Celestial Bloodline

?Kyle raised an eyebrow with an 'Oh' and didn't ask any more questions. He quickly connected the dots in his mind and figured out what had happened.

Most probably, Alec tried to help someone, but it turned out that the person he was up against was none other than Emion. That's why he lost and ended up infuriating the latter, and while Alec was being dragged around by Emion, Carcel happened to see him and tried to help, but unfortunately got captured as well.

Kyle raised his head to gaze at the sky when he heard Emion's furious roar. The man was truly angry because even from such a distance, Kyle could see the thick dark veins bulging all around his head and neck.

With a sigh, Kyle held out his fingers toward Alec.

"I can only stop him for five more minutes."

Alec shot him a nod because five minutes were more than enough. Instantly, he jumped and bent down to dodge an attack from one of the angry winged men following behind them. He raised his voice and waved his hand toward Carcel and the people running around him.

"Everyone scatter!"

Immediately, everyone scattered in different directions. Kyle retrieved the blue spear and held it above his head. His loud voice reverberated behind everyone as he vanished from his spot to engage with Emion.

"Carcel grab!"

Sweat rolled down from Carcel's forehead as he glanced at the plain spear hurled toward him. His eyes narrowed, and with a big leap, he snatched the spear out of the air. Strangely, the cold surface of the spear warmed up his palm. Carcel halted in his tracks and twirled the spear in his hand.

"Not bad at all."

He gazed at the man flying behind him and lunged at him with a smirk. The spear in his hand moved with a rhythm as he thrust it forward.

The wings behind the man fluttered frantically as he tried to evade the attack but under his shocked eyes, the ordinary-looking spear tore through the air with lightning-fast speed. Carcel twisted the spear's body and stabbed the arrowhead directly in the man's stomach. A pained cry slipped out from the man's mouth as he lost his balance and plummeted toward the ground.

In the distance, Alec rolled down to grab a fistful of sand. He tossed it back at the person flying behind him. The man flapped his wings and waved his hands to repel the sand but suddenly a heavy object fell on his head. Due to the sudden impact, he staggered mid-air with a cry. The man rubbed his head and snapped back with bloody eyes to glare at the purple-haired dwarf who attacked him with a heavy rock.

"How dare yo-!"

His sentence was cut short because Alec grabbed a pointy rock and stabbed it in his chest. The man's eyes dilated in pain and he extended his nails, ready to tear the human apart. However before he could make a move, Alec snickered and delivered a powerful kick to his abdomen.

The man's body plummeted down and the moment he dropped to the ground another heavy rock was thrown on his head. Alec gazed at the dwarf with a nod.

Instantly, the duo ran in the opposite direction because more and more people from the dark race were gathering in the air.

At the same time, in the sky, Kyle vanished from one spot to another to avoid Emion's ruthless attacks. A bright glint flashed inside Kyle's eyes and he vanished from his spot. Instantly, Emion snapped his head back and clawed the air around him because he was sure the human would appear behind him.

An evil smirk spread across Kyle's face when he appeared above his head. He rummaged in his mind space for a heavy object but the only heavy thing he had in his mind space was a gigantic throne he stole.. Ahem, he borrowed from the tower of opportunity.

Kyle hesitated for a second when he thought about the hundreds of glistening gems adorned around the throne. Still, he dropped the throne on Emion's head with a regretful sigh.

"I need to stock some heavy boulders..."

Emion twisted his head up but it was too late. With only half a second to spare, he hastily constructed a shaky shield above his head as the heavy throne descended with lightning-fast speed. However, the shield cracked under the immense weight and shattered into countless pieces.

A muffled cry slipped out from his mouth when the throne crashed onto his head with a deafening bang.

Kyle's lips trickled upward into a barely visible smile when Emion danced around in the air and rubbed his bloodied head.

Regardless, he vanished behind his throne and grabbed it before it could plummet to the ground and shatter into many tiny pieces. Kyle sighed with relief and hurriedly tossed the throne in his mind space. However, the moment he raised his head, he was met with a speechless twitching pair of eyes.

Carcel threw the dead body in his hand away and gazed at Kyle with a blank expression. Inwardly, he swore he would never get on the latter bad side.

"That was a nice attack..."

Kyle was not sure if it was a compliment or insult but he accepted it as a compliment and thanked the golden-haired youth with a nod.

"Why are you still here? Leave, my mana is down I am going to vanish after thirty seconds."

Carcel raised the blue spear with a nod.

"I am borrowing this until I find the one I lost."

Before Kyle could answer, Carcel crushed the tiny round bead in his ear. His figure blurred and a bright light flashed around him. In the next second, he disappeared into thin air.

Kyle blinked.

"Huh?"

He scratched his head with a sigh. Just how on earth did he forget about Carcel's status? There's no way the King would allow his son to enter such a dangerous place without some kind of life-saving artifact. He shook his head with a smile.

"So he endured so much because of Alec?"

Kyle glanced at Emion and vanished from his spot. He appeared in the distance and his eyes roamed around to see the situation beneath him. Almost everyone had gone quite far.

He nodded and grabbed his sword tightly.

"Just one more attack.. then I will leave as well."

With a determined expression, Kyle was ready to attack Emion one last time but suddenly the air around him trembled and a loud unpleasant roar tore through the air. He looked up and his eyes widened slightly.

In the distance, Emion's whole body was enveloped by dark clouds, suspended in mid-air. Countless ominous snakes slithered out from the murky clouds, crackling with electricity. The sky above his head turned pitch black and a swirling vortex formed behind him. The violent currents and winds tore everything in their path, and the black vortex greedily swallowed the scattered pieces into pitch-black darkness.

Kyle watched as the vortex devoured everything, showing no distinction between friend and foe. He hastily tossed his sword in his mind space when Emion snapped his bloody eyes toward him. With a blank expression, Kyle gave him a curt nod and vanished from his spot.

"I believe I shall leave now."

Emion roared angrily behind him. The vortex and the murky clouds surged forward toward the place Kyle was standing a while ago. However, the intended target had already vanished into thin air.

"Ahhh you bastard! I will kill you! I will cut you into thousands of pieces and feed your flesh to the monsters!"

Inside a medium-sized building, Kyle grabbed his ears as he peeked through the window to glance up at the crazy man.

"Damn... his voice is too unpleasant."

He let out a large breath and vanished from his spot again. Now, staying in the dark race base was not safe. Still, he knew he could not leave Emion alone because if he did, the latter would just kill every outsider that appeared in his path.

That's why instead of leaving the base, Kyle activated his skill scent perception for a few seconds.

"I should check around for a while. After all, I need compensation for the gems I sacrificed on his head."

With a nod, he carefully passed through the numerous buildings scattered within the dark race base, heading straight toward the only place where he sensed a pleasant scent. Kyle noticed with narrowed eyes, the interior of each building was basically the same. Square rooms and simple sets of furniture.

"Ah, the dark race is quite poor."

Kyle let out a sigh and shook his head with pity.

While he was engrossed in his search. The air outside calmed down and Emion closed his eyes to suck in a sharp breath. His fists were trembling because all the captured outsiders escaped under his nose.

He couldn't help but engrave the silver-haired human face in his head.

"I will find you! Just wait!"

He gritted his teeth so hard that blood oozed out from his mouth. With another sharp breath, he flapped his wings and left the area because he suffered a few internal injuries in the middle of his frenzy.

However, he swore the moment he recovered he would go out for a mad hunt and kill every outsider he encountered mercilessly!