Eternal Saṃsāra: The Wanderer of Worlds, Book 2

[214] Bar for Bar, Icon for Icon

Chapter 214: Bar for Bar, Icon for Icon

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"What the fuck," Ryxara, the Enchantress of Shadows said. The sight beneath her feet was awe-inspiring.

A single attack erased all of their backup numbers. All those monsters were erased with a thundering sword technique, which was more like a nuke.

"That was surely an Icon earlier," Umbrithar, the Obsidian, replied. "It seems these invaders are not to be taken lightly. I wonder how he is able to use an Icon so easily, despite not being from this world?"

The Gods of Atlanton could only use their Icons by tapping into their True Form. It was a taxing thing to do, and it caused visible changes in them when used. How was this human doing it so easily?

They were hundreds of kilometers far from the main battlefield, yet due to the portal opened by Umbrithar, they could see everything closely. The Hero, the person who performed that attack, looked perfectly fine despite just having used an Icon. Since the Icon vanished, it should have caused him some trouble, like a backlash, yet he showed no reaction.

"It's probably just not as visible since he's a human," Malakar the Clown scoffed. "Otherwise it doesn't make sense. This world has never seen Icons before we came, there is no way he can tap into an Icon's strength easily when the stream of the Way is weaker. It's probably just an act."

"...How strong are they in their world, if they're this strong in another?" The Enchantress asked.

Umbrithar shook his head, his voice raspy, "I think this is their true power. Because the Goddess, as the ruler of the central world, as well as a Voidvorne, can use her Divinity to allow guests over without them falling under the suppression field. So it's natural to assume the Goddess allowed them to have their full power here."

Which made even less sense if they thought about it. How could a man so young use an Icon so easily in another world, when his strength was nothing to brag about? While it was quite an impressive sight for this world's standards, in the grand scheme of things, Icon users were far stronger than what was shown.

"Kekek..." Malakar the Clown crackled up. "Well, since we're so curious about his secrets, why don't we just go and ask him...?" He looked at his two companions. "We're going to break one arm at a time and make him spill everything he knows, doesn't that sound fun?"

"You nasty bastard," Ryxara crackled, licking her lips as she stared below the portal. The Hero Seriphoth was seeing the Emperor and his followers off, while he and his personal group remained behind. "Let's go already~ it's the perfect time. Just when they think the weaker turkeys will be able to escape, we'll bomb them to death. It'll be fun to see his enraged fa-"

From hundreds of meters below, the Hero's head turned from the retreating humans and at the little palm-sized portal in the sky. Purple eyes matched against her own purple, as Ryxara's breath froze.

"What's wrong?" Umbrithar asked when she suddenly stopped talking.

Malakar the Clown crackled, "I agree, I agree, let's go and devour those little pests!"

"A-ah," Ryxara cleared her throat. "Actually, let's take it slow. If they grow desperate in trying to stop us from hurting the retreating humans, things might be dangerous."

"What?!" The Clown glared at her. "You're the one who suggested the fine idea, why're you backing off suddenly? And what, you think any of them can actually pose any danger to us?!"

Umbrithar closed the portal, focusing on the conversation as Ryxara frowned.

"What? You saw how he-"

"Sure, that Hero, whatever he is, can use the Sword Icon, but how can that scare me? You coward bitch." The Clown growled at her in a thin, cracky voice, laughing to mock her. "Here I thought you were getting likable after suggesting such a tasty plan, but you just had to back off like the weak bitch you are. There are three of us, and a single Icon user scared you? We can easily deal with him by going all out for a bit in the beginning. Once we deal with him first, we chop off his limbs, and then we play with the rest of them! Killing one of his allies at a time would force him to answer any questions we have."