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Now reading: Chapter 195 Apocalypse Of Therut (7) from Requiem Of A Failed Hero, a Fantasy novel by RighteousFilth.



"This is a suicidal attempt!"

He shouted and flung himself into the air, aiming in the direction of the palace.

"I don't understand what is going on! But the Emperor cos first"

Her voice sounded from above him.

He looked up and briefly saw her skimpy skirt and fresh thighs go over him.

'– fast.'

Lambert Dellagado took much pride in his sword but the hidden fact of what many people did not know, what underlay that fine swordsmanship was his legwork, perfect and swift. Furnished and with over thirty years of perfect mastery. When he ran it was like he was being carried by the wind.

So when he ran, never in his wildest imagination did he see so young girl passing him in that sa minute.

Amber Rose truly was worthy of her reputation.

Old age doesn't an weakness.

'I can't slack too.'

He quickened his pace, hopping on cars as both of them ran in the direction of the palace.

***

The sky rumbled again. This ti opened with a flaming glow, sparking with fla throws that landed on the building and erupted them in a cascade of fire. The scene had beco chaotic and the main event had bit even happened.

The clouds encircled the area where more flas were concentrated, even a kid could tell it was about to rain, and that was how dark the cloud was.

But this was not about to rainwater. Monsters and humans were subjected to the sa hazard as the spear slowly ca out of the sky– swirling and surging with a torrent of flas. The heat exuded caused a thick curtain fabric to burn and several places were caught up in fire without even coming in contact with any sort of fire.

The Flaming spear was right above the palace, intended to crush and bury everything, what happens in the palace stays in the palace.

Alexander had resolved his mind for this, he thought of his only surviving family and looked back with a nod.

A surviving knight carried the young prince with struggles and limped as he made his way away, anyway, just going away and not being caught up in the destruction that was about to happen.

Hallan Lamar had been silent.

Until now, he brushed his brow and frowned. "I am impressed. You have indeed grown. You are not the Alexander I used to know, to be able to sacrifice your life for the sake of others. You too have beco foolish, and vile. You do sothing useless as this."

He plunged the spear out of the ground where it was stabbed in. Angrily took large strides toward the Emperor, raising his voice.

"Tell , Alexander! Do you think you can kill by sacrificing yourself?! You will throw away your life to stop and I will still live! I will still destroy this world and your life? Wasted! For nothing but the re price of your heroic foolishness."

The fla spear got closer as a second tick, even now it was hovering right above the sky of the palace and in the next few minutes, everything would beco... hell on Therut.

"You overestimate yourself way too much."

That is right, the Emperor was dead serious about this, he wasn't waiting on anyone to save him from his reckless decision. There was no remorse in his eyes as he held his sword up, its blade cutting his face in half.

Hallan Lamar clicked his tongue in pity. "Tsk, tsk, tsk"

The Emperor pierced the air this ti, he was fast. His sword successfully plunged into Hallan's chest and his back. But Hallan was not the only one that had obtained a severe blow.

The Emperor's sudden and unexpected burst of speed had so surprised him that he attack without controlling his power. Now his hands were buried into his student's stomach.

Hallan's grotesque face crippled, he shivered, his voice shaking as he called onto the falling Emperor. "Alex... no, no, Alexander."

Emperor Alexander was on his knee as the spear was about to collide with them, it was ten ters away in the sky but the entire place was governed by high temperature, hot and burning such that water from the fountain evaporated, letting out hot steam.

It was going to be a large-scale destruction that will overturn the land, make the palace castles crumble and nothing caught in this fiasco is bound to live. Except such a thing exceeded common sense.

Dreaer clicked his tongue staring from a distance. "It seems we have underestimated the mainland heroes far too much."

He had gone in pursuit of the first ominous energy he felt which was from Hallan. But only arrived to et another powerful energy.

His opinion still differs, even though he now thinks of mainland heroes as 'quite strong' because of what he was seeing, he still thinks that ominous energy is strong and that was still what he was after even with a flaming spear right above him.

His eyes were glued to Hallan Lamar who was holding the Emperor passionately, shuddering, and extrely sorrowful.

'He is the one.'

The one he ca for. The energy had seized but he could still feel a subtle discharge from him. Sothing that should be too little for anyone to notice, Dreaer had an extraordinary perception. It was not far-fetched considering that he was one hell of a strong elf.

He wished he could jump at whoever that man is and just start fighting to check how strong he is but the mont this flaming spear touches the ground, there would be nothing but ashes, him included.

His brows furrowed.

All he had was ten seconds. He gazed all over with calculative eyes, trying to figure out a solution. This thing was almost impossible to defeat.

'Amazing'

He ca to respect the Emperor as he took in the colossal view of the spear and its destructive effect on the environnt.

Tear

Draear tore away his shirt to reveal an intertwined dragon tattoo that looked like they were carved into his skin.

He crossed his arms.

"Co. Long Huo, Long Shui"

GRRRR

The ground beneath his feet began to tremble, it started from that point and spread forth. Shaking so hard that stones from the debris were dancing on the floor.

A vibrant blue and red energy suddenly enveloped the area he was in, one to his right, the other to his left.

The strong and majestic energy couldn't escape Hallan's perception.

His eyes widened.

'How? How is a native of Therut able to use mana!'

No denying it. He was very familiar with it and could tell at a glance. Mana did not exist in Therut, no! To be precise they didn't know how to utilize mana.

'This makes no sense'

A variable that existed the destroy his plans now existed, Hallan never thought that there will be a being in the whole of Therut capable of using mana. Even he underestimated the strong bond of the elves to mana.

That ti of war when the elves sought a greater power, they got it but turned away from violence to cultivate and learn to control this power.

Well, as we see... they did a good job at that.

Gradually the two dragons began to materialize, erging from the convergence of water and fire that first materialized from the mana that surrounded the place.

Long Huo, a magnificent creature that embodied the essence of fire. Its body, long and serpentine, covered in shimring crimson scales that flickered and danced with inner flas, the dragon's eyes glowed with a fierce intensity.

Long shui. Sleek and sinuous with iridescent blue scales, compared to Long Huo, this one's eyes radiated with a calm aura.

Both of them circled each other in a srizing dance, their elents intertwining in a harmonious fusion.

Whim!

It was in ti, God saved the Emperor. The dragon summoning and charade did not stop the falling of the spear, at least not while they were still dancing around each other, a post-arrival signature move of so sort.

"Your Majesty!"

Amber Rose exclaid as she dropped the Emperor whose stomach was bloody.

Her face distorted as she saw the heavy injury.

Simultaneously just as the Flaming spear touched the ground a deafening crash spread across the whole place peeling the ground at the speed of light and razing everything in view with the trendous blast force of fire itself.

Everywhere turn white before anyone could react or brace themselves for the impact, but right in that instance.

"Domain of Darkness."

Everywhere turned black. The raging chaos of flas disappeared like it was never there. A serene and calm wind howled across the dark clouds and murky black ground.

Draear with his dragons, it was his dragons that first flinched, gnashing their teeth, then Draear's attention caught a large monster, he had never seen anything like it.

As it flew closer others too saw it, including Hallan Lamar who was frowning at the presence of this unfamiliar creature. Yet another variable.

A man could be seen standing on the monster with his arms folded.

Lambert Dellagado squinted his eyes to get a better view of the familiar yet unfamiliar physique.

"Raven?"

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