The place was filled with so many wonderful and terrible things. As if getting an extraordinary welcome from the place. His magic power was 20 times that of before. The pressure of the aura around him was palpable. Most of the trees are uprooted and withered. Including the flowers that also experienced withering. The smell pierced Isaac's nostrils. Lightning boomed all around him. The heavy rain soaked the silver-haired youth's clothes. Issac's palm rubbed his face. A strong gust of wind hit Isaac's school uniform. He found a way to be able to take shelter.
However, during the walk nothing happens or a location for shelter. Issa's footsteps were accompanied by fantasies of absurd things. even though both are women, they choose to be associated with the place. Black clouds covered the moonlight. Accompanied by a flash of lightning that can be seen from a distance. The heavy rain made Issac not feel at home for long because he was soaking wet. The silver haired boy ran fast. His palms covered Isaac's head.
No matter where you are, that place will not be separated from the existing family. However, Isaac felt something he had never felt before. He kept walking. Both of his eyes glared sharply at the area around him. Empty and uninhabited. Houses, huts, gardens filled with withered and blackened plants. A bunch of corpses lay on the road. Men, women, children and the elderly are already dead.
It was raining non-stop. Causing the ground surface to become muddy. While the floor that has been installed, will experience the same thing. A few minutes later, the thunder boomed again. Disturbing his sense of hearing.
Arriving halfway through the journey, Isaac found it difficult to walk. The more he moved, the harder it was to stay on the ground. Issac ducked into his black shoes. Watching the soles of the feet swing. His eyes widened in disbelief. Isaac tried to forcibly descend. But the result is nil. On the other hand, the silver-haired youth saw that there was an object used for defense. A lighting pole and a pea tree plant. He is about 230 centimeters tall and weighs ten kilograms. The right hand gripped the lighting pole tightly first. Then, the plant from the pea tree was tightly gripped. A groan escaped his mouth. Hope he can last longer.
Step by step Isaac pulled. His muscles and nerves cramped. His blood vessels rose drastically. Both of his feet were successfully stepped on. Until he found a hole the size of a circle. Right foot stepped on. Has gained normal gravity to walk. His left hand touched the metal circle above his feet. Stroking while feeling the metal surface. Feels rough even though it's heavy.
His left hand let go of plants and lighting poles. Carefully, his shoe stomped on the metal. Thinking of ways not to lose gravity. While he was thinking, Isaac saw a magnificent palace with a formidable fortress. He looked up in disbelief.
Out of curiosity, Isaac took a risk. One footstep crossed the circle line. The three fingers on a foot rub gently. Instantly, lifted by itself. Until Isaac had a way to float in the air without using magic. Take a deep breath from Isaac's mouth. The gravitational pull upwards, causing the silver-haired youth to float up. His mouth opened slowly. Muttering while looking for a way to hold back as best he could. Issac's eyeballs were fixed on a majestic but neglected palace.
The walls stand strong and thick. Trapezoidal shape at first glance. Soaring to be difficult to penetrate. The watchtowers numbered nine in the second layer. While the first layer only leaves weapons such as five cannons. In the right corner, it is divided into two parts. The first section is located on the top in the right corner accompanied by a watchtower. No one is on guard there. While the bottom is small in the amount of two cannons. Seen the trigger and the wheel on the cannon in a state of severe damage. Moreover, two corpses were littered on top of him.
Issac didn't know how to respond to this. However, he only saw the smallest tower he had ever seen. The silver-haired youth did not understand the place. Issac had wondered what was wrong with this world. Inside, there is a neatly arranged wooden fort. The black soil turned green. However, it is just an illusion.
"Is that the palace? Why does it look so small?" mumbled Isaac.
As time went on, the distance between him and that place began to widen. Issac pushed his legs back. He took the first step. Quickly dashed towards a palace without anyone on guard. Unfortunately, Isaac's guess was wrong. Several skeletons appeared raising weapons. He took out his wand. Swinging his wand, he let out a huge vortex of wind. Swept away the skeletons. While both legs pushed harder. Supposedly, Issac didn't have to bother looking for grass or lighting poles to support the weight. He cursed in his heart. He managed to get both of his feet on the ground. Isaac was on the left side of the first layer of walls. Both the back and front there are cannon marks in a damaged state. Wheels, axles to levers. Even the wooden and rope throwers were broken and broken. Isaac walked to the right. Towards a dome of the fort. He gripped Isaac's wand. Heavy rain soaked his clothes. His footsteps and the ground were muddy, blurring his vision and the fishy smell of blood. Isaac was silent for a moment. Saw a necklace lying on the ground. When opened from the outside, there is a photo without a face. But one thing is certain, this place is the death of the soldiers facing an enemy he does not know.
Issac put his necklace in his pocket. Walk fast while looking around. Heavy rain and thunder boomed one after another. Isaac looked at the third layer. Apparently some of the walls have been destroyed and have holes. There's nothing more to be expected from the wall, Isaac muttered to himself. After that, the silver-haired youth approached the door of the fort's dome. Almost the same as the gate. The only difference is the size of the dome is smaller. Not to mention, the writing in the Epuni language which means 'Go you devil'. Besides, the writing was from dried blood. Issac had already confirmed the surface of the walls. His fingers squeezed and touched each other.
The young man mumbled. Looking for a way to get inside. Issac glanced at something the door could open. There are three barrels of barrels. Lined up there without any writing on it. As far as Issac knows, while in Megona Village he met a barrel with an inscription like 'danger! Don't touch it!' or 'this drink is full of alcohol'. Just remembering it made Isaac think twice about approaching him. The left palm lifted each barrel that was lined up. However, the result was nil. The second barrel also had the same fate as the first. Isaac decided to take a peek at the third barrel. There is a rubber cover. Issac pulled him in, nudging his right eye in. There's nothing in there. His expression was disappointed. Until he peeked at the third barrel. Both hands twisted the top of the barrel. The sound of the wood creaking between the lid and its contents was audible. Both hands found a light blue slimy liquid. The right hand is raised up. Trying to get away from that disgusting liquid. Accidentally, there is a rock that is not in a tight condition. Isaac was suspicious. His left hand, which was covered in mucus, moved the stones to the floor of the stone surface. Saw a golden key. Right between the thick walls.
Issac took the key, unlocked the front door. The squeaking sound started again. The silver-haired youth walked quickly towards the black and white silhouette. Found there are two stairs. A brown door leading to the side of the fort, or down the stairs to enter the palace.
"I hope it's worth what I got," Isaac muttered.
The silver-haired youth was curious about the dungeon's contents. Decided not to come back until I got what I wanted. His right fist gripped his wand tightly.
When you enter the dome of the fort, there is nothing but thick walls. The shadows caused by the lighting torch gave rise to a certain fear in Issac. His heart was beating fast. Breathing becomes more irregular. Feeling for the umpteenth time that he was experiencing extreme anxiety. Sweat dripped down his face. The silver-haired youth wiped the sweat that was about to run down his cheeks. His eyes glanced around.
Isaac found the hidden steps. Convinced towards the bottom floor. Left hand pointed towards the stairs. There are traces of burning wood at the end. Isaac looked around. There are no windows nor anything but one street. The silver-haired youth put down his torch for a moment. Take off his uniform. Fear of catching a cold. Not to be left behind, he waited for the right time to continue his journey. His wand was shoved into his trouser pocket. Look at every corner in the dome.
The torch was still lit, revealing the scars all over Issac's body. The lashes on his back were sore and sore. The jaws of his teeth trembled rapidly. The two arms rubbed against each other. Her hair was pulled up by the torch. Luckily there is a buffer near the stairs. The weirdest decision Isaac had ever made. At least, it's better to get closer than far away.
During his short rest, Isaac hoped that nothing would happen inside the dome of the fort. However, that is just a false hope. From downstairs, out of the gate. A small palace with a gap in the door in an open state. A voice rose from within. Licking every wall the creature feels. Of course Isaac didn't know that yet.
Ten minutes later, Isaac continued his journey. One by one the buttons have been installed. Waiting for the right moment to come down from the dome of the fort. Body turned back. Descend the stairs with both feet and hands moved back regularly and rhythmically. He came down carefully. While in his left hand he holds a torch. Even though he was alone, for some reason Isaac felt something moving beneath him. His head dropped to the floor. Pointed his hand to the opposite side. His heart was beating faster. His skin was covered with sweat. His breathing became more regular. Realizing that it was pointless for Isaac to worry. In the middle of the stairs, the silver-haired youth took a deep breath. Inhale air from the diaphragm up out into the nasal cavity. His eyes blinked twice. Ensure the sense of sight is not blurred due to various things. The steps were gripped tightly. Hurry up to get down while glancing around.
Arriving at the bottom floor, the room was full of the stench of animal dung and rotting corpses. A flick of the palm prevents the entry of pungent odors. The torch is rotated left and right. There's nothing interesting around except for the lever pull wheel for the gate. Isaac approached the object. The sheathed wand is brought back out. Brandishing any existing iron surface. The condition is rusty. Issac's lips curved forward. Footsteps echoed. The squeaking sound of a mouse, perched in the top gutter. Do not understand the direction of disposal.
He walked towards the exit of the dome. While holding the stick to the right. Trying to stay calm while looking for a way to find a clue out of here.
"There was no one there," said Issac.
Even so, the silver-haired youth didn't want to leave the momentum he had gained. It was useless if he returned from a portal dungeon to the Daponia academy. As a result, they would not believe him no matter what Isaac said. It's useless if I have bad thoughts or just talk about other people, Issac muttered to himself. They are a group of rich people who are concerned with their wealth, status and women. That's what nobles are like, added the silver-haired youth.
Isaac pushed open the door from the inside. Walk with care. Footsteps were heard. Until the sound of water flowing from inside the dome of the fort. Inhale lengthwise from Isaac's lungs. The silver-haired youth pulled the lever. While there, it was still raining heavily. Had thought of using a stick as protection from the wind and rain soaking his clothes. However, Isaac did not wish to do so. Instead, the young man chose to take a step forward. Walking fast while feeling the pouring rain again. Enjoying every pore of her wet skin. Somehow, Isaac enjoyed it. A crooked smile appeared on the silver-haired youth's lips. In his heart, he wanted to let go of the suffering of 16 years. Regardless of the people around him.
"All teachers you have to understand very well what their character is like. Do not miss a science without doing the experiment process.
Look for something that might be useful in your life. You don't have to be a scientist, knight, magician or anything else. As long as you have a dream, chase it and reach it to the end of the sky."
A dream huh? Isaac muttered to himself. I will consider it. He kept running fast. Covers his head. Finally, the silver-haired youth had arrived at the door. A gate in the Epuni script meaning 'to come out'. He was not satisfied exploring the place. However, Isaac chose to visit here. Expressing curiosity and releasing stress that has been suppressed so far.
Suddenly, Issac heard the sound of crows crowing. A flock of crows perched on the roof of the fort. Isaac felt an unusual response. A bad feeling came over him. When Issac opened the door, an elongated tongue attacked the silver-haired youth. He ducked down quickly. His wand activated quickly.
A large worm frog. Eat the corpses in the area. Brown skin with dark brown eyes. Broad-headed, with a short muzzle nose. Plus his tongue has a length of about 75 meters. The fingers are long and flat on the face. It has short legs and can attack at any time. When the voiced word came out, his skin was covered with sharp thorns like a hedgehog. A few seconds later, the thorn immediately shrank. In addition, if the situation worsens, the frog will jump and lunge at anyone who attacks it. Even Isaac. Her expression was her mouth hanging open. His wand was gripped firmly even though it was shaking.
"Damn it! Bulprogy!"
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Issac hated a frog like Bulprogi. The frog jumped at him. The silver-haired youth dodged. He ran in circles. Looking for weapons to fight. Issac turned around, pointing his wand at Bulprogi. However, the magic attack didn't work. The wind elemental attack didn't make the Bulprogi give up. On the other hand, the Benttle frog was getting angrier. The soles of his feet were slapped hard. It was so loud that it disturbed Issac's sense of hearing. He was annoyed that his wand didn't kill him. He saw the corpses of the knights stuck to the floor. Issac saw it as a golden opportunity. The silver-haired youth ran fast. Bulprogi stuck his tongue out at Issac. He crouched down while crawling in a sleeping position. A sharp gaze at a knife. The silver-haired youth managed to get a sword instead of a knife.
The sword was forged very neatly and perfectly. Unfortunately, the tip of the sword was not sharp because it was broken in half. The handle itself is plain without any symbols or anything. Isaac's grip was heavy.
Bulprogi approached Isaac via a jump. And the silver-haired youth managed to run fast. Almost got hit by Bulprogi. On the other hand, the young man wished his torch was brought here. But he also considered the rainy weather at the time. Isaac tried to fight back in the pouring rain. Even though it was risky, at least he wanted to fight Bulprogi in an open field.
Issac sheathed his sword. Break down the door in front of him. Bulprogi stuck his tongue out at Issac. However, the attack that was launched missed all. In addition, the stick that was gripped in his right hand was swung at Bulprogi. Wind elemental magic spreads in the form of a crescent moon. However, the maggot frog puffed its cheeks. There were thorns in his skin. Isaac huffed in annoyance. His eyes darted around him. The silver-haired youth was taken out. Immediately run fast while avoiding the elongated tongue. Issac turned left when the tongue attacked from the right. On the other hand, footsteps and turns are well read. Bulprogi jumped as high as he could. Attached to the roof of the fort. Sharp gaze from Bulprogi. Stab the broken sword on the frog. Unfortunately, the skin hardens. And the thorns are ready to be dropped. Isaac backed away. Growling at not being able to approach him. The silver-haired youth bit his lip.
"I can't get close to him!" Isaac complained.
However, the silver-haired youth could not read his movements. Until he saw Bulprogi about to do something. Both of Isaac's legs threw broken swords. Assuming what you get is useless. When it was about to be thrown, the frog's face was angry. The creature descended from the slithering. Hit Isaac with all his might. Isaac turned around. Run as fast as you can towards the dome of the fort. He closed the door. Looking for something to hold on to. Issac glanced at a lump of wood, he pushed it tight. Glance at both eyes and face looking for something. Loud noise from the outside door. Hit him hard. Isaac always thought that a giant wolf would do it. However, the frog was the same even though it relied on its tongue to hit Isaac.
As he was cornered, there was a gravitational tug that Isaac felt. Both his eyes and eyebrows raised. Looking back. He remembered the time when he was floating in the air. Step back slowly. Looking into his eyes he saw Bulprogi creeping towards the fort wall. His head spun as he lunged at Isaac. The silver-haired youth backed away hoping to touch a step. His eyes did not leave the roof of the sky. But Isaac didn't want to waste any more time. Immediately the silver-haired youth climbed the steps quickly. He continued to climb non-stop. Arriving at the top floor, he felt gravitational magic energy around him. The longer it gets, the closer and bigger it gets. Issac ran while an explosion came from outside the wall. His head was bowed accompanied by holding a stick in the palm of his right hand. The sound of broken glass falling. Into small pieces. At that moment, Bulprogi's eyes glared at Issac. The silver-haired youth gasped in surprise, almost experiencing shortness of breath. His legs moved backwards. Her wand was swung towards Bulprogi. Distracting his attention was a broken wall on the frog. The attack didn't work. In fact, Bulprogi was getting angrier. His eyes bulged sharply and turned red.
Isaac's left hand was raised and his right hand held his wand. Rotate his right arm to form a circle. The vortex was spinning very fast. Resulting in changing direction towards Bulprogi. His arms started to go limp. The wind pressure is so great. His muscles tensed. Feel the rain getting heavier Plus a gust of wind into one. Making Issac unable to hold out any longer. His arms began to cramp. A moan from Isaac's lips. Breathing increasingly irregular. The frog jumped and lunged at the silver-haired youth. He did not know whether the creature had managed to obtain it or not.
Just as the silver-haired youth took a few steps back, Isaac suddenly touched a spear. His fingers felt the spear was pitch black. Gold plated in engraved state. Somehow the spear got behind him. However, Isaac had no choice.
As it gripped it, the spear changed shape. It has four curved sides with Epuni engravings. It's not really the engraving that Isaac is questioning. But the power possessed by the spear. Both of his arms gripped his spear. Lifted into the body of Bulprogi. Blood started spurting everywhere. Seeps to the ground surface until the internal organs are also spilled. Bulprogi's eyes widened in shock. Not satisfied until there, Isaac launched the final attack. Pierced to the point of his body along with his bones. Including the brain at once. His body immediately fell to the ground. Breathless groans. Experiencing unusual effects. His vision dimmed. Looking up at the unusual horizon from a distance. Issac clutched his forehead. Moaning in pain. He saw a strange figure behind him. He was putting his hands in his pockets with a small smile.
"Looks like you need to rest first mate. And you need it after fighting Bulprogi."
What the man said was true. His head was swinging wildly. His head and body fell just like that without a warning. The sense of sight began to blur, until the conditions were pitch black with snoring softly.