Standing at the entrance of his village, Sol’s body was shaking uncontrollably.
Mutilated corpses with organs and brain matter poking out were scattered everywhere; it was as if these people weren’t killed by humans but were mauled by wild animals. The ground was dyed with blackish goo as a result; it was blood that was beginning to dry from the hot midday sun.
And the stench, it was so putrid it could make one instantly expel the contents of their stomach. Sol had to forcefully hold back his instinctual reaction to vomit.
A river of blood was the only way to describe the grueso sight in front of him.
"Please no! Why-Why are you doing this?!"
A sad but rage-fill scream echoed in Sol’s ears. He imdiately whipped his head in that direction to see a man limping away from three Paladin Warriors of the Church.
These three n were laughing to themselves and were taking their ti to approach the limping man trying to run away. It’s as if they were watching an animal on display and not a human struggling for his life.
No, not even an animal would be treated like this. These n saw this man as sothing less than an animal; it was sickening to watch.
With the man’s leg being injured, he soon fell over and crashed hard onto the ground. The three Paladin Warriors all let out uproarious laughter upon seeing him fall.
The man had tears streaming down his face as he said.
"I-I don’t want to die... I don’t want to die... *Sob*... my son... my son is still..."
The man began to crawl, his nails digging into the ground.
"Haha! Look at this fellow, he’s crawling in the dirt like a worm!"
One of the three Paladin Warriors made a joke that caused another uproarious laughter from them.
"W-We let you into our village... We trusted you people. But you monsters turn around and began to wantonly slaughter us. What Church? What followers of God? You people are demons in human flesh!"
"Huh? You still have so much energy to curse at us?"
One of the n who looked to be the leader of the group said this as he walked forward.
"Instead of cursing at us, maybe you should have used that energy to start begging us to spare your life. But that’s too late now."
The leader showed a wicked grin as he raised his foot over the man’s head ready to stomp down and crush his skull.
However, before his foot could co down on the man’s head, the leader suddenly shifted his head to the side.
Swoosh!
Sothing went flying by his face just a fraction of a second later. It looked like a piece of wood.
Enraged by this, the leader spun around and glared at the culprit.
Sol was seen standing several ters away with the carrier filled with wood next to him on the ground; Little Zeel was nowhere to be seen. But Sol hadn’t noticed his disappearance. His body was trembling while he glared at the three n, but this ti his trembling was due to pure anger.
The leader seeing that it was just a kid frowned and asked.
"Why is there a kid here? Shouldn’t they all be in the temple?"
Hearing that, Sol’s ears perked up.
"S-Sol?"
Sol’s gaze shifted to the man on the ground, who had elation appear in his eyes.
"S-Sol, your father... tell your father to save us... save our village. N-No, first the children... they’re planning to take the children from the village! Sol, Amon... Amon is-"
"Shut up!"
The leader suddenly yelled as he kicked the man to the side. A loud crunch could be heard echoing out as the kick landed, it was savage.
The man rolled to a stop without moving, he was either dead or on the verge of death.
"Bastard!"
Sol yelled. He knew this man, how could he not? He was Amon’s father!
However, the leader in response simply picked his ear and said to Sol with his nose turned up.
"So, you’re that man’s son who is fighting our Bishop? I bet if we capture you, we could force him to surrender."
The leader wore an evil grin.
"Capture him!"
Imdiately, the two Paladin Warriors at the back stepped forward and approached Sol. One of them said.
"Look kid, it’s better not to run, or else I might have to take off one of your le-"
BANG!
The man couldn’t finish his threatening speech as he was hit by Sol’s carrier, which was filled with wood, face-first.
The carrier itself was made from a special material that was extrely heavy as a part of Sol’s strength training, similarly to the black bracelets around his ankles and wrists.
Adding the weight of the woods, the force of the blow was by no ans weak. The man was sent flying and crashed into the ground several ters away.
His head was disfigured with small wooden splinters stabbed into his face, and even a portion of his armor was dented.
Looking over at their companion who was more than likely dead, the two n were at first shocked but were then enraged.
"You fucking brat!"
The second Paladin Warrior swerved around with his hand on the hilt of his sword about to draw it, but he froze as Sol was no longer where he stood.
"Where-?!"
The man was about to say, but he suddenly sense sothing and imdiately look down.
Sol had used the distraction to approach the man, and before he could react, his fist was already heading towards the man’s chest.
Like what happened to the trees previously, Sol’s fist containing imnse strength slamd into the man’s chest. However, instead of flying away from this force, the man’s spine curved over Sol’s fist before he eventually fell onto the ground unmoving.
Even though the man’s armor was intact with only Sol’s fist imprint on it as evidence of the damage, the force of Sol’s fist had passed through the armor and destroyed the man’s internal organs killing him.
After killing the second Paladin Warrior, Sol felt a bit lightheaded. That attack was the concentration of his full strength, just like the kick his father had block.
But before Sol could catch his breath, a bright golden light suddenly appeared in his peripheral vision. He instinctively pulled his head out of the way to dodge the attack, but a stinging sensation appeared on his neck.
Heart beating wildly, Sol reached up and touched his neck, his fingers ca away with drops of blood.
"Fucking brat, I’ll gut you open for what you did."
Sol looked up at the leader and saw that he was walking towards him while a strange golden aura wafting around him and his sword.
Sol could tell this man was different from the other two, he was much stronger. However, despite the fearso aura this man was radiating, compared to what his father would release while in training it was nothing.
Sol steeled his nerves and got into a fighting stance as the man approached him.
"Look at this fucking brat! Do you think you can fight , boy? DIE!!"
The leader was enraged that Sol would dare think to fight him. His figure left a blur as he rushed forward. His sword which glowed a bright golden aura and was filled with intent to kill, slash towards Sol’s neck once again to behead him.
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