Earlier within one of the streets of Keigra, a couple of hivelings were running for their dear lives as a group of humans from the higher ranked tribes filled with immense bloodlust were chasing them but as the hivelings were running, a male hiveling out of frustration spoke in his heart.
"Why are we running? Since when did we turn into cowards?!"
"No! I'm done running!" The male hiveling said within as he turned around while his eyes were glowing, "I have my pride as a warrior and hiveling. If I'm going to die then I'll at least take one of them with me!!"
With a strong bawl, the hiveling discharged a large flaming aura.
"Come on!" The hiveling said within.
Out of thin air, a Ripar woman lounged at him with a yell and placed her hand on his chest.
"Ripars art: Soul strike!"
A purple beam was immediately fired out of her palm and for a brief moment what seemed to be the hiveling's soul appeared at the back of the him which almost sent him to the realm of the dead. However before the hiveling could fully regain himself, the Ripar woman started swinging on his face.
"Imment burn!" A feminine voice sounded as the hiveling was covered in blue flames while the Ripar woman was still punching him.
The Ripar woman leaped in the air and delivered a roundhouse that sent the hiveling tumbling and the hiveling steadied himself only for a Graundar man to perform downwards cross chop to his belly, another Graundar man to punch him across the face and a Tenplar woman to land a leaping kick at the back of his head.
"Heavy pull!!!" A masculine voice sounded at the moment the hiveling found himself forcefully pulled in the air.
"Azuka beam!" A feminine voice sounded as a yellow beam was shot at the hiveling's chest.
"Ni'Ruka!!" A masculine voice sounded as a purple beam was shot at the back of the hiveling three seconds after the azuka beam hit his chest.
"Sanatha! Gozunak! Lokeada! Urdûn! Niyrothana!!" Numerous voices sounded as different beams were striking the hiveling from different angles in the air.
The hiveling finally fell on the ground, bloodied, his clothes were reduced to tattered rags due to the excessive damage he had taken but when he managed to stand on his feet, a male Ripar rushed towards him and delivered a strong punch that sent the hiveling soaring towards a wall. The hiveling pasted on the wall and dropped dead face first on the ground.
Meanwhile as the other hivelings were still running, a wall of iron suddenly sprung out in front of them and as they turned back, they saw the person that created the wall was a Graundar man with long yellow hair and goatee. At the back of the Graundar man stood many humans from the major tribes including the ones that killed the male hiveling earlier. Despite the hivelings seeing how grossly outnumbered they are, they unwittingly raised their hands to fight.
The humans irises glowed as some were glaring at the hivelings while some grinning and among the hivelings, a certain female hiveling spoke in her heart.
"How did it come to this?"
"Where are our children?" The Graundar man with long yellow hair asked.
"Wait, we should bring them to our chiefs for questioning. They will get the answers out of them." A female Ripar said to the Graundar man.
"I'm not waiting for the chiefs. I'm getting the answers out of them right here, right now." The Graundar man replied.
Suddenly the hivelings and humans fell on one knee as they felt a strong demonic power (chapter 122).
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Omega Wars Chronicles
RandomThe story talks about a young boy known as Cloud who aspired to become the greatest pilgrim warrior in Agaroth (the first warrior realm of mankind) despite his flaws, however there is more that meets the eyes as Agaroth is on the brink of extinction...
