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Chapter 95 - Chapter 95

Laerdya saw the pain in Ramiels eyes so she wasn't able to stop him from leaving, most of the Residents were tired from cleaning up last night's raid, so they didn't know that Ramiel already woke up from his meditative state, she wanted to say something but for now, it is useless and understands were he was coming from, and just let him be,

Finbor also saw their leader's expression and just decided the best course of action was to stay on the path he was assigned, he asked the Dwarf forger to create a structural plan in developing the entire portion of the safe zone to sustain a million people after the queens proclamation about her son as the legitimate heir to her throne, they all understood that a bigger change and treat will some knock at their door,

Ramiel was right to organise them and help those who are in need, the warlord Tharkeroth was a well-known warmonger in the land, and the fear and anxiety in their hearts were making them recall the pain they had to endure when their homes were invaded the same way,

Ramiel's actions not only provide practical assistance but also brought a sense of hope and unity among the people. his actions were not only noble but also necessary to prevent the same fate from befalling others. It takes courage to stand up against an enemy, and he showed that even in the darkest of times they should always Adapt, learn, overcome, and survive,

many more displaced refugees seek shelter in the most dangerous place, they were all willing to take the risk of getting attacked by a beast rather than be a slave, the reported calamity and famine were not natural but were the by-product of a group's hunger and greed, their action opened another dark moment in The Empire of Sheol, as mass killings of non-compliant citizens that Tharkeroth younger brother secretly instigated created this chaos on far away small cities of different ethnicity and race throughout the land to gather and enslave and kill those who still obey the Laws and that the Sovereign King implemented.

The situation is dire now, while the Tharkeroth and his younger brother the Empires' current Regent Duke Gilvores Dallmethad continue to instigate chaos and mass killings in isolated smaller cities that he considers a created without his blessing insult to his authority and power, but because of the noble that either supports him or was against him he could not afford to wage war directly toward any noble The citizens of Sheol are living in constant fear and uncertainty as the Regent's actions have caused widespread unrest and instability. It remains to be seen how long the nobles will tolerate this situation before taking action against the Regent.

The displaced refugees, who are seeking shelter were forced to go to a dangerous place that the House of Dallmethad dare not enter, they are willing to take the risk of being attacked by beasts rather than be enslaved by those who do not obey the laws implemented by the Sovereign King.

Slowly the land was seeing the greed of those who lost the great war and was making their move and The Ten Highbeards with their other groups under them was accumulating a vast number of powerful armed forces to start another campaign to destroy the house of Demiurgos,

Finbors clan and his entire race know the betrayal they had to endure in the past decade, especially in the hands of the Empire Regent's manipulating and vile family, as their race was hunted, killed, and worst became slaves and treated lower than animals, just because of their high sense of honour in the battlefield they were considered as a threat, despite the trauma they shamefully experienced, the white Orc race have persevered and continue to fight for their rights and equality in society, determined to never let history repeat itself.

Laerdya and Finbor and the rest of the different kindred folks that took shelter in their land had different hardships that befall them, but were sure that this was not just a case of bad luck, but was orchestrated by those corrupt beings lusting over the seat of power, They knew that they had to unite and fight against these corrupt beings to protect their land and their kind so with this they push the plan to expand the Arcane influence and territory,

Laerdya already finished the Arcane registration symbol marker as per Ramiel's instruction, for those who wish to be part of their unified city and has the same frame of mind. This symbol will serve as a unifying factor among the residents of Arcane and will help in creating a sense of belongingness. It is a step towards building a stronger and more integrated community.

as the community was now in full swing, all of the Arcane executives left their respected leader to face his demon and leave him to his vices and know he shall return far greater than before, Their leader's struggle was not only personal but also affected the entire community. His triumph over his demons would inspire and motivate others to overcome their own challenges.

and based the vibration in the ground and the vast amount of thundering explosions in the inner region of the Zone for two days now was a good sign he was still alive, a vicinity that was considered infested with many Miasma mutations was a clear indication Ramiel was encountered many a Black Feral,

the beast snarled and pulled its arm back to swing it razor sharp claws

As the claws swept toward Ramiel, he quickly rush in close to its body, so when he turned the beast's right shoulder brushed his chest. Using the edges of his opened hands, he struck his upper and lower arm with a focus punch. The combined force of his strike and its attack swing made the ten-foot-tall mutated minotaur's arm go immediately limp. the beast's huge weapon clattered to the floor as it scream in pain,

Grabbing its arm, Ramiel twisted it until the heel of his hand pointed upward. Then he pivoted, placing his right shoulder under his elbow. he yanked his hand down. A loud crack and then a scream as the huge mutated minotaur's arm broke. Spinning around to face him, he punched him twice in the nose. Blood gushed. While he was off balance, and kicked his kneecap, shattering it and crumpled to the ground.

"Chain Mutilation Slash,"

"Lightning Scorn Missiles."

"Paralyzing Flame."

as another mutated minotaur fell lifeless on the ground, two more came running with the same rabid reaction to kill him as he entered their territory, a horde of level 116 angry, hungry and rabid beasts would simultaneously attack him,

Beta requested that he use the symbiote Warriors under his command, but he refused, saying he need to prove that he is strong enough to stand on his own, and politely ask the symbiote collective to support him in his decision while he carries all the guilt and burden,

A few hours earlier Allatou Estrith Demiurgos was still unconscious and her life was no longer in danger as she rest inside Ramiels Void's chamber, as he continue to accumulate more mana cores to revitalize his mother's lost energy by killing consuming and transferring enough energy back to her,

Ramiel had been doing this for two days now, and he was starting to feel the strain of constantly hunting and consuming mana cores. However, he knew that he couldn't stop until his mother was fully healed and awake once again.

Beta with the stored ancient knowledge gave Ramiel sufficient information to permeate the raw energy to her mana core, he needs an exact amount in specific details like the level should be high and the density and size must be in tune with the same frequency as her core, with this Beta use the Arcane Sonar Detection spell and modify it to only trace those cores, but obtain the right one was difficult because of the hive mentality of the mutated monster as they gather around in a group, so in order to kill and get the right core he must first kill all of its underlings

he took a deep breath and prepared himself for another battle ahead, tired and hungry as he stood in a defensive battle stance, surrounded by numerous enemies,

but his determination would never let him stop, just one more core and he is done, his anger was still very high, especially toward The Ten Highbeards and remember when he saw a badly injured Allatou sitting under a sacred root tree, he was already crying and used a high-level healing spell to hear her,

but the energy she spent was not recovering fast enough as if her core wasn't producing adequate mana energy for her body like it was critically damaged, Having given half of her life energy to him in order to gain a body, he realized that she might have pushed herself too hard in the last battle and offered all of her life energy to compensate for the lack of energy in her.

he still remembers a few moments ago she was just smiling at him and asking her son if she can get a warm hug from him, Ramiel sat next to her and gently place her in his lap and carest her soft skin, his heart was aching, as tears fell down his cheek, Allatou was smiling and in a soft weak voice she asks for forgiveness in hiding certain things from him,

Ramiel just kiss her on the forehead and said

"Don't worry mother, I will take good care of you, just sleep for now!"

"That's my sweet boy! thank you son, I am tired, i wish to sleep for a while!

"Void Storage,"

He placed her inside like she was in her Alpha form and waited, as burning determination ignited the flame in his heart once more,

and his mind reverted to what was currently happening, as a fully armed mutated horde of mutated Baphitauron hunters was attacking him,

As death threatens to shake their nerves, the other side fights as if their lives depend on it, which they do. Those who have succumbed to exhaustion and are giving in to whatever reason they might have, such as hunger, anger, or pure madness, appear to be lost in battle, with no clear winner in sight. However, the mutated Baphitauron are determined to fight until the bitter end, even if it means sacrificing their own lives to feed their hunger to eat and kill.,

it was such a waste to see these race get corrupted by the miasma and now could only move based on two instinct and that was to eat and fight, the miasma that held countless souls of the Damned were eating the rational thinking of these majestic creatures to become deranged,

he cast his most powerful purification spell and Mystic Divine Healing, but it was useless most of the species had been fully consumed by the Miasma control so, in this case, the host must die first, then he can finally purify it, as he continued to fight to obtain the core from a dead five meters tall by16 meters long 1230 lbs dead Red Drake,

that he thinks the Baphitauron race must be the ones who hunted and killed the land dragon, and it was the reason they all got infected by the miasma faster as they ate the contaminated meat of the level 420 Drake, Ramiel believes that the Baphitauron's hunting practices may have contributed to their own downfall, because they have this hunting tradition to consume raw liver of their prey, this practice can pose serious health risks as raw liver may contain harmful bacteria, parasites, and Vile corrupting spirits,

this race could be at risk, it only means there might be a settlement nearby, that might be in need of help, It is important to investigate the situation further to determine the exact nature of the risk and what kind of assistance is required. Additionally, proactive measures can be taken to prevent any potential harm to future generations.

Ramiels movement was more agile and fluid as he use all the technics in his memory vault and just went on a fighting spree and was trying desperately not to kill them but it was hopeless, the murderous staggering hold of the dark emotion of the miasma instantly took away their life and mind,

like mere puppets moving just to satisfy its hunger to kill, as he breaks another Baphitauron's face and smashes the shield it was using, and he would cast a continuous attack spell

"Dragon Flame Burst."

"Force Explosion Impact."

"Paralyzing Flame."

"Lightning Scorn Missiles."

"Flame Storm Arrows"

the land had been scorched with fire, in others, the battles have turned the grass to a dark brown with mud being sloshed about in some places, black sludge from the blood of the fallen. large numbers of Mutated Baphitauron hunters who have been hit by fire spells. laying dead on the ground, many trees have been uprooted burnt and destroyed, with branches filled with arrows or long spears or just hacked down by swords. In some places, the trees simply broke under the weight of the fighting and fell over, crushing the mutated beast along the way.

The scene was a testament to the intensity of the battle that had taken place. It was clear that both sides had fought fiercely, leaving behind a trail of destruction in their wake. the Rabid Baphitauron already exhausted from the constant fighting, struggle to breathe and keep their focus amidst the chaos. The sound of gunfire and screams of agony mixed with the crackling of flames create a symphony of terror that echoes through the battlefield.

The sound of screams and battle cries echo through the air, as the mutated Baphitauron fight relentlessly in the midst of chaos and destruction. The ground is littered with debris and bodies, creating an eerie and unsettling atmosphere.

Suddenly the wind shifted and the sky turned dark but this change never affected the rabid mindless beast's thirst for blood, as rain fell from the sky, making the ground muddy and leaving large puddles everywhere due to the moisture in the air.

The puddles are not deep, about ankle high for the average human, but the mud is treacherous, making the battle difficult to manoeuvre around. The mud also makes it so that feet become heavy with mud, making it harder to fight with them, and the rain makes it difficult to see your enemy clearly,

The sound of swords clashing, the clanging of armour, the screams of pain, the cries of anger, the shouts of madness the groans of the dying, the rattling of armour, the clanging of swords, the grunts of Rabid Baphitauron, the screeches of their fallen warriors could be heard loudly,

The wind picks up through the trees, bringing with it the smell of rain and blood. The ground is soft under their feet, but the mud and sedimentary rocks make it difficult to keep the Baphitauron footing in a battle stance,

There is a heavy stench in the air, like that of burning flesh. The ground has been trampled by the constant moving of their shuffling feet and is now stained with dark brown and black patches.

The remaining Rabid Baphitauron warriors push through the muck, their hooves sinking deep into the earth. They can hear the enemy's war cries growing louder, and they know they must brace themselves for a fierce battle ahead.

" Swift Wind Dash,"

"Force Explosion Impact."

"Paralyzing Flame."

"Phantom Venom."

" Cyclone Wind Blade,"

he was already numb, and now was in a state where his body was unconsciously moving on its own, remembering all his fighting movements, his strike hard and fatal, each hit was accompanied by a heavy magical attack, and this continued on

Ramiel then saw that the ground is covered in the remains of dead mutated beast warriors, while arrows, swords, broken shields, spears, axes, and bows. They are scattered all over the mud field, most are where they fell, but some are in piles. he is not able to identify them either, but you do see the unmistakable mark of blackened flesh on some of them.

"Chain Mutilation Slash,"

"Dragon Flame Burst."

" Molten wide range ."

"Force Explosion Impact."

The forest is now getting darker and gloomy; the rays of sunlight can barely shine through the canopy of trees above. The breeze is cool and bitter, and the leaves on the trees rustle with the wind. It is also very dark; the sun is nearly blotted out by the canopy of leaves above. The leaves on the forest floor are crackling softly. There is a sweet, natural scent in the air mixed with blood was strong, along with the muskiness of the forest.

The ground was still wet, but the mist is light. It is very muddy. It is difficult to walk around in the mud. as he sat down and heard nothing at all, the screams of anger and anguished were no more,

he massaged his hurting fingers and curled his fingers unknowingly to ease the painful rigidness and walked toward the dead Drake with his chipped dagger he slices open the huge beast's chest and took out its core and with his tired body he cast a Tier 4 Purification spell to the entire area that became a battle zone for the past 2 days

"Tier 4 Arcane Full Divine Purification Healing."

Ramiel was losing consciousness while Beta gather all the information about the souls that were being purified in the process and formulate the right procedure to have the proper answer to Ramiels inquiry,

"Master accumulated souls are now tallying, please stay awake as I process everything based on your previous standards,"

"Acquired souls from the two-day battle with all the mutated creatures both sentient and non-sentient is five thousand seventy-eight, fusion

of the weaker core to the stronger cores is now commencing."

"Beta, you have to work faster, I can't keep my eyes open any longer too tired,"

"Tier 4 Assimilation of Energy,"

" Controlled Arcane Barrier,"

"mother can be saved now, too tired need to lay down!"

"I am sorry Beta, take care of the rest...Argh!