In the Kains ancestral city, Egbert glared at Fannerly's group in anger when the latter was nearing several thousand miles of their territory.
"Fannerly! Your actions are an affront to us!" The Kains' ancestral city lay shattered with a mere slap. Everything was flattened, and the soil was covered in blood. Seething with a profound anger, Egbert wiped away the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth and rose into the air. His half-immortal aura enveloped him in a brilliant divine light, and the radiant energy coalesced into a colossal claw-like handprint.
Fannerly and Ianzik were riding on clouds several thousand meters away when they noticed that Egbert was about to unleash an attack. They reacted swiftly in response and invoked a seal to activate the corpse puppet. Demonic flames shot up into the sky as it emerged, and the space around seemed to tremble with an audible cracking sound.
"Attack them!" Fannerly commanded icily, directing the puppet's attention towards the handprint.
In response, the half-immortal corpse puppet darted across the void and raised its hand to deliver a punch. The contact resulted in a burst of luminous energy that shot into the sky, causing the very laws of nature to tremble and roar. The massive handprint disintegrated in the face of that onslaught, and the strong explosion set the heavens and earth ablaze. Magma erupted from the ground within a several-hundred-mile radius.
Egbert, incensed by Fannerly's audacity, glanced murderously at the corpse puppet. Within seconds, his expression changed dramatically.
"Xavier? It's you!" Egbert exclaimed, initially taken aback before the realization set in. "Something doesn't feel right. You're not Xavier!"
The corpse's distinctive appearance had led Egbert to believe it was Xavier from the Primordial Sacred Land, but closer inspection revealed a distinct lifelessness coupled with an aura of malevolence and decay that was uncharacteristic of Xavier. To the best of Egbert's knowledge, Xavier's attainment methods could not have brought about that sort of change.
"Off with its head!" Egbert bellowed, sending the awl hurtling towards the puppet's skull, leaving behind a blur of purple light. It traveled at a speed so quick that it was almost as if it had teleported. The puppet had little scant time to react.
The awl crashed audibly into the puppet's skull, sending its skull cap several feet back. Despite the grievous blow, the puppet remained mobile, and its maw opened wide as it drew in the energy and blood essence from the surroundings.
Seconds later, the puppet had restored its shattered form and began to increase its aura.
Egbert's eyes widened in disbelief when he observed that. "How is this possible?" he murmured in shock, unable to comprehend that his level two protective divine weapon had failed to destroy the puppet even after piercing its skull.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Life After Prison by Silencieux