What came in his vision after he entered was a binding light. Purplish glows with pink, it was coming from above.
Narukami looked up. He saw a flower with five dark purple petals, brimming with the energy of destruction.
This was enough to make one's legs turn to jelly. He then swiped his gaze on the area in front of him.
More than ten people with heavy injuries lying on the ground. Their lives were beyond saving.
Some of them have no limbs, some get cut in half, their intestines spread on the ground, leaving a foul stench in the air.
"Help me..." Someone weakly begged. Narukami turned his head to the source, it was a man with his heart ripped out.
It was still beating but out of his chest, it still connected with most blood vessels.
His breathing was quite heavy and slow.
Narukami came to his side.
Eyes almost closed yet his will was the only thing that kept him. For the sake of seeing tomorrow, this guy's determination was quite impressive. As expected of All Beyond, they knew what they were doing with their personnel.
This man has no arms as his body leaned against the wall. Blood was all over his body.
This was probably from his dead friends whose blood got splashed onto his body. The blood was so red that it was nearly black.
Despite seeing his friends being slaughtered in front of his eyes and enduring the pain with death slowly coming, he remained firm to stay alive instead of giving in.
How did they train such people? He thought to himself.
He was particularly amazed.
Sorcerers were no weakling, some of them have a strong mental fortitude.
For this guy was in this category, it simply meant he was in a remarkable squad. Narukami needed to know what squad he was from.
But with this state, let alone speak. He can't utter a proper explanation.
Narukami bit his index finger and placed it right above the guy's heart. He waited for the blood to drop.
"What… Are..."
With scarce energy he left, he tried to speak. The next thing he saw made him speechless.
A drop of blood came out of Narukami's index finger and landed on his heart. His heart glowed dimly as it spread like waves to his entire heart.
Slowly, the ripped-out heart mysteriously dragged back to its original position. After which, the hole on his left chest closed on its own.
Narukami nodded satisfyingly, "can you explain to me what's going on?"
The man's mind was loading as he processed what just happened.
This child appeared out of the blue and with a drop of his blood, he healed his wound that an ordinary medical health system couldn't!
Furthermore, he regained some energy to walk, and his arms including legs regenerated!
Even a third rank Sorcerer who specialized in healing couldn't do this! He heard those in fifth ranks could but they were walking legends!
In this world, they can be counted with fingers.
Is this child perhaps one of them? Why is he here? Is he our backup? But that's just impossible! The man thought to himself in doubt.
Why is the person helping a squad of a small branch? What gain will he get? He added.
With mild astonishment he felt, adding that with happiness and a sense of relief. His tensed shoulders loosened as he smiled.
"Thank you, senior." He clapped his hand with eyes closed as he brought those mixed emotions under control. A sorcerer must know the most priority.
"We are chasing a suspect that killed an Anomaly sorcerer. As we chased him, we passed this alleyway and noticed something strange, that is when, when…"
The memories came flooding in his mind. It happened a few hours ago and was pretty fresh in his mind.
He wanted to puke after the memories finished their appearance. Especially the time when his friends get killed mercilessly.
His throat was blocked with fear as he could not continue his words.
He must though, should he consume more time by remaining silent because of a trifling matter, someone would die.
He forced himself the fact of saving that person.
"A third rank Anomaly, Brigade Type," his voice was shaking. That Anomaly was enough to make his body shiver as he was frightened because knowing what that Anomaly was capable of.
For the fact it could kill him in mere seconds, a sense of despair soon devoured him.
Contrary to him, Narukami stood up with no trace of emotion.
"I see. A brigade type, huh. Then may I know the person who cast that?"
Narukami pointed his chin to the flower floating in the air as it spun slowly who was still charging energy.
"A second rank, Furasa Aru."
Shortly thereafter, one can hear thunder and explosion noises. At first, it was faint and as time went by, it got louder.
Narukami narrowed his eyes as soon as he sensed the danger. He extended his left arm as he made a grabbing motion.
He then clenched his hand as if grabbing something.
"Simple Gesture: Lightning Thread."
Quickly, he swung as he pulled his left hand to the side.
For a short moment, one can see that he grabbed lightning as if it was a rope.
Later, purple electricity could be seen from his arm to his hand as it crackled. The latter intensified before finally engulfed his entire arm.
His figure in the dim alleyway was illuminated by the purple glow.
Electric-like thread soon spread as it covered both of them. They intertwined each other, forming a complicated pattern in the shape of a dome.
After this, a battle cry sounded in the air, "die!"
The flower shot a beam of energy. The wind soon blew greatly as Narukami's hair swayed.
The beam was beautiful yet carried destruction that could dry the sea and turned mountains to ashes.
With that in mind, it wouldn't be strange for it to bring destruction just by being close to it. Although the path of that beam was what was in front of them, it still hit them.
As expected of the daughter of the Furasa family, the guy probably thought.