Affinity: Chaos

Chapter 137 - Such A Brave Young Man

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Boom!

An attack exploded out with the twelfth prince being pushed back by the impact. He could fight against Finn without much fear since they had almost the same strength with him being only slightly stronger. It was so small that it was barely noticeable.

'Shit! Where did this moron come from? Couldn't he have just waited till after I escaped before he came over?' The twelfth prince cursed.

This was the worst situation he had found himself in since entering the trial land. He even felt his luck was pretty bad since someone this weak would be the reason for his death.

Escaping was currently getting harder, but, it's not impossible though. So long as the chance presents itself, he'll run away without looking back. He wouldn't even be bothered about Neil. If Neil could escape then he was okay, but if he couldn't, it was not his problem, what mattered was that he could survive.

The twelfth prince who was currently cursing his bad luck and coming up with an escape plan, almost fainted when he saw two more unfamiliar people coming towards where the battle was taking place. His chances of escaping against two people were already low, even keeping himself alive was already a tough task, if one more person joined the fray, then his fate would be almost sealed.

His group wasn't having an easier time either, Neil who was the second strongest person of the group and was previously suppressing his opponent was currently fighting against two people, now, he was already slightly injured. Things were a little worse for the weakest person who was ganged upon, he was severely injured and had one foot on death's door, if he isn't saved, then he would die within a minute or so. And once he dies, then it was over for the group.

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"Who are those?" Finn who was about to continue his attack on the twelfth prince paused and asked when he saw Damian and Alan coming in their direction.

"People from the Qilin empire, I think," The youth fighting alongside Finn replied with a little hint of uncertainty.

"Hmph! More fools coming to their death," Finn snorted coldly.

If these people were truly from the Qilin empire, then they wouldn't mind killing them too.

The twelfth prince whose face was sour was elated on hearing their conversation. Although there are some differences between the attires of each empire, there are some that are almost identical, and in a place like this, it's easy for someone to wear the clothes of those from another empire, so there's no way to be certain of a person's identity through what they're wearing.

"Where are you from?" One of the youths who was fighting against Neil left the battle and stopped Damian and Alan from advancing any further.

Bam!

Alan struck immediately without even bothering to answer the youth. Since they came to fight, then there's no need for unnecessary conversations. An enemy is meant to be killed, not talked to.

Bang!

The youth slammed into the ground hard, he coughed up a mouthful of blood with a few teeth as well.

"Kill them!" Finn roared angrily.

There was no need to speak any further, Alan's actions had already given them the answer they needed. And, even if Alan and Damian joined the battles, they still had the advantage in numbers, so, Finn wasn't afraid of them.

"Are you calling that thing?" Alan asked without showing any signs of nervousness. It was like the battle was nothing to him.

"No, there's no need. I can handle them myself." Damian shook his head and started walking forward.

He immediately went to assist the youth who was almost dead. If he didn't move any sooner, then the youth would die.

Now it was twelve against nine, two ganged up on Alan, two faced off against the twelfth prince, two faced off against Damian, and the rest fought against one opponent each. Neil and the youth who was severely injured had a little breather, but the youth who was severely injured couldn't fight properly anymore.

Two minutes later.

'They're strong,' Finn was surprised by Alan and Damian's strength.

Although he was a bit stronger than Damian, he was sure he stood no chance against Alan. He still didn't know his stage yet though.

"Arghh..." A scream spread out in the battleground, but it was quickly cut short.

The others subconsciously took a glance at the cause of the shout, and they saw the previously injured youth in the twelfth prince's group lying lifeless on the ground. He managed to hold on for some time, but his injuries were just too severe for him to continue fighting.

'Hmm, one out. It wouldn't be bad if another one died though, maybe that one from the Royal Academy.' Alan thought looking at the dead youth blandly.

He could've saved the youth, but he didn't. He knew just how heartless these people were, the only reason he was helping out was because of Damian.

Since he started fighting, he had not used his full strength, he hadn't even used his second element, yet, one could see how easily he was fighting even when he was fighting against two people.

Damian looked in Alan's direction but saw him shaking his head, he smiled wryly and summoned his elemental creature. Although this couldn't compare to Reynolds' summon, it was still a force to be reckoned with.

Rawr!

The creature roared the moment it appeared, stunning both youths who were fighting against Damian.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Everyone stared at the scene in shock. This wasn't the first time most of them were seeing summons, it's just, the way it was currently slamming the youth into the ground continuously was excruciating to watch. Even Damian felt somewhat sorry for the unlucky youth who was being slammed repeatedly into the ground.

Within twenty seconds, the golem had slammed the youth into the ground a total of twelve times.

Crash!

The golem threw the youth away and he crashed to the ground.

Seeing the appearance of the youth, everyone s.u.c.k.e.d in a cold breath.

'How could the creature be this cruel?'

This was the only question running through the minds of everyone present there. The youth was currently unrecognizable, his legs were broken in multiple places, and some bones on his hands could be seen piercing out through his skin.

While the appearance of the youth stunned everyone, the golem dashed towards the second youth.

"..."

The youth's action left everyone speechless. The golem was in the Second stage of the Origin Plane, just like the youth. But, being scared shitless because of what the other youth went through, he didn't dare to fight against it.

Damian was shocked by the youth's cowardly nature. Had he been in his situation, he wouldn't have run away, he wouldn't even stand and look on as his companion was being mauled.

"Tsk, tsk, such a brave young man," Alan's voice brought everyone back from their dazed state, but the mockery in his words was evident for all to see.

The twelfth prince and his group laughed lightly, only two of them had long faces. From the looks of things, the dead youth was a friend of theirs.

"What are you all standing there for? Stop it!" Finn yelled loudly.

The golem not finding its supposed opponent turned its attention to another person. Luckily, it knew its allies and enemies.

Unlike the first youth who was grabbed easily and the second youth who cowardly escaped, this one stood his ground against the golem. Even though he wasn't its match, he could still hold on for a while.

"Alan!" Damian called out.

He couldn't keep the summon up for too long, so the quicker they ended the battle, the better for them.

Alan hearing his name could only shake his head and unleash his full strength.

With the group from the Azure empire losing two people in quick succession, their morale took a hit.

Six minutes later.

The group from the Azure empire had lost another two people, and Damian had dismissed the golem. He didn't dare to keep it up till he became thoroughly exhausted.

"Escape!" Finn yelled loudly when realized things weren't in their favor anymore.

Staying any longer was no different than a death wish.

"Heh! Is that even possible?" Alan chuckled coldly.

Ten minutes later.

Twelve corpses could be seen on the ground.

"Thank you," The twelfth prince said.

He didn't know them, but since they offered a helping hand, he was grateful.

"It's nothing," Alan said offhandedly before walking in the other direction.

After Damian and Alan left.

"That bastard, he allowed Francis to die," One of the youths said angrily.

The others knew who he was talking about. After Alan showed his strength, they felt he could've saved their friend but he didn't.