265 Bandits 1 (2/2)
”There isn’t enough time! Hurry up and hide. They’re coming on to us really quickly! Bend down! Watch your breathing!” Garen hurriedly lay flat on the ground near in a recess near some rocks.
Andy and Jessica also climbed in quickly and crouched down, making sure that the baby was by their sides.
Only Goth reacted slowly, and couldn’t figure out what to do.
Garen yanked him aside roughly and pulled him downwards in one go, before pushing him into the rock pit.
”Hey! You…”
”Shh…”
Garen jabbed a finger at his mouth immediately.
At the furthest right corner of the murder scene, near the bend of the carriage lane, a group of silhouettes in black robes appeared almost instantly.
The sky was bright outside, yet all of them were dressed from head to toe in fully black robes. Even their heads were fully covered.
There were five of them in this black-robed group. The one leading the group stood all the way in front, wearing a black robe with white embroidery on the edges. The most eye-catching part of him was the black python wrapped around his shoulders.
On first glance, the black python looked like a thick black line that hung around the black-robed man’s right shoulder. This snake seemed like an average serpent, except for the third eye that had grown in the middle of its forehead that looked like a light green pupil.
The three pale green eyes stared coldly at its surroundings as the snake poked its scarlet forked tongue out of its mouth from time to time.
”It’s the three-eyed black python! Damn it! It really is form two!” cursed Andy softly. ”How could a form two totem user resort to something as useless as stealing!”
”Shh…” Garen felt like pinching him.
Andy kept his voice down immediately. His voice was soft, but their enemy seemed to have heard something and was looking in their direction now. There was a sense of uncertainty in his gaze.
The four youngsters felt a chill down their spines, and quickly crouched down even lower. They were too scared to even look up now.
Garen like he could hear his heart threatening to beat out of his chest.
Form two referred to a totem user or Luminarist who had evolved their totem to the second form. He had witnessed a battle of a form two totem user with his own eyes before.
His own Teacher Emin once fought with a form two totem user and suffered serious injuries from two losses. He had almost lost his life, and was now in the process of recovering slowly. In the previous world, a Luminarist of this power-level would definitely be higher than B-level. If someone had enraged them, they had the capacity to become human nuclear bombs, except that the range of destruction would not be as vast as that of a real nuclear bomb.
Garen had realised now, that within the Luminarists, a large majority of form one totem users who had the opportunity to evolve to form two totem users, could only do so because of the support they received from specific organizations.
Judging from the luminescence of his current neon butterfly, there was no point in talking about form two Luminarists, or even form one Luminarists or totem users, when he couldn’t even shatter their luminescence.
This was the most troublesome part.
Garen himself was already very clear on this matter. He already had a Secret Technique and knowledge in combining a totem and martial arts, and would definitely be able to defeat a regular person. But when faced with a Luminarist, his skills seemed clumsy in comparison. Assuming that a form one Luminarist would just stand there and allow themselves to be attacked, it would still take him at least ten to twenty minutes just to break through their defense.
In the area of Luminarists, only form two totems were considered legitimate Luminarist totems. Beginning from form two, totems would then have the ability to access various evolutions. Furthermore, they would then be able to possess special capabilities.
The only problem was that the resources and knowledge required for a form two totem belonged to a range that would leave most people dumbfounded and in shock.
Crouching inside the pit, Garen noticed the paleness of his three companions faces.
”The three-eyed black python is the black python’s form two totem. I’ve seen its abilities,” whispered Andy in an extremely soft voice. He sounded like he had been out of breath for a while. ”Garen, don’t come out. The three-eyed black python’s third eye can will release a green coloured light that corrodes. You don’t have a core totem, so you won’t be able to block it.”
Garen felt his heart beat quicker in his chest. He nodded obediently.
After staying downwards for a while, the four of them held their breath, still afraid to come out. They could hear the endless sound of footsteps approaching closer, but did not dare to look up and peek.
The sound of footsteps grew louder as they came nearer, before stopping abruptly at a certain location.
”Gaduma, anjisiladinghute.” They heard the words being said in a young woman’s voice, but could not understand the meaning at all.
Garen furrowed his eyebrows, and looked to the rest of his companions. Andy shook his head, signalling that he too could not understand. Goth had a blank expression on his face. Only Jessica seemed to have an idea about what was happening.
Jessica met the trio’s eyes and begin to translate what she had heard into the Kovitan language. She mouthed the words one by one and made sure the others were watching.
Iron Tank City was one of the Kovitan Empire’s vassal states. The feudal lords of these territories were still involved in the imperial affairs of the Kovitan Empire, and still spoke a native variation of the Kovitan language.
But the language spoken by the woman in the black robe sounded more like a local dialect from the South, and sounded almost like a tongue-twister.
Jessica began to translate the sentences one by one for her other three friends.
The young woman said: ”Captain, my totem had definitely sensed the presence of others in this area just now.”
”How many of them were there?” This was probably said by the man in the black robe. His voice sounded low and full of self-control, giving people a sense of restraint.
”Four of them,” replied the woman.
”What do they look like?”
”They were dressed in yellow clothes.”
”Then they’re definitely not the marshall squad,” replied the captain in a low voice. ”Let’s go. They were probably just passersby going down the road. The marshall squad will be arriving soon though.”
”Yes, sir.”
The sound of footsteps began to move further away.
The four people hidden in the rock pit finally breathed a sigh of relief.
”Hey! This part was moved by someone!” The woman’s voice rang loudly once again. ”There’s a hidden section here, something must be hidden inside!”
The footsteps stopped suddenly.
The heart beats of the four people began to speed up.
”Seems like there may still be survivors… Hmm… Interesting. Calania, continue investigating this area. See if there are any survivors left.” The captain’s voice echoed throughout the area.
”Yes,” replied a woman’s voice.
Suddenly, the sharp noise of bird’s cry could be heard.
Caw!
The shrill noise only sounded for a moment, and stopped right after that.
”There are no survivors inside the carriage,” replied the woman’s voice once again.
”Alright then. Move out,” replied the captain indifferently.