Celestial Bloodline

The moment Kyle finished speaking, a cold aura emanated from his body, followed by icy blue flames that spread to envelop the entire sky. Both Ceano and Will stopped in their tracks when they witnessed the blue flames engulfing everything around them. A sudden realization dawned on them that the human had yet to reveal all his abilities.

Kyle clicked his tongue and took hold of the hem of his shirt to exchange the tattered one with a new garment.

"I said I made a small mistake. That doesn't mean I can't end you both."

He slid on a gray shirt over his lean and muscular frame and stared at Ceano and Will with an nonchalant expression.

"It's just that I have to fight a bit differently. I detest having to tap into its power because it can manipulate me, but well, I suppose I have no other choice."

He was talking about his bloodline. It's been a while since he last used the blue flames and the strength of his bloodline. Or should he say he stopped using its power after realizing it could subtly influence his thoughts whenever he was about to face a life-threatening situation. Kyle blinked, and the blue flames enveloped his figure. Ceano vanished from his position to reach for him, but his hands caught nothing but a chilling sensation that spread through his palm upon touching the flames.

"Where did he go??"

He shot a quick look back at Will.

"Find him! I have a hunch he's up to something again!"

Will nodded, and they both exerted their strength to quell the flames. But the more they attempted to extinguish the icy flames, the more they multiplied in all directions. It was as if they were endless.

Carcel, who was in combat with Alec, was startled when Kyle's form emerged from the flames that had completely surrounded both him and the blue-haired man.

"Be careful! Alec has completely lost his mind and I doubt he would even recognize any of us!"

He shouted and deflected another lightning-fast attack aimed at him with his spear. His muscles were stretched to their limits as he tried to keep up with Alec's lightning-fast pace, feeling somewhat dizzy.

He knew Alec was under the influence of the two shadow generals, but they had both reached the supreme rank together just a while ago! So how could Alec adapt to such immense strength so easily when he was feeling overwhelmed after using the same strength for not more than a minute.

Carcel's eyes widened as Alec suddenly changed the direction of his attack.

Alec whipped his head towards the silver-haired man and swung his blade at him. However, before Carcel could lunge forward to intercept the attack, icy flames surged out, halting Alec's actions completely. Under the stunned gaze of the golden-haired man, Kyle seized Alec's neck and snatched the sword from his hand.

"Lost his mind, huh? Let's see if he really did lose his mind."

He tossed the sword in the air and it disappeared into his mind space. Alec struggled in his grasp, but his grip tightened on the man's neck enough to leave behind marks before a faint dark aura of dread slipped out from his body to envelope the struggling man. Carcel tried to stop him, thinking he was going to harm Alec.

"What are you doing?? He is under the shadow generals' control! No way he would harm us if he was sober!"

The golden-haired man closed his mouth, frustration clear on his face when Kyle stared back at him with an indifferent expression, as if he didn't care about the reason why Alec's attacked them.

"Don't harm him-!"

He halted his words when he saw Alec ceasing his struggle within Kyle's grasp. The blue-haired man's vacant stare began to darken further, and Carcel discerned with a solemn expression that this time the mist in Alec's eyes mirrored genuine fear and dread instead of mere haziness.

Kyle released Alec, yet the man remained motionless, hovering in the midst of the flames surrounding them. Dread, fear, and desperation shrouded his face, which quickly paled, while a bitter yet twisted smile crept onto his lips. Carcel looked at Alec's state and took a deep breath. He then turned his gaze to the silver-haired man who had begun to leave.

"What the hell did you do?"

Kyle glanced back, noticing a flicker of anger in the dark eyes fixed on him. A smirk played at the corners of his lips. His mood lifted a bit, and he explained, not wanting the golden-haired man to curse him.

"Just a light punishment, firstly because he hid the truth from everyone about signing a contract with the dark side for some unknown reason, and secondly, because he inflicted harm upon my precious body."

He cast a glance at the blue-haired man who's face has turned even paler.

"Let him be; he's just facing his deepest fear. Now that he's under the shadow generals' control, it's best he stays in that nightmare until we are done with them."

Kyle was speaking the truth. He just used his fear skill on Alec to throw him into a nightmare. This was possible because even though Alec had reached the last stage of the supreme rank with the help of the power gained from the array pulsating in the sky, he was weaker than Kyle. This way, even if the shadow generals commanded Alec to do something, he would carry out that task within the nightmare.

Regardless, the silver-haired man couldn't help but wonder what the blue-haired man was experiencing in his nightmare to evoke such intense emotions on his face.

Carcel gazed at Kyle with suspicion. Yet he had no other choice but to accept Kyle's words because right now the silver-haired man was in charge of everything. He just hoped that whatever nightmare Alec was going through wasn't too much... but seeing Alec show such fear, he knew the man was experiencing something very severe. He snapped out of his thoughts when Kyle's voice echoed in his ears.

"Hurry up. Now that Alec is out of the picture, we need to eradicate the shadow generals. Or do you also want to face a nightmare like him? Because if you're not fighting with me, I'm sure I don't need you."

A curse slipped from Carcel's mouth, and after casting one final glance at Alec, he quickly followed the silver-haired man who had opened a small passage in the icy flames surging around them.