Vesryn Pulse: Wrath of Xenon

CHAPTER 109: BEST FRIENDS

CHAPTER 109: BEST FRIENDS

MICHAEL ELDRITCH

8 DAYS AGO

The skies are already dark. The serenity of the night does not calm me any longer. Even though I have escaped from Alterra’s dragon knights, I couldn’t guarantee my safety. I have seen how Lothar Pendragon commit suicide to annihilate my entire fleet, and now I only have this airship as my safe haven. Correction, this place is not safe anymore. It has been infiltrated by my worst enemy which was once my best friend; Xenon Wingate.

I’m in the command room, together with my remaining admiral and captain of the ship. We are being guarded by the finest dragon knights from the three countries, together with the most powerful White Ghosts that trained and pledged their loyalty to Elysia. It is painful for me to admit that the world, which was once under my power, has now turned against me. All my authorities with this diamond crown I’m wearing now only extends to the walls of this airship. We have a goal of reaching Elysia’s capital as fast as possible to seek for refuge.

In these control rooms where I’m confined, there are several screens that control all the wall cameras inside the airship. All the soldiers, White Ghosts, and magic knights went to their battle stations to confront the lone enemy that has boarded the ship.

At the very deck of this vessel is a man who is wearing dirty prison clothes. His black hair swayed as the night breeze pass through him. His eyes, which is a bizarre combination of Eye of Deus and Curse of Necross are like beasts glare that is ready for the hunt. His long sharp and pointy ears indicate that he is limitlessly absorbing mana from the air.

“I’m here, Eldritch! I’m fucking here! Show yourself!” Xenon shouted at the camera.

I felt that I had to respond somehow to my guest, so I grabbed the mic and talked to him. “Xenon, my friend. You should not have come here. Lothar Pendragon is dead. You don’t even have your dragonoid bitch with you. This place is filled with the finest soldiers of Elysia, and you can never make out of this place alive.”

With the admiral’s signal through his radio, he commanded the White Ghosts nearby Xenon to unleash a rocket launcher straight to his face.

The White Ghost immediately revealed himself next to Xenon and fired a missile at point-blank. In the nick of time, Xenon managed to block the rocket with his right arm. Due to the explosion, his arms were blown completely off. However, he seemed to be not feeling any pain at all.

“Forge!” Angered, Xenon materialized a sword on his remaining left arm and slashed through the White Ghost in half. Blood sprayed all over the area, staining the dirty face of my best friend.

“You’re going to die here, Xenon!” I laughed hysterically. “The next attack would blow your head off!”

Several White Ghosts immediately appeared on the scene to ambush the lone enemy. They all shouted “Forge!” to create rocket launchers on their shoulders and aimed. There are about twelve of them, and it will be clear that not a cell of Xenon’s body would be left if he caught all the blast.

However, Xenon has an ace on his sleeve. His rainbow eye glowed, and his mutilated right arm grew dark root-like tendrils that rushed through the White Ghosts. The tendril pierced my soldier’s heart one by one like a barbecue, and once Xenon concluded that they are already dead, he withdrew the tendril back to his right arm. The tendril that looked like biomass reshaped itself into a new normal right arm for Xenon to use.

“I’m sorry, but right now, I won’t be going to the afterlife.” Xenon laughed. “You go first.”

“You’re nuts! You accepted Necross’ contract and became an undead yourself!?” I cried out loud. “You sold your soul just to have your revenge on me!? Hahaha! You’re absurdly ridiculous!”