Hunters And White Lotus

chapter eighteen

Storms hit the trees, dark skies bombarded the land with water droplets, temperature changes created dew that disguised the view behind the windows. I was struck on the wooden floor, thinking of many things that stirred up the heart.

Meanwhile, Delon looks fun to clean up sports equipment at the end of this indoor court room. I exhaled slowly and lowered my head. Staring at my lethargic reflection on the shiny wooden floor.

"Hello! sorry for the delay!" Lateef shouted at the other end of the room. Behind him, Flitch closes the door. After they finished, they walked up to me. Finally the two men who put on the simple sports suit arrived. I stood up, and looked down politely.

"Hey, there's no need to be that formal. Raise your head" said Lateef. I also obey him.

"just go ahead, Lateef," Flitch reminded.

"Ah yes, before that where is my protege?" Lateef looked here and there looking. Flitch patted her shoulder and pointed at Delon at the end of the room.

"Hey son, here!" Lateef shouted creating an echo in the room. The sports-tuned youth nodded, then approached towards us. I quickly realized that I was the only one here who was different. Instead of a sports shirt, I was wearing a plain black shirt and long blue pants.

"alright Isabella. So today you'll give me a chance to live, if you fail. I'm sorry, you're gonna get killed" Lateef said bluntly.

"You're being honest, yes" I am. Lateef chuckled, as if he thought of it as a compliment.

"Indeed, very visible from the aura," Delon added.

"Stop making her head harder" Ketus Flitch.

"Oh, come on grim creature. I know you envy me," Lateef casually patted the predator's face on the shoulder.

"Since when have I been jealous of a madman" replied Flitch lightly.

"Sometimes you have to keep your mouth shut, Flitch. Or you'll be remembered by the chairman with the darkest aura" Lateef said. I tried to hold back the laughter, they were a very chaotic combination. Speaking of the aura of Flitch, Lateef was not making it up. Although I cannot see the aura, I can smell the aura of someone.

The better the smell, the better the person and vice versa. And the smell of Flitch is a little pungent. By the way, an aura is an energy that reflects one's soul. Generally the aura of people gray or white is slightly dark, it indicates that the person has done something negative so that darkens the color.

"All right, let's start," Without Lateef's cueing a finger. And at once the whole room became pitch black but slowly around me it became normal again, except for the presence of Delon and Flitch.

This is advanced magic, replica world magic. Magic that can create the room the user wants, and the user can send the person he sees into the room on condition that the person enters the radius. It's like a labyrinth in Radit's apartment.

"Welcome to the world of replicas, here I will train princess Arzel in you, to control her power" Lateef said

"sorry. His name is Dyra," I corrected his words that offended Dyra.

"Oh, okay. So I explained what the training was like. So all you need in this exercise is to maintain your consciousness,"

"I don't understand" Dyra spoke.

"Look, in this condition of a keritis your consciousness is very thin, so it may open your power, but that is not the case."

"The problem lies with the people who want to harness your power out there. If you can't control it yourself, then it's the same as the apocalypse,"

"Your presence is a threat. That's why you can't just walk around,"

"So, my choice is only two: control the power as a guarantee or die so as not to be a threat." Dyra Mumbles

"Looks like you already understand the outline,"

"So, what will the training be like?" Much

"I will lower Dyra's consciousness to get her power out. All you need is to last for ten minutes under such conditions without going berserk. But if something happens outside of the scenario..,"

"You're going to kill us" Dyra said. I regulate the breath as best I can, regulating the deteriorating heart and mind.

"Hey, Isabella. I promise we'll stay alive."

"No need to remember, I know that too. Don't be so cool," I said hard-ass.

"I only encourage you who may be pessimistic. Lateef, start."

"Magic art: stabilizing circulation."

DEG!

Suddenly my chest felt so tight along with the excruciating pain. Pain struggles throughout the body, damaging all parts of the organs in my body. I fell down while roaring with devotion, even my voice was now heavy. Fresh blood spurted from the mouth, staining the shiny wood floor.

My eyes faded, my ears buzzed, my head felt like it was going to explode. My body fell to the floor. There was no part of my body that I could move, everything was now stiff and painful.

My gaze dimmed, the heavy voice calling out my name sounded faint.

"I-I SA'S..BELLA!!"

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"ARGHHHHHH!!!"

A black fog gushed out from his mouth, two black horns growing slowly from his forehead. Slowly the yellow color dominates the iris of her eyes. Isabella stood up with difficulty, then looked at Lateef who was standing in front of her.

"Magic Hydra. The true power of the evil one." Lateef muttered as he watched Isabella. Isabella smiled like a madman and then limped towards Lateef.

"A container unable to withstand the weight and consciousness of a fading spirit. Sooner or later you will turn into a self-destructive monster. No one will be able to save you but yourself,"

"Agha!!!!" Isabella dashed forward, trying to send her sharp claws. Lateef held his hands straight ahead.

"Magic art: wind cannons!"

Bum!!

The blast of wind blew away everything in front of Lateef. Isabella slammed away until she finally hit the wall at the end of the room. A great crack spread throughout the wall, the rubble of the wall fell. However, this doesn't even change anything.

Isabella tried to stand up despite having to limp. Fresh blood melted from his lips and temples, two black horns had been perfectly formed, sharp fangs sticking out from behind his lips.

"Arghh, why always, always I suffer!!" Isabella screamed.

Bum!!

Wind bullets shot up, smashing Isabella's body back into the wall. Lateef pointed one hand at Isabella.

"Shoppers, motherfucker, asshole! Why do I always feel it, why am I always in pain!!" Isabella tried to get up, the attack just now was no small matter. But as if not giving a breath, Lateef immediately slammed his wind bullet back, making a deeper hole in the wall.

"WHERE WAS YOUR LIFE SPIRIT?!" Lateef shouted furiously.

"Where's the promise you made, have you forgotten about it?!"

"Don't make me regret saving you!"

"WHISPER!!!" Isabella shouted, along with the green flames that gushed out from within her mouth, burning the empty air.

"I'LL BURN EVERYTHING. EVERYTHING JUST MAKES ME SUFFER!!" Isabella darted forward towards Lateef, while her opponent held both hands forward. A red flame enveloped Lateef's hand, just wait for it to be ordered the fire would kill Isabella.

Two meters away, Isabella will arrive to send her claws.

One more meter, red flames would gush out.

Another half meter.

JLEB

Isabella pierced her own stomach using her claws. Make him fall on a wooden floor. He groaned in pain, his body thrashing but his claws were still lingering in his stomach. Fresh blood stained the floor, more and more as time rolled.

"Gurgh!" Green flames gushed out from within his mouth, fortunately Lateef managed to dodge before the flames reached him.

"Da.teef. Again," Isabella, with a voice half her weight asked weakly.

"Please i.ni.very sa.kit," Tears flowed slowly, drenching his demonic face. Lateef stared pityfully, he lowered both his hands.

"Magic art: back to"

Instantly the entire room was pitch black, but slowly returned to its original state. They're back in the real world. Flitch and Delon approached as they arrived. Delon immediately checked Isabella's body lying weak.now Isabella's condition has returned to normal, there are no horns or fangs.

"You killed him?" Flitch asked Lateef.

"No he managed to survive" Lateef replied flatly.

"With a wound that wide, you guarantee?," Flitch asked doubtfully.

"I'm sure he'll stay alive" Lateef confirmed.

"Hmmm. So now we have a great weapon well.although it can backfire, its power we can not just throw away,"

"No matter what you want him to say, but don't treat him like a gun" Lateef warned.

"I thought you were doing this for the sake of weapons, but you were still naive, Lateef" Flitch shook his head lazily.

"I leave princess Arzel's business to you, but if it threatens to kill her immediately." Flitch waved his hand then walked out of the room. Lateef stared intently at the silver-haired man's back.

"Delon, take him to Lucy, have him fully healed Isabella. If he's around, you take him around the base and make him an offer," Lateef told his protege. Delon nodded then carried Isabella's body on her back.

"I do, east chief."

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