The Journey of Eternity

Trace 62 - Third wave.

In the middle of that quiet night, suddenly the ground shook for a moment. Wake up those who sleep with their nyak, followed by the voice of someone who screams with a fast.

“Ramp of everything..!”

The moment the sound ended, the atmosphere instantly turned derastic. The surrounding temperature also increases, becoming very hot exactly during the day. The rumbling sounds of a swarm of demons came from the east side after a terrible laugh, ushering in the destruction where it was.

For a while, the night was filled with screams of women and children. All killed without remaining, make the building that stands has been torn down simultaneously with the ground. Everywhere only blood was left splattering, filling the fishy scent in the air.

“In this way... hahaha... Arlo, what will you do after this..?”.

A man stood up, alluding to the light of the newly rising sun with blood smearing a part of his body. Stepping on an old man's corpse with the little girl in his arms.

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Just as Arlo and his five friends were moving, the glare of light for a moment interrupted his vision. Until the light had already disappeared, a terrifying scene replaced it. Right where it stood, around it was only a lump of grass that was completely level with the ground.

The fishy aroma stung, filling the air around. Arlo stepped into something after his nose managed to adjust. For a moment, the atmosphere was only filled with silence with the interspersed sobs of Eri's crying that never stopped.

“Stop crying, Miss. You will make them sad too,” said Arlo in a heavy tone.

Eri did not respond and just continued to wipe the tears that came out just like that with her hands.

“Welcome back, Prince Arlo.” chirps someone not far from them is.

“You're happy now! You're happy now, Daniel!” snapped Arlo, looking down with tears dripping down.

“Huh, you turned out to be a crybaby too, huh. Relax, this time it's the last one. If you don't die this time, then I will die,” Daniel said confidently.

“Whatever cares, you will surely die in my hand!”

“Prove...”.

The man's hand was raised followed by a large swarm of demons leaping out from behind it and attacking blatantly. This time, there was no word to play. His scythe was burning hot with fire cores that had penetrated into his body. The Golden Sword lit up brightly in Eri's hands, preparing to behead the disgusting demon.

The big fight began with a fire that scorched the horde of demons. Not to that extent, the upper class demons were already lined up neatly behind Daniel, waiting for orders from him. In front of him, he was already running blindly. Arlo's blow was enough to hold them within a certain scope, and the rest escaped fighting behind.

“Mr Arlo! Why you are fighting against the one who is not at your level. Come here, warm up with me.” Knock someone under his cloak.

Without any sign, Arlo darted to his voice with his smoldering scythe. It blows the air and burns it out. The robed man leapt back and pulled the scythe from under his robe. The sound of iron hit very hard in coming with the fire in front of him.

“You're really a very lucky person, huh? At least, Mr. Daniel will smile for my fight, hahaha” chirped the man open his cloak.

Seoraang the man with a scar along his right eye to his chin, smiled broadly at Arlo. He jumped up and lightly flicked his scythe, pushing Arlo backwards for a moment.

“You may be happy this time, Vion. But this time it will be much different!”

Arlo darted along with the Core hovering next to his shoulder, with the blazing flames of the core spitting out three hotspots and making a smoldering wall behind Vion, leaving him unable to move anywhere.

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Khira threw out her sword with all her might and wiped out a single line of demons in the front line. Behind him Sina shot an arrow supporting him from behind, his arrow smouldering and burning a part of the demon. While Ferdi and Bela fought separately under the leadership of Eri with his golden sword.

The number of demons that had arrived could not be said to be any more, and they were straight to come. In addition to Arlo who fought with the others, they freely entered and attacked. Ferdi in front resisted the incoming enemy attacks even though his left arm had not healed completely and supported Eri in the back with Bela.

“Ohh, so those who are subordinates of the Legend? I didn't think they were weaker than I expected,” chirped someone in front.

“Well, how else. What a great Devil in Soul Of Dark is, Wait! What they are also demons, hahaha.” the laughter of some Devils not far from them are.

Twelve people walked over with their respective weapons and smiled broadly confidently, staring down at the five of them. Khira immediately averted her gaze and looked at the twelve people in front of her. The general only smiled faintly without giving a response.

“For a long time no see, General Khira!” knock one of the men between them.

“What? You miss me? Nanda.” Sahut Khira did not look away.

The twelve men shot out at such a speed, charging straight towards Khira with their respective weapons. While Khira was standing there, setting foot and gushing through the air, the dark aura that burned her hands slowly disappeared in the white smoke that enveloped her.

The silver sword that was normally in Khira's hands changed and enlarged to such an extent. The sword repelled all the attacks easily, making them startle and stopping the attack. A spear that was so fast, pulled away at him and almost cut off Khira's right hand.

“You are still the same as you used to be, it will end quickly!”

The man darted with a large spear in his hand following two women with twin axes in each hand. He stabbed directly into Khira's greatsword and pressed her backwards, while the two women attacked the langsug from beside the khira simultaneously. But the saranangannya failed because both arrows were thrown by Sina.

“You're so lucky, Khira. How about this!” the man slashed his spear and nudged directly at the end that was propped up on the ground.

Automatically, the shield he made was open. Paving the way to be able to stab directly towards Khira openly.

“Well! Look, it's easier.” He directly thrust his spear a moment after the huge sword was thrown into the air.

His spear floated right in front of Khira's chest and was paused by another sword, with a blast of air around it. Pushing the man back and keeping a distance between them. Time and time again, Khira was nearing her death and many times a friend saved her life.

Khira retreated and held her chest by controlling her breathing regularly. Followed by a girl standing in front of him and resisting the direct attack that led to him unconsciously. He was slightly pushed back with his left arm slightly scratched and dripping with blood.

“General! Shower awhile! Me and Sina will take care of them!” shouted Bela who was standing right in front of him.

Khira pulled back the sword that was stuck right beside her and walked up to Bela. He stood side by side with the girl and turned towards her with a faint smile.

“Indeed what general left his subordinates in the front line.”

They stared intently at the three adjoining demons and at the nine others standing and waiting.

“Yeah, this is sure to be exciting.”