237 Attack of the Undead Army (1/2)

So, she summoned her flaming iron crab mallet and gathered all the flame that she could inside her tiny but powerful weapon.

”What kind of weapon is that, my precious sister?” Wixx, who was still floating above her, asked with a scowl. ”Where are your original weapons?”

”I only need this little baby to deal with you, Brother,” Tilly said confidently. When she felt that the iron crab mallet had enough flame in it, she threw it at her brother's direction without a warning. ”I apologize in advance if I hurt you.”

Her brother just smirked. It was obvious that he underestimated her iron crab mallet. Instead of avoiding it, he caught it in his hand.

`Got you, Brother.

Wixx's just smirked when the iron crab mallet released the black flame that she put in it a while ago. Of course, her black flame didn't hurt him. But that was just a distraction.

The smug look on his face vanished when he realized that after the iron crab mallet released its flame, it was now forcefully sucking his red flame. Her brother tried to drop the tiny weapon but of course, it wasn't that easy. It had attached itself to his hand and it wouldn't detach itself until it absorbed enough flame.

And it didn't end her.

She smiled in satisfaction when Wixx was literally pulled down by the weight of the iron crab mallet. Yes, her tiny weapons becomes as heavy as the flame it absorbed. And since the Red Phoenix's flame was ”pure” and powerful, it was no wonder that he instantly dropped to the ground with a loud bang.

It's over, Brother.

She jumped off the roof and then straddled her brother. Then, without blinking, she gave Wixx a solid punch in the face. Even though his physical body wasn't a real human body, it still functioned as one. In short, she managed to break Wixx's nose.

Of course, she didn't use her flame. It was never her intention to kill him after all. A punch was enough to show him that she was serious about protecting her oldest son.

Julian, your uncle won't hurt you anymore.

”You better give me and Julian a proper explanation later, Brother,” Tilly warned her brother seriously. ”And apologize to my son.”

Wixx looked shocked at first, and then, he chuckled. ”You've grown up, my precious little sister.”

***

JULIAN forced himself to move.

Then, he turned around and kicked the body that was still busy stabbing his brother Flint. The body was sent flying to where the head that he kicked a while ago was.

I'm so sorry, Grandfather.

”Brother, are you okay?” Julian asked as he helped Flint get up. He checked his wounds right away and was relieved when he saw that they weren't that deep. It seemed like his vital organs weren't hit. ”I'm glad that your wounds are only shallow.”

”Why didn't you fight back, Brother?” he asked curiously. ”Is it because you recognized the assailant too?”

Pain crossed his brother's eyes as he nodded. ”Yes,” he said. ”The day that we found Lord Denver's remains and didn't find Lord Prescott's, we had an encounter with the undead army. After we were able to escape from them, Lord Forrester had a hunch and thought that the reason why we couldn't find Lord Prescott body might be because he was turned into an undead by the North King.” He turned to the direction of the now-undead Lord Prescott. ”Lord Forrester wants to share his hunch with Big Sister Tilly later. But his ”hunch” turned out to be a fact.”

With a heavy heart, he turned to his grandfather's direction.

Since he already knew that he was turned into an undead, it didn't surprise him to see Lord Prescott re-attached his head to his neck as if it was the most natural thing in the world. His grandfather didn't have any sort of emotion on his face. Even his eyes were as empty as a shell.

Mother, I don't think we can bring Grandfather back to you in this state…

Lord Prescott's skin was a little bluish now, a clear sign that he was no longer a living human. He had cuts all over his body but instead of skin, thin pieces of ice had been shaved off from them.

It seemed like the bodies of the undead were preserved with ice.

To simply put, his grandfather was nothing more than a moving ice statue now.

He clenched his fists tight. Just the thought of his mother finding out that Lord Prescott had turned into an enemy already broke his heart. He knew that his mother would get angry and devastated if she knew how the North King disrespected Lord Prescott's body.

I can't forgive you for this, Garnet Nystrom, he thought to himself. Even if you are my grandson, disrespecting a dead person like this is unforgivable.

His thoughts were cut-off when Lord Prescott suddenly moved to attack him.

”Brother!”

Julian was surprised when Winter came out of nowhere. His brother saw that an enemy was about to attack him and so, he did what Julian would also do in that situation: fight the assailant. ”Winter…”

Winter froze Lord Prescott with his ice Mana coming out of his open hands. But when his brother probably recognized his grandfather's face, he suddenly closed his fists and took a step backwards. ”No… that face…” he said in disbelief, then he dropped his arms to his sides as if strength suddenly left his body. The ice that Winter used froze Lord Prescott from his waist down. Thanks to that, their grandfather couldn't move now. ”Brother Julian, please tell me that it's not our grandpa.”