The Last Primal

A large team consisting of several dozens of armored figures riding on similarly menacing looking Carnosaurs rode over in the descending dark with menacing expressions and ferocious auras. The cold gleam of high material weapons shone like a threatening omen.

At this moment, the crimson scaled skink, Tirax had barely rested and regained only a sliver of his stamina. His body was still aching all over, but nevertheless, he did not back away from the stage.

He looked sternly at the charging herd, without him even realizing it, his hands were balled into tightly clenched fists at the sight of this horrid group of people.

"[Reptilian] You should not have intervened, stranger…" He muttered after a while, taking a glance over at the hooded figure.

Aiden was standing beside him now, his face showing no signs of any fluctuations or any flickering emotion besides serenity and calmness. The gentle, calm unbothered smile on his face never changed, looking still the very same when he struck out and brutally murdered Kurg just a few minutes ago.

Back in the crowd of onlookers, his companions, Vyndridolth had a worried expression. She wanted to rush up and step in, but before he could make a move, he heard the Young Master's calm and soothing voice rang out inside his mind.

'No. Do not move, it is not necessary. Preserve your strength, you will need it later on.'

Surprised by the statement, she decided in the end to heed his words and did not jump out. Still, the worry on her face did not fade, her gaze darted between the Young Master and the approaching army constantly.

The moment Korgoth stepped onto the large arena, a golden flicker shot across Aiden's gaze, though he retained the calm-looking stance as he observed the approaching human-sized skulk.

From looking at the large army of Temple Guards, Korgoth led more than a hundred warriors for the attack. Their combined aura was so terrifying that the surrounding spectators felt chills running through their spines.

However, as if responding to the silent taunt, another monstrous aura exploded the moment Aiden's smile changed and a stern expression settled down on his face.

It was as though a tempest had been set off, the wind was howling and gushing furiously. A heavy weight seemed to have gradually push down on everyone present, it was as if the air itself turned thicker, almost palpable.

Aiden stood firmly, motionlessly on the spot and his body looked frail, malnourished compared to the hulking beast of Korgoth. However, his aura was no weaker than Korgoth's group, and with each passing second, it grew heavier and denser! It was continuously growing.

The aura of Korgoth's group resembled that of a bloody storm.

However, what stood behind Aiden resembled that of the very wrath of nature itself. The hoarse, feral cry of the world's will!

"[Reptilian] Huh?" Not far away, on the second floor, the elderly man accompanying the white robed man exclaimed slightly when he saw that.

The white-robed man's eyes lit up with interest as well.

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Two massive and different auras collided invisibly in the voids, causing the weeds in the square to disintegrate into powder; the air seemed to have gone stale.

A war was about to break out!

Tirax watched the scene with sweaty palms, feeling as though his heart was about to stop beating.

The people before them were vastly different from the various figures at the borders of this forlorn remnant world.

These were all warriors, highly trained guards of the Church. They were stronger, more violent, and fearless! Each of their attacks carried a feral, murderous intent, honed through countless battles and arduous training through the years!

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No one could imagine the amount of pressure this raggedy clothed stranger was silently enduring against such ferocity.

However, nobody, including the many hidden eyes residing all around could find any traces of fear, dread, or trepidation in Aiden's eyes. He was calm and seemingly nonchalant, seemingly indifferent about everything that was happening.

"To think that he could remain so expressionless under such pressure! That person has an incredibly strong resolve!"

"So what? This isn't going to change the obvious outcome. He is going to die soon, no matter what he does. There is no more escape since Senior Korgoth has arrived.

"Wonder what will happen in the end? How will he die?"

Korgoth arrived, stopping just before the grey robed mysterious figure. As he looked down at Aiden, the glint in his eyes intensified.

Pak! Pak! Pak!

Suddenly, Korgoth clapped his hands, and nodded repeatedly with a wide glee stretching his face. "Great! You are great!"

Pak! Pak! Pak!

Everyone was confused, not understanding what he meant by that. Did he go crazy with the loss of his younger brother? Will he go berserk, feral?

A moment later, then confusion was soon cleared up when Korgoth continued. "[Reptilian] You, mysterious stranger that looks to be coming from the outer dredges and has somehow slipped through the cracks like a cockroach! Did you kill my brother?"

"[Reptilian] Depends on who are you referring to." The hooded figure asked back in response with a calm, borderline curious tone.

"[Reptilian] Ahahahahaha!" Korgoth bellowed, exploding into a hearty guffaw at this fearless reply. Shaking atop his fierce beast, he slapped his tighs for almost a minute before he could calm himself and pointed towards the distant rubble of the destroyed building.

"[Reptilian] That miserable pile of sh*t, over there." Korgoth spoke, the sneer not leaving his face. Did you kill him?"

"[Reptilian] Yes, I did." Aiden admitted to it without hesitation with a calm tone.

"[Reptilian] Ahahahahaha!"

Once again, Korgoth exploded into a boisterious peal of laughter and said leisurely.

"[Reptilian] Originally, my motive rushing here was indeed to capture you alive and then torture you slowly as to tone for your sins of killing my good-for-nothing sibling. I have countless methods to make a man suffer a fate FAR worse than death, believe me. However, after taking a good look at you…"

With a slight pause, Korgoth changed the topic. "…I have changed my mind suddenly!"

Everyone was stunned.

Tirax were shocked as well, not understanding what Korgoth could have meant.

A bit of distance away at the second floor balcony, the white robed man frowned in deep thought.

Aiden's expression was indifferent as he looked at Korgoth quietly without replying. He was waiting for the latter to explain his intention further.

A look of admiration flashed through Korgoth's eyes. "Originally, I thought you were just some filthy rebel or a disgusting mutant like him." He said, nodding at Tirax beside Aiden. "Now, however, I can't help but admit that you are quite the character. My brother didn't die in vain."

"I will give you a chance. Come with me, and I will be magnanimous and let bygones be bygones!"

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