immature.
…
A massive cloud resentment was forming behind Mizar. The two guys he hired to repair his house were also from the same group as that man who he hired to repair the protection ward. They were hoping that they wouldn't miss any panty scene of Lisa.
Mizar was stressing about how to figure out the strength of the person following him. He couldn't use any type of magic or start a fight within a public place like the Marketplace.
"Fuck it. If I can't do anything, then I will just face whoever it is when they come." Mizar increased his speed, took the dagger out of his inventory, and hid it under his sleeve. He was ready to summon his Undeads any time.
"Hey, what got into him? Why is he running so fast all of a sudden?"
"Don't know. It's good to us regardless; we can return faster."
They also increased their speed and began to follow Mizar. After a while, little by little, the distance between Mizar and them started to grow.
"How is he running so fast? Isn't he only on the intermediate level?"
"Seems like it, but who knows? If he's staying in Rain and Clouds, he can't be normal."
"What do we do now? If we don't complete our job, Lady Lisa will ban us from the Marketplace."
"What else can we do? Let's go towards the gate; he might be waiting there. After all, he needs our services."
When they reached the gate, they saw that there was a fight going on. Quite a few people were watching it. And many more were secretly watching the battle.
Two silhouettes were standing opposite to one another inside a smoke created by the fight. One figure looked normal while the other was bigger than average size and appeared quite muscular. The two figures were revealed as they stopped fighting, and the smoke and dust slowly settled down.
"Huh! It's him. Did he run so fast just so he could fight?" One of the guys said instinctively.
One was Mizar, and the other one was a bulky guy with a trident in your hand.
"You are quite strong, but that was just a normal attack of mine delivered with the tiniest amount of strength." The Bulky guy said with a smirk on his face.
"And you dare to reject the proposal of our Leader. After this is over, you will piss your pants thinking about us. HAHAHA..." The smirk on his face was replaced by furious anger and a raging laugh.
Even though the guy seemed bulky, he was fast. He dashed towards Mizar holding his trident pointed towards Mizar. It reminded Mizar of those days in the Rung Clan when he used to hunt Wild Boars.
Mizar quickly moved away from his spot, but the guy was faster. The trident pierced his shoulder. Mizar jumped backwards as the trident came off his shoulder, gushing blood out.
"He isn't a Wild Boar. I have to be careful." Indeed unlike Wild Boars, humans had a higher level of thinking capacity and consciousness.
Using Regeneration, Mizar slowly started to heal the wound on his shoulder, and the blood slowly stopped flowing through his injury.
"Now I remember him! He is the guy that had fought with the Vine earlier." The Protection Ward fixing guy shouted.
Hearing him, the others also started to realise that it was him.
"No wonder Kurobel was interested in him. He appeared quite strong in that fight. But this fight will prove his worth."
One of the hidden people mumbled in his breath.
"So that means I have to go all out, don't I?" Mizar activated his Summon Undead skill.
Zombies, Skeletons appeared all around the place. Mizar climbed one of the tall houses and took his bow out.
He stretched the bowstring and gave the Undeads the command to attack the Bulky guy. The Zombies and Skeletons made their way towards the Bulky guy.
He fired an arrow towards the guy, and it hit him. But it only hit him and did nothing else. The damage that the arrow did was low, and Mizar didn't have enough practice with the bow to produce powerful arrows.
"You aren't the only one with a ranged attack." The guy threw his trident towards Mizar. Mizar easily dodged the trident by jumping, but the trident came back. He narrowly avoided it by laying on the ground.
The weapons of the People watching around started to vibrate and flew away from their owner towards the guy and started revolving around him, forming a barrier made of weapons of all sorts.
"Surprised, aren't ya? Everyone is surprised at this magic of mine. With this magic, I can control metals around me."
The brainless Zombies and Skeletons were still making their way towards the guy to attack him, eventually ending up shredded by the revolving weapons.
It looked like Mizar had to fight this guy head-on.
…
"...the dharmakaya is like space, the sambhogakaya is like clouds, and the nirmanakaya…"
Clement was on deep sleep while he heard something heard some tidbit of something.
…
On an empty void, there was nothing but darkness. Once you turned around, there was still a void, but there wasn't a single speck of darkness anywhere.
It was like two parts on a sheet of paper, one part was white, and one was black. Between those white and black void, was a big gap like
some sort of ravine or canyon. The gap was so big that it would take decillions upon decillions of years for even light to cross the gap to reach the other side.
At the bottom of that big gap were shiny specks of lights that looked like stars, flowing in a river. It was said to be Immortal's river of time.
…
{In a small village somewhere in the vast multiverse}
"Grandpa! Grandpa!! Can you tell us the story of the Immortal?" A little girl started pulling an old man's cloth pointing towards her friends.
"Okay, okay. Leave my clothes, or I won't tell it." The girl immediately let go of the clothes and ran towards her friends.
The Old Man also went there and pulled an old book from his pocket and began to read the story.
'... so at last, people found out that the Immortal wasn't really an Immortal."
"What?! The Immortal wasn't really an immortal?! Then what was he?" A child was astounded as he asked the old man question.
Other also couldn't control their curiosity, and began asking,
"Yeah, who was he?"
"Yeah, tell us!"
The little girl also started to demand answers.
"Yeah, you never tell. Who is he? Tell us!"
"Hahaha…" The old man looked at the sky while patting the little girl's head. You could see a twinkle of nostalgia in his eyes as he said,
"Who is he? Only either the God or the Devil knows that! Hahaha…"