99 Bloodbath (1/2)

”I am your consequence!”

Chàng Bo's cold words ràng out like the banging of a loud Gong.

The sound reverberated across the Coven causing the thousands of Witches and Warlocks in the compound to tremble. The weaker ones even spat out blood as they felt their skin blister and their organs shift.

His words and aura alone conveyed his bloodlust. As if the grim reaper himself was pressing his scythe against their necks, they felt death hanging around them.

Lady Winter stood up, her back was covered in sweat. Her fears had come true. As she had expected, the Gatekeeper wouldn't have taken this matter sitting down, the Council had been fools to think he had.

From the powerful voice, Winter guessed that this Practitioner was likely at the Dao stage or above. It was probably Chàng Bo, Gatekeeper Lu's Fate Companion.

Lady Winter, like most Practitioners, had heard all kinds of rumours about Chàng Bo. He was a Prince known for his unpredictable behaviour and violence, he wasn't someone that could be easily reasoned with.

She wondered if she should run, escape with her life and leave everything behind. She knew many Mages who would predictably be fleeing by now, scurrying away with their tails between their legs.

Her instincts were telling her to run, but her heart was telling her the opposite.

She had been a core member of the Coven for hundreds of years, she had lived through all kinds of disasters and travesties with the Coven. She had sworn herself to the Western Witches. This place contained her people, her history and her life. Additionally, this was their main Coven, the main headquarters.

If this place was completely destroyed that would be the end of the Western Witches. Even if some branches of the Coven remained, the strongest Mage sect of the West would become a joke. Other groups would take advantage of their weakness. Hunters would kill them off or other Covens would pick at their belongings like vultures stealing the flesh from their rotting corpses.

Even if she did join a different Coven her position would never be the same. Others would always see her as the Mage who abandoned her Coven in its time of need. That would put her integrity into question and Lady Winter had her pride.

She chewed at her nails, she was only at the peak of the Nascent stage, she was several stages weaker than Chàng Bo, fighting him would mean certain death unless she used some extreme and forbidden methods.

”No, it's not just me, other mages and council members will stay behind to fight. We will band together against him, he won't be able to take us all on that easily!” She reassured herself, and with clenched fists, she left her Office to confront Chàng Bo.

He smiled slightly to himself at the thought. Bo was in a good mood, all the points as well as the smell of fear and the chaos around him as everyone panicked, it made his mood bright and happy.

Ever since his encounter with Five and Four he'd been feeling stiff and uncomfortable. The fear they'd made him feel had been so frustrating. Just the memory of it made Chàng Bo tremble slightly. He needed to let off some steam, and there was no method better than a little slaughter.

”What method should I use?” Chàng Bo mused aloud, ”I don't want to kill them all too quickly, it should be slow and fun.”

Little Red shivered as she heard his chilling words, this man was a complete psycho.

”You, stop right there!” A loud shout made Chàng Bo turn.

There were a group of twelve Mages, they were dressed in black robes, from their aura Chàng Bo could tell that they were all at the Nascent stage, some were near Immortality but none had quite reached it.

Considering the ranking of Mao Lu's realm and the calibre of practitioners that lived here, Chàng Bo guessed that these people were the Elders of this Coven.

”How respectable for you to come to me” Bo smirked, ”I'm surprised you didn't try to run.”

”We have no reason to run, our conscience is clear and we stand by our Coven.” The one who spoke was a woman with a green pixie cut.

While she looked young she was likely a few thousands of years old.

”A clear conscience? Is that what you think? If you did nothing wrong why didn't you properly clean up after your disciple? She interfered with the Gatekeeper's friends and led one of them to be captured by crazy Mage Hunters.”

”If you're so in the right, then why isn't Frank Wang here and safe instead of still in the hands of those People. You didn't clean up after your own mess, it seems your Coven lacks discipline.”

While Chàng Bo said this he had pulled the Quintessence blade from its sheath. He looked at his reflection in the golden metal.

”We did want to rectify the situation, but the Mage Hunters aren't easy to deal with, we would have sacrificed some Mages if we had brazenly gone there-”

”Then you should have sacrificed some Mages” Chàng Bo cut her off.

”W-we must protect the lives of our members foremost as a Coven, we couldn't just send them into certain death, and the Mage Hunters aren't idiots I-I'm sure they're treating Frank Wang well.” The Witch was shaking, her voice stuttered. The other Mages behind her were on their knees practically begging for mercy.

”We-we wanted to discuss this with the Gatekeeper, we sent him letters and envoys to his Offices and we even sent gifts in apology. Also, Qi Zhou was expelled from the Coven before she caused th-this.”

Chàng Bo honestly didn't care about anything she said. If this was only about Frank Wang he would have gone straight to the Mage Hunters. Part of it was getting some respect for Mao Lu since these people obviously didn't fear their Gatekeeper enough, but the other part of it was simply that he wanted to let off some steam.

As the Witch opened her mouth to make more excuses, suddenly her blood sprayed out as her head exploded with a ”POP”.