Fate's Worst Children: Destruction

Chapter 39

The three of them reach another city. They didn't waste time and immediately gathered information about the demonic cult. Apparently, they are called Maram. Maram was allegedly formed to worship the magicians who got a direct contact with Gods back in Iryankka. It is said that if a magician formed an alliance with the Gods, they can control that God into making abnormalities and release the underworld prisoners. Which is the ancient Gods that the creator mainly created as the proxy of him, himself.

Lily and Faier were horrified to hear that. Having ancient Gods who went against the creator to be released and make abnormalities will destroy each world and dimensions existing in the current times. In Lobin's case, his suspicion was correct all along. The other suspicion was made. What if Maram set Han up by making a deal with his little brother Guxav? Even though they're brothers, as for their own responsibilities and roles, they must act like it.

Lobin will gather more evidence so he can purge all the creatures and maybe the ancient Gods resting in the underworld. It may be a delusion on his part but Sera will meet the same end as Iryankka if he lets Maram do their own thing again by manipulating people, one by one.

Lily and Faier are doing their daily training in controlling their life force, running in their core. Harcla was summoned again to watch and guide them in case they will face another problem. Lobin is now in the sea. He traveled all the way to the border of Yaxor to another country to have some alone time. He caught ten fishes and cooked them with his own fire.

"Pop pop. Fish are like corn. Pop Pop." He says, staring at nothingness, playing with the fish bones, "Are you suffering fish? Me too."

"Hey Mr. Fish. How will the suffering end?" Red long haired man appeared, smiling.

He looks beside him, "... Guxav. You're here."

"Hey brother. I'm here to promote more disciples. You know me and our other brothers." He chuckles.

"Mn. I know you so well."

"So what's up?"

"You know where Arete was, right?" Lobin isn't the type of person who sugarcoated their words before going to their point.

"Why? Did she disappear like a bubble? Pop?" Guxav imitates the sound.

"Yes. I don't know who blocked Crying Sun from following her. I must know where she is. She's not here in Sera."

"Oh. I know where she is."

"Bring me to her. She's our leader and our group needs her." Lobin commanded.

"Can't do that, brother."

"Why?"

"She's doing some business in the other world. Leave her alone for a moment." He shrugged.

"You know I hate repeating myself. Do it."

"Oh. Why do you know that I have an idea where she is?" Guxav tries to act innocently.

"You stitched your veins into her soul and body, idiot. It makes her one of your proxy." Guxav sighs heavily.

"Pong pong! Correct!" Guxav claps his hands like a kid, "how many days has been since she disappeared?"

"Four days ago. Why? Are you going to find her?"

"No. Let her come back on her own."

"I told you, I don't want to repeat myself."

"You also need to understand that I don't have any motivation to help you. I'm not a multitasking God like you." Guxav grinned at him. As if he's challenging Lobin's patience. Which he succeeded. Lobin blows up and makes a hole on his chest by punching him, surrounded with fire that is granted by the creator's blessing.