Rey De-Heavens (English)

3.3

"When the "bounty hunters" noticed that they lost the advantage of the surprise factor, they had no choice but to change their plan and try to avoid our strategic retreat. In such a silent place, an avalanche of war cries ensued. Leaping as high as they could, in an improvised movement, the hunters threw themselves against us. Well sure I am that the poor fellows employed the best attacks they knew. And there, as night turned to day, the cutting edge of countless blades caught fire, the pointed antlers hurled vibrated with speed, the nimble daggers hurled rolled like whirlwinds, the bullets fired boomed like cannons, the arrows fired traced in the wind, the incantations recited twisted and shattered the surroundings, the controlled elements doubled in size and much more in our direction; but Maryam had just enough time to place her hand on the scroll, which was activated in a flash, and the barrier formed by the writings surrounded us all.

"Inside the barrier we were safe. No attack could touch us unless it was of a higher degree. Even so, the "bounty hunters" did not give up hope. They continued the assault they had begun. It was time, they would not have a second chance to make another such organized attack against us. Not that I could blame them for trying. Well, all except one. Who was it? His name is Árjos, and he is a 'false-god'" said Heroclades with a bitter smile on his face, for he knew many of them and none of them knew him.

"A god among humans will never be a true god among those who are. In the world where everything is more delicate, any mediocre existence that has basic knowledge of energy can cause effects on a planetary scale."

Scratching his head, Heroclades recognized that he was not setting a good example, plus he was also bound to digress, so he continued.

"If the world of humans is developed, the world of gods is more so. A god without the need for any tools can build a house with the same structure and complexity that perhaps a thousand humans cannot, even if they used tools and blueprints. Therefore, following this logic, if ten gods build a house, it will be much more wonderful and resistant than the one built by ten thousand humans."

"Back to the subject, this false god is still alive. I know because I saw him. Unlike the other fools, he, with the palm of his hand, created a barrier of air to support his arm and jump backwards while dodging my attack. The collision of all the techniques launched against the barrier that his mother created ended in a magnificent explosion capable of pulverizing... Well, pulverizing is not the best term, although it looked that way, but one thing is certain: everyone in the vicinity also ended up being teleported along with us and we found out because the Great Wise Wizard said so when he welcomed us to the place."

"It seems that both our pursuers and we appeared on the outskirts of the forest that protects this place. Beyond those gigantic trees you see in the distance, under another sky and facing the unknown, we witnessed the real hell. Horrors and frightening visions loomed on the horizons of the whole place where darkness did not exist. An endless and permanent scream replaced the silence. A mist of blood floated in the air along with smoke and ashes of burnt flesh. The floor, of dust... and the dust, of bones. From one side to the other, the footsteps of the occasional giant could be heard, as well as the flying of strange birds or the rolling of hideous creatures. But they were far away, even so, the light caused by the teleportation seal aroused the curiosity of those who dwelled around us called guardians of Paradise.

Heroclades, decided to imitate what was a thin and squeaky voice to speak imitating someone.

"It is not yet time to let our guard down! Hostile beings, full of murderous intentions want to welcome us."

The three little ones could identify who he had imitated, it was the little green elf of the group. Heroclades continued:

"That was said by the immature Ehimus, almost screaming in despair. And her being in the pack, she made us all sound as if we were scared or in danger."