Nameless Immortal

Untitled Part 31

A bit longer than the usual chapter please have the patience to read thanks

Chapter 31 All is Fair in Love and War

Everyone stopped for a second and looked at Batista's direction, he was fuming with anger and a savage aura was slowly building up around him making him look like a beast who was about to devour everyone around him. Opposite him were three people, aside from Jack and Floyd there was an additional person but he was bound with ropes fortified with formations and his mouth was also covered.

"Motherfucker! Release him Floyd!"

Batista wanted to jump out but Floyd pointed his sword at Dave's neck making a small amount of blood flow.

"Ah, ah, you better not make any unnecessary movements or my hand might get agitated."

Floyd spoke with a sinister smile while looking at Batista with a provocative face.

"Damn! Floyd, this is too outrageous even for you," Batista growled and tried his best to maintain his calm.

"Hahahahaha!" Floyd suddenly burst into laughter then looked at Batista with a sinister look.

"Outrageous? Really? Then what do you call what you've done all those years ago? Huh?"

"Are you kidding me, Floyd? You still can't get over it? Damn! How many times do I have to explain it to you? Huh? She never liked..."

"Shut the fuck up! You know damn well how I felt about her but you still laid your hands on her! And worse, you even let her die!"

Before Batista could finish his sentence, Floyd interrupted with fury in his eyes. The people around them felt kinda awkward listening to them because they knew how the enmity started.

.....

A little over forty years ago...

In a remote hunting village located in the southern part of the Carson kingdom, black smoke was rising from burning houses. Cries of women being ravaged could be heard while children were weeping beside their father's or brother's corpses. All the men in the village have been murdered by the bandits.

Coincidence or not, Batista was hunting in the mountains alone when the bandits attacked his village. He was fifteen years old but his body was bulked with muscles and he was bigger than the average man, this was due to his cultivation method. Their village did not produce any cultivators, he only got lucky when he entered one of the caves where a cultivator passed away in meditation and left his legacy.

Looking at black smoke rising from where his home was located, he did his best to rush back but it was too late, the village was razed and the bandits were gone. His eyes were red and his body was trembling while slowly walked towards his house where his family was supposed to be waiting for him, his parents, his older sister and their newborn baby brother.

Slowly opening the door, the smell of blood assaulted his nose and tears started to run down his face. He did his best to retain his sanity then went to the bedroom where he saw a nightmare he could never forget.

His mother and sister were bare naked on the bed with blood all over their bodies.

"Nooo!"

Batista issued a low cry and could not contain his grief then kneeled down on the floor while trying his best not to become crazy. From the corner of his eye, he saw another horrifying scence, his baby brother was in the corner of the room lying in a pool of blood with his head mangled. It was obvious he thrown hard on the wall that smashed his head.