Chapter 812 - The Falcon’s Beacon (VII) (1/2)
“… It’s you?”
Sovann looked in confusion. Within the blue flames was a silhouette of a man walking toward the edge of the altar. He appeared to be around the same age as Sovann. But unlike Sovann, the man appeared to be sinister with his stretched, wolf-like face. Then, a ghastly whiteness spread over Sovann’s face as soon as he recognized the man.
“Lennon?! How is this possible?! Aren’t you already dead?”
“Hahaha… Sovann, is that the only thing you can say toward this old friend of yours?”
Lennon burst into a cold laughter. The tattered black robe on him trembled while something below it bulged and shrunk almost immediately. Rhode twitched his brows at this sight. He took two steps back and gestured, which Nell, Lize, and Anne shifted their positions cautiously. They stuck close to one another with Celia in front of them, wielding her sacred sword. Celestina looked up proudly, and the thorn whip in her hands transformed into a pitch-black, razor-sharp steel whip. She strolled to Rhode’s side and her scarlet eyes glinted in an odd maroon radiance. Nell laid her arms before her and two daggers emerged from her hands. Lize hid behind Anne’s raised shield while Anne carried Christie in her other arm, scanning the surrounding vigilantly.
“Boss and I killed you ourselves. I watched you fall off the cliff!”
Sovann gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. He had never expected to see Lennon again.
What exactly is going on? Why is this traitor of the Battle Mage Group here? Didn’t Leader and I kill him?!
But unlike the bewildered Sovann, Rhode was much calmer. Earlier on, he realized that there was likely a mole in the Battle Mage Group as soon as he realized that the Guardian Spirits were manipulated by undead spells. If not, why would this altar that only elite members of the group could enter be stained by undead spells? The only explanation was that the Battle Mage Group had been infiltrated by the Undead Creatures and someone became their lackey—no, it wasn’t this simple…
“Why are you so surprised, Sovann?”
Rhode’s voice broke the silence in the darkness. Sovann and Lennon shifted their attention to him. Lennon narrowed his eyes and scanned the young man in silence. On the other hand, Sovann gazed dubiously and couldn’t understand what he meant.
“I don’t get what you mean, Sir Overlord…”
“It’s simple. You killed him and yet he’s standing here chatting with you. There’s only one reason for this. He sold his soul to some fella who doesn’t wish to be buried in the soil in exchange for something that he wanted.”
Rhode swept a look of disdain at Lennon who stood on the altar. The latter revealed a proud smile, but his expression instantly turned distorted at the next moment.
“… But, I have to say, Mr. Lennon, you’ve got bad tastes. Frankly speaking, it’s true that humans would betray their soul for immortality. I don’t object to such thoughts of yours, but even if you’re a traitor, you should also be aware of the other party’s identity. It is understandable for traitors to join the ranks of the undead, but it is an entirely different matter if one gives up on Order and turn into the claws of Chaos.”
“What did you say!?”
Everyone looked at Lennon in astonishment. Lennon took two steps back, gritted his teeth, and glared fiercely at Rhode. The black, flat robe on his body bulged and shrunk once again as though there were another source of life in his body.
Just as Rhode expected, it wasn’t considered a huge matter if humans sold their souls to Undead Creatures because they couldn’t resist the temptation to immortality by joining the undead. Even in the real world, evil BOSSes in Hollywood movies often sought this ambitious goal by destroying the world. However, the stories were fictional and weren’t true. On the other hand, the Country of Darkness existed in this world, so it appeared to be an act of defection to the enemies when humans sought support from the undead.
However, it was an entirely different matter when one threw oneself into the lap of Chaos. In the entire Dragon Soul Continent, devil worshipers were public enemies, where they weren’t welcomed in the Light Mainland, Country of Darkness, or even in hell. The evil demons, Undead Creatures who sought immortality, and mortals saw them as eternal enemies.
If the Undead Creatures were considered ‘enemies’ to the mortals, the followers of Chaos were their ‘arch-enemies’. There would come a day when the hatred between enemies was untied (in the unknown future), and the ‘arch-enemies’ meant that they would fight to their last gasp.
Therefore, everyone was bewildered after Rhode revealed Lennon’s identity. Nell was no exception. Perhaps the Dark Elves were seen as brutally heartless, but they were ultimately beings of Order, after all.
“Is this true, Lennon?”
Sovann asked at man before him. At this moment, he wasn’t as anxious anymore. Instead, he put up an unprecedented solemn expression. Lennon’s face twitched slightly.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. This is getting boring. Since you people are here, don’t ever think of leaving. Sovann…”
Lennon extended his arm.
“… Hand over the spiritual symbol and I will consider killing you painlessly. Not only that, but I can also help you be reborn to join me as a companion.”
“Tch! Disgusting!”
Sovann grunted. He gritted his teeth and glared at Lennon.
“Dream on! I would rather destroy it than let a bastard like you stain the ideals of our ancestors!”
“Well, that’s a pity then. You’re aware that the Battle Mage Group has been fighting hard all their lives to seek the spiritual symbol and gain the inheritance from our ancestors, right? If Leader were here to hear your thoughts, he would be so disappointed.”
“If Leader were here, he would surely agree with me.”
“Perhaps.”
Lennon nodded in agreement which surprised Sovann.
“That stubborn fart always acted that way. I knew that he didn’t like me for a long time. He only cares about chess pieces who listens to him because he will then be able to do what he likes! Hmph! He didn’t mend his ways even in the face of death… Did he really think that he was the king of the Battle Mage Group? But it doesn’t matter anymore. After all, the spiritual symbol is here. Since you’re not willing to hand it over, I shall take it from you myself.”
“You’re alone, Lennon.”
Sovann knitted his brows. Lennon’s fearless behavior astonished him because he was the weakest among the three vice leaders and never focused on enhancing his strength. Even though he wasn’t liked by the higher-ups of the Battle Mage Group, Sovann had to admit that Lennon held a certain extent of influence on the subordinates. This was also why he managed to convince members who weren’t willing to leave the Falcon Peak to join him. Of course, from the final results, those members were only taken advantage by him.
“Alone?”
Lennon let out a chuckle.
“My foolish friend. Did you really think that I’m alone?!”
Lennon raised his arms and the blue flames burning in the brazier behind him surged. Then, the flames splashed to the ground before everyone. Then, they didn’t fade away. Instead, they spread to both sides and burned even wilder with figures emerging one by one—Spirit Warriors!