The Oracle Paths

Chapter 1121  Rest In Peace

When the tense silence between them seemed destined to linger, his fat black cat decided it was the perfect time to prance pretentiously in front of them, chin held high like an emperor parading before his subjects. As soon as Amy recognized the furry feline, all the tension on her pretty face evaporated instantly, giving way to an excited shriek.

"Eeeeeek! Crunch?! You're still alive!" Amy scooped him off the floor before he could protest, forcibly cuddling him against her soft chest.

Well, that should have been the case, but the breastplate she was wearing made the experience far less pleasant for the cat, who already sported a look of dissent, his fur bristling with discontent.

"Tch! Of course, I'm alive!" The cat hissed, forcefully pushing away the Earthling's cheek with his short paws. "You thought a being as unique as me would croak so easily? Now, it's Sir Crunch to you."

Amy might have been saddened by this rejection if his soft and smooth pink pads hadn't made the cat's flailing even more endearing. Exceptionally, the feline shot a plea for help with his eyes toward his master and turkey friend, but both averted their gaze with a gloating smirk.

Crunch immediately stopped struggling, yielding himself to his fate. However, his wounded glare promised vengeance, giving them a bad feeling, especially Lord Phenix, who was much more aware of his vices than Jake.

Even after leaving Lustris, Amy never once set the cat down on the ground, much to his great despair. He had long since stopped resisting, his body hanging limply like a ragdoll on the young woman's slender forearm.

Once at a safe distance from the capital where the Radiant Conclave resided, the two envoys, Lady Lyria and Faye, finally bid them farewell. Since freeing the hostages, they hadn't uttered a word, too shaken by his prompt and merciless way of sentencing his compatriots to death by disintegration.

The vixen was already completely charmed by him, but for the Archive Keeper, who still had her wits about her, it was undoubtedly eye-opening. If they hadn't been on opposing sides, she surely would have wanted to learn more about him. That was the case here too, but her quest for information about the foreigner would solely be to defeat him or, at least, neutralize him until the end of their 'Ordeal'.

"What will happen to Faye once we leave?" She inquired nonetheless, not out of concern for the seductress, but out of professional principle in case the Lustra Plains faced foreigners with similar abilities.

Jake could have kept this information to himself to advantage his side, but this data could easily be obtained from the foreigners fighting for the Radiant Conclave. A bit of honesty in this case would cost him nothing and leave a good impression.

"Assuming I don't unleash my natural charm every time she crosses paths with me and she takes time to wean off all that oxytocin rush and who knows what other neurotransmitters have short-circuited her brain... With her vitality, I'd say the effects of the crush will be flushed out of her system in a few minutes. The memory and the impact it had on her psyche and soul, though, won't fade anytime soon. You, natives of the Lustra Plains, have vigorous physiques, but comparatively weak minds. It depends on her."

Every second, they received a barrage of notifications from Doomhorn informing them of the failure of one or more of these assassination missions. It was bearable when the dispatched Players managed to return home unscathed or with minor injuries, but several of their elites had perished at the hands of the prey they were supposed to hunt.

That night had truly turned into a nightmare...

*****

"Our fate... brightens," Nyx declared anew, a field of corpses stretching as far as the eye could see, the forest's topography they had been treading completely transformed.

With hundreds of Myrtharian Nerds by their side, only a few had regrettably lost their lives during the surprise assault by the enemy. The thousands of corpses belonged to Players from the other Mirror Universe. Ironically, they were the attackers.

Anyway. Providence had smiled upon them as always. As long as the two twins were with them, everything appeared to go their way.

"Alright. Let's get back on the road to find our hubby~," Eris sang out, clapping her hands cheerfully.

The survivors nearly fainted upon hearing this, but knowing that convincing the two sisters to change their minds was almost as futile as trying to extinguish the sun with a glass of water, they sighed resignedly, gritted their teeth, and set off again laboriously towards an unknown destination...

*****

Millions of kilometers away, at the extreme south of Twyluxia, a gigantic crater filled with lava had replaced the tranquil Lumyst Water tributary that once meandered through these lands. The area for tens of kilometers around had been completely ravaged, with hot clouds of ash constantly blowing over the entire zone, rendering it uninhabitable for human life.

At the center of this hell of embers and evaporated black ash, a muscular giant covered in wounds struggling to regenerate still brandished his heavy, glowing greatsword overhead in a victory pose. The watery corpse of the Player supposed to be his nemesis, who had been guided here by his Oracle Path, was nowhere to be seen.

"You were a worthy opponent. Rest in peace," Gerulf declared in his deep voice, eventually sheathing his sword.

The gladiator champion had once again defended his title!

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