Ember Skywalker

Chapter 44: The Power of Ether! Bloody Past!
I saw that Raven was holding a ball of lapis lazuli flame in his palm, with electric light swirling around the surface and emitting a blazing light.

He just seized the opportunity, madly stimulating his pulse and meditating, and finally summoned the fire of chaos.

The man's eyes widened instantly.

How could it be so fast?

Judging from the information provided by the employer, this kid is still just a student, and his mental strength is not that good. It is impossible for him to complete the spell so quickly!

But looking at the speed, even the Honor-level Burning Method can't match him.

The man naturally didn't know that Raven possessed Pulse Meditation and was wearing Soul Severing.

The fire of chaos shot violently at the man.

The man no longer cared about John, and burst out with all his strength, punching out.

It doesn’t matter, Riven is just a student, and I am a powerful person of the Honor level.

But the next moment he looked horrified.

Instead of dispersing the fire, this punch caused the flames to burn along his arm.

He mobilized his burning energy to put it out, but it had no effect and only made it more intense.

"Ah! What kind of fire is this!" the man screamed, and in the blink of an eye his upper body began to burn.

boom!
He slammed the door open in panic and ran away, leaving behind a series of long howls.

Raven was about to chase after him, but he stumbled and fell to the ground.

The man's kick had injured him badly, and he could no longer hold on.

It was a long time before he was able to stand up and check on John.

John had fainted.

His right arm was still twisted behind his back, with several fingers bent and broken, leaving a bloody mess.

Raven felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. He ignored the pain, carried John on his back and ran towards the church.

When he saw the old pastor Charlie, he finally collapsed to the ground.

After briefly understanding the situation, Charlie quickly performed several healing spells to stabilize John, and then slowly healed his bones.

Seeing his brother was saved, Raven felt relieved and started to receive treatment.

Looking at John, Raven felt deeply guilty.

If he hadn't risked his life to save me this time, I would have died.

"Oken, you bastard, I will definitely settle the score with you!" Raven roared.

In Oaken's residence, he was also roaring:

"What a waste! What a waste!

You are looking for a reputation-level killer, how could you fail? "

He kicked the butler to the ground.

"I...I don't know either."

"Why do not you go to hell!"

Late at night, Raven took John back to their residence.

John's injuries have basically healed, but the broken bones will take a long time to heal.

He began to think about how to deal with Oaken.

The hatred between the two cannot be resolved, and that guy will definitely not give up.

Once there is a second time, he can't be so lucky every time, so he only has one choice.

That will eliminate the trouble forever.

Since you want me to die, you have to die first!
But given that guy's identity, it would not be possible for him to just come directly. He needs a legitimate reason.

There's nothing better than a duel.

He gradually formed a plan in his mind, and now he just had to wait for Oaken to come to the White Tower.

If he doesn't come, then I have to think of other ways and I can't delay it any longer.

In a narrow alley, an old woman with white hair and a hunched body was walking slowly.

Her eyes were cloudy and her steps were unsteady. She was Anqi's grandmother.

The old woman seemed tired. She supported the wall beside her and casually glanced at the corner where some strange symbols were painted.

This was the third place she had stumbled upon this symbol.

She walked slowly out of the city.

After she was far away from the city, she saw that there was no one around, so she suddenly stood up, took out an exquisite moon blade from somewhere, and quickly left.

Soon, a river appeared in front of her, with a sparse forest beside the river.

The old woman stopped and a clear bird song came out of her mouth.

After a while, the same bird song came from the forest, faintly revealing excitement.

Then a handsome, calm, and resolute middle-aged man named Yue Ling came out.

He was wearing a grey Moon Spirit robe and dragging a young Moon Spirit with his right hand.

The Yue Ling looked listless and had empty eyes. Seeing the middle-aged Yue Ling, the old woman suddenly opened her eyes wide and shouted angrily:
"Byron! Why is it you? What did you do to Melek?"

The middle-aged Yue Ling seemed to have not heard anything. He stared at the woman blankly, a rare hint of tenderness on his resolute face. He said softly:

"Everene, you are really here, are you... okay?"

The woman was stunned. She almost forgot the name.

A complex expression appeared on her face, but she shouted again:
"I ask you, what did you do to Melek?"

The middle-aged Yue Ling smiled bitterly: "You haven't changed at all. I just broke Melek's innate Moon Flame. He is fine."

The woman's face changed drastically:

"Do you know how rare it is for a tribe member to awaken the innate Moon Flame?

When did you become so cold-hearted? "

“I have no choice, Evelyne.

In order not to reveal your whereabouts, Melek ignited the Moon Flame after seeing me.

If I hadn’t done that, he would have been reduced to ashes.”

Faced with the woman's questioning, the middle-aged Yue Ling was surprisingly patient.

It seemed as if just being able to talk to her was a satisfaction.

The woman's anger subsided a little, but she still said coldly:
"How did you know I was here?"

“I don’t know, I’ve been looking for you all these years.

By chance a few days ago, I met Melek near here.

He escaped with you that year, so I guess you might be in the city.

So I used Melek's signature to mark many places in the city, but I didn't expect you to actually show up."

"Did that traitor Longoria send you to kill me?
If so, then do it. I can't escape anyway.

I just hope that you will look upon us for the sake of the past and not bring Melek back to the tribe, otherwise he will die."

“Eve, how could I kill you?
I will never let you get hurt even if I die." Byron's voice was filled with sadness.

A hint of tenderness flashed across the woman's eyes, but was quickly replaced by indifference:

“So you’re here to capture my sister’s child?
She has already been imprisoned by that woman, why would she kill her child?"

Byron looked at the woman and said sincerely:
“Eve, I came here just to see you.

Even though Longoria is the queen of the clan, she cannot order me to do something I don’t want to do.”

"Can you please take off your disguise?
I didn't expect that you, who were once so proud and loved beauty, would dress up as an old woman.

But don't do that in front of me, okay?"

His voice is as gentle as the wind.

The woman hesitated for a moment, wiped her face, took off an exquisite human skin mask, and took off her wig.

In the blink of an eye, a white-haired old woman turned into a gentle and beautiful Yue Ling beauty.

With the vicissitudes of life in her eyes, she looks even more charming.

Seeing the beauty still as beautiful as before, Byron was a little dazed for a moment, as if he had returned to the past, and he couldn't help but be mesmerized.

Evelyne was also a little disappointed.

The man in front of her was upright and strong, and once gave her a deep sense of security.

However, this integrity imprisoned him and hurt himself.

After experiencing the bloody night, loving each other is now a luxury.

"How is your sister now?" Evelyne asked softly.

“It’s bad, Longoria was originally very jealous of your sister.

Now that she has become the clan leader, your sister has fallen into her hands again..."

Byron did not continue.

Evelyne's lips were pale and her face looked sad.

“Longoliya is really far inferior to your sister.

For more than a decade, she has spared no effort to eliminate your sister's supporters, causing the morale of the clan to be divided and even the status of the royal family to be shaken.

Now, both the Titan Moon Spirit and the Storm Moon Spirit are showing signs of surpassing us.

Even those low-ranking Moon Spirits dare to challenge us."

Byron's tone was filled with deep regret.

"I shouldn't have been deceived by Griffith and stayed out of it."

"Huh! Is there any point in saying this now?
Your sister was in so much danger that night, but what did you choose?
Do you know that your so-called non-helping of both sides has put my sister and I in a desperate situation?

You are actually helping the traitor Longoria and the liar Griffith!
I thought you would protect my world, but after that night, everything disappeared!"

Evelyne was reminded of the past and asked loudly.

(End of this chapter)