Encountering a Blessed

After their intimacy , Hector and Raven exchanged heartfelt farewells, each vowing to reunite when the moment was right.

As Hector departed from the forest's edge, he braced himself against the harsh, wet weather, making his way back to Nicolas's town. He chose the lonely road, a path that seemed to stretch endlessly before him.

Suddenly, a chilling sense of danger washed over him, a palpable killing intent that made him halt in his tracks. He scanned his surroundings, but there was no one in sight. Despite the person efforts to mask the killing intent Hector's with his heightened instincts notice it , being alerting by the unseen presence lurking nearby.

With no one visible, he closed his eyes and entered a meditative state, seeking clarity amidst the tension. After several minutes of focused breathing, he sensed someone approaching.

When he opened his eyes, he was met with the sight of a man advancing toward him, a smirk playing on his lips.

Hector's gaze narrowed as he studied the newcomer, confusion swirling within him. The man radiated an energetic aura seems foreign to Hector also that contrasted sharply with his calm demeanor.

As he drew closer, his eyes sparkled with curiosity, fixated on Hector as if he were an intriguing puzzle waiting to be solved.

If Hector had not sensed the ominous intent directed at him earlier, he might have mistaken the figure standing before him for a peaceful presence, especially given the way that figure smiled and how Hector felt his mind and soul relax as he approached. However, a sudden instinct urged Hector to be cautious, for the individual before him was indeed a dangerous foe.

As the figure stared at Hector for a moment, he suddenly burst into laughter. "You didn't disappoint me at all, abomination!" Hector was taken aback by the unexpected call of "abomination."

When he looked closer, he was astonished, identifying he is standing before a blessed he begin to Wonder how was them so fast to track him .not indulging much on the thought for it doesn't matter at all.

noticing he have already figured him out, he Nodded in agreement, He began to circle around Hector.

"So, you've figured it out too, despite my efforts to mask my energy. Not bad for a special being like you," the figure continued, chuckling heartily.

"I know they have told you how weak we are," he added, laughing out louder, cutting Him off . "But why are you here?" Hector ask even though he knew the reason for the figure's presence, yet he was still marveling at the fact that he was standing there alone , checking around to see if there is other people hidden some were but he didn't see anyone.

It appears that you have yet to understand the reason for my presence here before you. *He shakes his head in disappointment.* It's quite unfortunate, really; I must admit, I may have overestimated your abilities.

Hector, I urge you to surrender before my formidable power, unless you wish for your head to be the only thing that follows me back, he can't help but chuckle at the thought.

In an instant, he unsheathed his sword, a surge of powerful energy radiating from him. Hector was taken aback by this sudden turn of events. Despite the rapid unfolding of circumstances, he remained unafraid, knowing that fear would not serve him well. Instead, he focused on observing his opponent and devising a strategy.

As he studied the man before him and the intense energy emanating from him, Hector concluded that this individual was likely posses power of peak stage , Core Formation. A direct confrontation, given his own relatively modest cultivation level, would surely lead to his demise. Thus, Hector began to formulate a plan to counter this overwhelming force.

"Come on, boy," he taunted, "are you finished with your foolish schemes? No plan will succeed against absolute power. Remember that! Show me what you've got, abomination.

demonstrate the extraordinary power you possess, which seems to provoke such disdain from the heavens above. It's quite perplexing that Heaven would concern itself with a being as insignificant as you. I intend to present your head to His Holiness, and in return, I shall be greatly rewarded, all while he engages in his usual eloquent discourse.

In a swift motion, Hector lunged forward, thrusting a short sword towards him with remarkable speed, almost before you even realized what was happening.

As he caught sight of the blade glimmering with an eerie blue light, a wave of fear washed over him. His instinctively shut your mouth and summoned his energy to shield his body from the impending strike.

Unfortunately, dodging was not an option; his only recourse was to protect himself as best as you could. Although the sword initially didn't seem overly threatening, as it drew closer, his mind raced with urgency, compelling as he muster every ounce of strength for his defense.

Regrettably, it was too late. The sword struck true, piercing your chest with a sharp pain. A cry of anguish escaped his lips as he fell to his knees, looking up at Hector, blood gushing from his mouth.

As He gazed into the bright blue eyes of Hector, which shimmered with an otherworldly light blue, he felt a shiver of fear run down his spine. The sight was both mesmerizing and terrifying to him , especially with the blue energy crackling around Hector hands.

It served as a stark reminder of the consequences of underestimating an enemy and speaking too freely in their presence. He couldn't help but wonder how someone who appeared to be merely a body strength cultivator could launch such a devastating ambush, inflicting significant damage.

Noticing the confusion etched on his adversary's face, Hector use that as an opportunity to make his final blow.

swiftly another short sword toward him, softly uttering the word "cover." In an instant, the sword became invisible to the sight, striking the man before he even realized what had happened.

The shock was evident as his eyes widened in surprise, and he fell, lifeless, to the ground. Hector sighed, muttering to himself, "That's what happens when you're too careless,"

immediately he wiped blood from his mouth, realizing he might have gone a bit overboard.

As he stood there, Hector contemplated the intricacies of harnessing essence during combat and the challenge of controlling energy at will. He had begun to tap into the very core of essence itself. Although he had not yet mastered the use of this power,

With the memory of the demon prince fresh in his mind, he began to explore various methods for harnessing this forbidden energy. Initially, he had intended to reserve its use for truly critical moments. However, the circumstances he found himself in compelled him to experiment with some of his theories against the foolish adversary he had just defeated. The results were nothing short of astonishing.

As he attempted to navigate past the lifeless body of the blessed, the atmosphere shifted dramatically. A powerful force struck him with incredible intensity, sending Hector hurtling through the air. He crashed into a mountain several kilometers away from his original position, blood gushing from his wounds, and he could feel the sharp pain of broken bones throughout his body.

In that moment of agony, a figure descended slowly before him. Looking down towards him, with her expression twisted in disgust at the pathetic sight before her . "Pathetic brat "

With his life hanging by a thread, he strained to focus on the figure, drawn in by the sweet voice that had just reached his ears. He muttered to himself,

"Dying at the hands of beauty is not such a terrible fate after all." Though he could not see her face clearly, the shadow she cast was enough to captivate him, leaving him both entranced and bewildered.

"Who informed you that you are dying right now?" Hector was taken aback by her

statement. Before he could fully comprehend the situation, a pill . was hurled in his direction. "Take that for your injuries, and begin revealing the details about your secret boy. Before I handle you over to those old fools."