The day didn't come when everyone waited for the Chosen Ones to come back from the portal. The news had been spreading all around the world about it, and they were curious about it. They wanted to know what was inside the portal, and yet they didn't want to enter because knowing that twenty-three Chosen Ones hadn't come back.
There was another rumor that had been going on in the United States that there was someone or something that destroyed and flattened a city in Texas. Also, there was a giant crater that mysteriously appeared in the middle of the desert. They were curious who did that, and why the government tried to hide it from the public about it.
"Mister Mykel, if you wanted to try to test your power, I think you should tell us first. The damage that you did is really expensive, and to rebuild a whole city like that would take years," Russel said as he stood in front of Mykel's desk.
Russel came all the way to New York just to complain about what had happened in Texas. He looked a bit pissed, but he was too afraid to show it to Mykel because he could die by a flick of Mykel's finger on his forehead. He saw it through satellite footage of what happened a week ago, and to see Mykel's brute strength was still haunting him in his sleep.
"It won't happen again. I'm satisfied with what I have right now," Mykel replied as he looked at his drawer. "Now that you're here. I read a news article about the Winter Guild is also trying to enter the portal in Warsaw, Poland. Is that true?" Mykel asked.
"Yes, and they have at least ten guilds that will join them. In total, there would be five hundred Awakeners and nineteen Chosen Ones. They're going in and believe they would make it out before the big conference," Russel answered and nodded his head. "Do you believe they will be able to make it out alive?" Russel asked.
"Who knows, there's no such a thing as zero chance in this world, anything could happen. But, knowing that they were the ones who killed the giant demon that came out of the portal in Warsaw, I believe they have the confidence, but I don't know if they're strong enough to deal with whatever is inside that portal," Mykel answered as he leaned on his chair.
"I see, I hope that they're going to come back alive because we are all anxious about these portals all over the world. We can't keep living in fear like this," Russel said as he looked out the window. "Anyway, I came here just to say that, and I hope you really hold onto your words, Mister Mykel," Russel continued.
"I never back down with my promise, you can be at ease," Mykel said with a smile.
Russel nodded his head with understanding and left to go back to Washington DC.
(Somewhere in Arkansas)
"You all right?" A man looked at Anzel who was enjoying the sun as he rested at the edge of the cliff and looked at the beautiful scenery.
"Yeah, I'm just thinking that we have gone so far away from home. I miss my friends in New York, but I'm glad that they're living happily and peacefully there," Anzel answered. "By the way, we are getting closer to where the door is, right?" Anzel looked at the man.
"Yep, only a few miles away from here. I think it's somewhere behind those hills," The man answered and pointed at the hills in the distance. "Are you interested in checking that out?" he asked.
"I want to see the God that the Native people believe in," Anzel nodded his head in agreement.
They were talking for a whole minute, and then his phone rang. He was surprised when he saw the preview message that Gea sent. He looked at the whole message and couldn't believe it, he immediately replied and asked if she was serious about it.
"You look like you just saw a ghost," The man said.
"It's nothing," Anzel chuckled nervously as he waited for Gea's reply.
The message that Gea sent him was about someone that knew about the book. Gea had been checking the forum and hoping someone would react just like she did. She not only found a person, but she found two people that knew about the book and had awakened just like she did.
The names were Anastasia Lischenya and Danny Blake, and both were from different countries. Anastasia was from Russia and Danny was from New Zealand which were nowhere near each other. It would be hard for them to meet, but the good news was that the United States started to operate the airports again, and allowed planes to travel.
Anastasia Lischenya had a similar skill, and she had the [Fifth Virtue: Patience] skill. The skill made her see the future of the person or thing she focused on. It didn't have any cooldown and she could keep seeing the future as long as she was focused.
Danny Blake had a skill called the [Fourth Virtue: Charity] skill, that allowed him to become stronger permanently for every person he gave his wealth to. The more people and the more money or things he possessed he gave, the stronger he became.
Anzel started to talk with them and got their phone numbers. The four of them started to make a group message so they could talk with each other easily.
"Resting time is over, boys. Let's move," A bald man said and he was the leader of the team.
"Four out of seven, huh? Three more people and we might be able to change the world together. I'm curious about what the other three skills will be and their effects. I guess I can only wait until the day comes," Anzel said as he stood up and looked at the bright sky. "For now, let's focus on making myself stronger," Anzel continued and regrouped with the others.
[The being shrouded in mystery nodded in agreement]
"(Status)" Anzel said in his mind.
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Name: Anzel Rasmussen
Level: 48
Condition: Healthy (Rested)
Blood Type: AB
Age: 22
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Status:
Strength: 61
Agility: 77
Stamina: -
Dexterity: 48
Vitality: 56
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Skill: [Seventh Virtue: Diligence (Lv.2)] [Sword Mastery (Lv.5)] [Spear Mastery (Lv.3)] [Dagger Mastery (Lv.2)] [Pain Resistance (Lv.3)] [Recovery (Lv.2)] [Mind Stability (Lv.3)] [Quick Hands (Lv.2)] [Heal (Lv.1)]
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Two weeks passed, and all the powerful guilds were invited by the Redshield Guild. Every single one of them accepted the invitation and they were ready for the big conference of the powerful guilds. Mykel was also invited, and he got more privileges than the other guilds where he could enjoy all the facilities that the Redshield had.
Gunnar and the others came back after a long journey around the United States, and they had become stronger than before. Mykel told them what had happened for the past three weeks, and that included talks about Redshield and the cult they did in the past.
"Demonology. I think I'm interested in that if you don't mind let me do my research about it?" Rozan asked as he rubbed his chin.
Rozan was such a nerd that everyone already knew that he would be interested in those since in the novel world, nobody could be called a Demonologist. The only Demonologist he knew was Mykel because he was basically the author of the novel and made the demons based on his knowledge.
"Go ahead, we have three days before we take a flight to England. I'll give you the address, and just tell him that I sent you there because you want to learn about Demonology. I think he would love to take you in as his pupil," Mykel answered.
Rozan looked so happy and immediately left the penthouse to meet with Harold.
"So, the Winter Guild also didn't make it out of the portal. I think that should teach them a lesson to not take it too lightly," Elena said as she looked at her phone.
"You're entering hell. Nobody could enter and leave as they please when it comes to that place. But, aren't we should give it a try, Mykel? I think we are all strong enough," Aurea said as she looked at Mykel who was enjoying his glass of vodka.
"Of course. We are going to enter after the conference and show the world who we are. It's time to show them who's the boss," Mykel answered as he put down the glass. "But first, let's try to find those Dukes of Hell. If the Princes of Hell know who we are, that means they also know about our existence. Let's make a scene," Mykel said as he poured vodka into the glass.
"That sounds fun," Aurea grinned in excitement.