Siva (Volume 6) Dead Man Island

Chapter 038: Siva's Harem?

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Chapter 038: Siva's Harem
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Cramer ruefully cursed at that moment.

A resounding explosion rung as an impact ring beautifully expands between the two of them. It was none other than the «Hammer Blast» ability of the weapon that blew him off.

Not only Cramer was forcefully logged out, he was also thrown out of the marbled ring.

The audience, majority whom had already given up on Siva just a few moments ago, had their jaws hanging open with some even still in the middle of their gasps that hung with extreme difficulty of breathing in the slightest of air.

Such silence was an eerie one, much like the silence of the crowd in Warjillis when Akhenaton had first showed itself to the world.

Only when the sound of Cramer's body hitting the outside ring and even rolling with thudding and skidding sounds and tumbling like a stringless puppet all on its own did the audience recovered.

CLAP! CLAP!! CLAP!!! ~~~~~CLAP!!!!

No one knows who clapped first but when this one particular sound rung in the silence, the crowd went nuts as they shouted to their hearts' contents, a loud cacophony of cheers booming in the stadium assaulted Siva who was now just in the middle of correcting his posture.

He ignored this thundering applauds, whistling, and shouts and yells of joy.

Right now, his mind was trying to focus to imprint this feeling while his senses are still sharp and the lingering feeling of speed was still present on his bones.

He closed his eyes and looked up, seeming to be bathing on the cheers of others.

But in truth, he didn't care about the cheers.

The reason why he was looking up is because he was trying to chase his breath.

"So that's why I always lose consciousness..." He muttered as he pumped air to his lungs.

Beyond just chasing his breath, Siva discovered that the reason why he felt that he was always so extremely spiritually tired whenever he achieves this [state] is because it exhausts too much of his mental stamina.

It's like cramming for 72hrs without sleep before the BAR Exams. (A/N: exam for lawyers)

The mental exhaustion was just too much.

"I won." He murmured and not long after these two words came out, sounds of rushing footfalls echoed from behind him as Scion, Agatha, Niobe, and Cassiopeia (happily) led the horde of the core members of The Company towards the stage.

"Rex!"

"Siva!"

"Master!"

"Honey!"

"""WHO'S YOUR HONEY?!!"""

Scion was wearing a heart-breaking 'pained' face as she directly lunged to spoil him on her two supple chests; Agatha immediately cast a healing spell while Niobe and Cassiopeia rode the wind and hugged him from behind like a pair of excited little girls——