The Elves 3

(3rd POV)

*rewinding time several minutes before*

Filavandrel couldn't understand this person!

Suddenly appearing out of nowhere and saying he wanted to be his friend!

what's wrong with this human?!

Friend…

It is a heavy emotion to invest and trust in!

Elves' nature was kind, and there was a time when they invested their emotions in humans. They taught them magic; they treated them well, and they even shared their territory for them to live in.

But what resulted from this trust?

They got betrayed!

Humans paid their kindness with slaughtered of their kind!

Deprived them of their territory!

Now they were barely fending for themselves on the Blue mountains, surviving themselves with the limited food they find.

Elves weren't good with Agriculture. But they were good at hunting!

And as the leader of free elves, Filavandrel, shoulders carry a huge responsibility!

If it was before… before the great cleansing, maybe he would have become friends with Viz cheerfully.

But now, he cannot afford another betrayal, thus making it hard for him to become friends with another human.

But what's with this human?!

Shouting, trust me, and casually walking to the castle and provoking the cultist on his own!

Does this Dh'oine have a death wish?!

Soon there was a commotion and from the Viz's side… as he listened, Filavandrel knew the cultist were the believers of Yrrhedes, but what are they even doing here far away from their land, deep into the blue mountains?!

Yrrhedes, you could say he was an evil god, with the worshippers' deep involvement in forbidden magic! Cultist used his power to convert the humanoids to follow their cause.

It was much more powerful than the brain washing effect!

And it did not limit this Evil gods' empowerment to humanoids! His power also empowered monsters!

Now that Filavandrel knew they were Yrrhedes believers, he knew he should get-going, as the girl might be in danger!

The only reason Filavandrel can think why these fanatic kidnap the young Elven girl was…. sacrifice!

Sacrifice to Yrrhedes.

Filavandrel cautiously infiltrated the castle.

The castle was almost empty, and Filavandrel knew Viz's upheaval must have drawn most of the cultist.

Evading the remaining cultist, he went to the basement first, as he heard about the kidnaped elf girl was lockup there.

When he reached the underground prison, he saw it to be guarded by a single guard, who seems to taunt the Elven girl behind the bar.

"The god would be pleased, such a tender, juicy, young sacrifice…. kukukuku," the guard laughed.

The Elven girl in the prison's corner trembled as she stammered in a low voice, "please leave me alone, I beg you!"

She cried tearlessly, as her eyes lacked tears because she was dehydrated.

Dehydrated enough to make her eyes dry!

The little girl regretted coming this far away from the camp. If not, she wouldn't have caught in this hellhole, knowing they would kill her, but not knowing when they would kill her.

"kukukuku….!" the guard laughed in ecstasy as he heard the girl's cry.

However, it didn't last long as a dagger passed through his throat.

*puff*

The guard fell as Filavandrel pulled the dagger out!

Picking the keys, and opened the prison's gate made a noise which hauled the little girl's attention!

"Filavandrel!" the elf girl cried. As she jumped to Filavandrel, clinging to him tight as she trembled.

"Its alright child," Filavandrel rubbed the girl's head.

He showed a smile, filled with relief! He saved the girl!

Suddenly the whole castle shook!

Which startled him and the little girl. They then felt repeated vibrations.

Filavandrel didn't know what was going on, but he knew it was anything but favorable.

"Lets go, child.", Filavandrel picked up the girl as she nodded her head.

As then reached the ground floor, a cry startled Filavandrel.

"Where are you taking the sacrifice? Thief!", a bald cultist said as he cast the spell.

He was the twin brother of the bald cultist whom Viz was battling!

*PUFF* *PUFF* *PUFF* *PUFF* *PUFF* *PUFF* .... *PUFF*

Uncountable skeletal hands pierced up from the ground before the skeletons stood up from the ground.

"Punish this blasphemer for the theft he commits, my servants!" the bald cultist said before he started casting another spell.

looking at the skeleton army,

"Necromancy!" Filavandrel murmured, and he knew it would be difficult for him to escape carrying the girl with him.

But suddenly the tense situation changed!

BOOM!!

The roof shattered open before the huge figure drop onto the bald cultist! Crushing him, and when the dust settled, Filavandrel could see a familiar figure standing on a massive monster, which looked like a chimera with wings!

"You got the girl?" Viz asked as he pulled the sword.

Then, gazing air the skeletons around, he said, "need help?"

This time, Filavandrel didn't reject the help, "I would be in your debt."

Viz chuckled, but his chuckle came to a stop when he heard a familiar instrumental sound from underneath!

*WISTLE!*

But this melody differed from the previous one. It was sharp and devoid of emotions.

But for some unknown reason, his heart started beating louder! A premonition aroused in his heart!

Ignoring this, he turned towards Filavandrel and said in a grave tone, "Filavandrel, run!"

"Dh'oine, do you think I am weak!?" Filavandrel asked,as his prideful nature didn't allow him to run, leaving a friend in danger.

"If you want that girl to live, fucking run, Filavandrel!!" Viz shouted as he braced his hands downward.

Filavandrel bit his lip and ran. He didn't know what was going on, but knew something was wrong!

He soon left the castle and stopped a little far away! Observing the situation before a tremendous pressure hit him!

The little girl lost her conscious, but Filavandrel fell on his knees. For the first time in his life, he felt terrified!

Terrified of the bing who could release this much chaos!

****

Few minutes before…

Inside the castle, just when Filavandrel left,

"Fire style Gatling gun!" Flames poured down on the chimera!

*BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG* *BANG*....*BANG*

Burning the Chimera and cultist underneath him, the flames extended away, engulfing the skeletons along its path!

Viz went all out, and only when everything turned to ashes did he stop channeling chaos!

But before he could sigh, he heard a sound.

*tear*

A spatial tear appeared in the air! And a dark figure appeared out of it!

"Why do you summon thy! worshipper!", The dark figure with horns asked.

Viz started to sweat, his TOM instincts were roaring from the beginning since when he heard that sharp melody!

"I didn't summon you," Viz said.

"Hmmmm…", The dark figure moved his figures as they sparkled.

Soon a soul of the bald cultist that just died conjured, and the dark figure asked, "where you the one summoned thy!"

"Praise the mighty God! It was me who summoned your esteemed self!" the cultist showed a fanatic look.

"What boon do you desire, mortal!?" the dark figure said.

The Cultist cried in his happiness, and said, "It's enough to get a chance to gaze upon you holy ship! I desire no more!"

"hahahaha… thy like you mortal, thus thy shall avenge you!", the dark figure said, as he turned his head towards Viz.

He released a tremendous pressure of chaos!

Viz fell to his knees, as the chaos was terrible, he felt fear dominating his mind!

"Hmmm..you soul seems delicious!" the dark figure said as he moved his hand towards Viz.

It was like some kind of great suction! Viz soul left his body! and Viz lost conscious! But what the dark figure didn't know was that he made a grave error! Triggering an awakening in the GOD's wheel!

Among the many avatars present, a single Avatar opened his eyes! Though his figure was still blurry!

"Hmmmmm…!?" The dark figure got stunned.

He couldn't pull Viz's soul! How can a mortal resist him!? that to in the soul state!?

"You dare pull this king's soul?" A calm at arrogant voice came out of Viz's mouth as he opened his eyes.

His atmosphere changed. It felt domineering!

Observing the dark figure in-front of him, Viz said, "I feel divinity in you… are you a god?"

"Mortal, you seem changed." The dark figure spoke in confusion!

Viz eyes narrowed, his atmosphere strengthened which even caused the dark figure startled, "you puny god dared call this King a mortal?"

"Enkidu" Viz said.

Several chains rushed from the ground and caught the dark figure! startling him!

"What is this!?" alarmed, the dark figure struggled to break free, but wasn't successful!

"For the offence you committed, you shall die and be silent." Viz walked leisurely as he spread his hand, "Ea,"

Mirror waves centered in the air as a golden sword handle appeared. Viz pulled the sword… unlike any other swords, its blade was red with unique linings!

"w-wait we could talk this out." the dark figure sutured.

He was in a horror! As he feels threatened by the sword in Viz's hand.

Ignoring the chained dark figure, Viz raised Ea up and slashed in down!

A huge red light covered the whole dark figure!

BOOM!

The effect was wonderful, though it was just a simple slash from Ea. The dark figure along with the Cultist soul vanished…

To be precise… obliterated!