Chapter 32 AT THE NICK OF TIME

"Don't tell me there is actually a second mythical creature living in this place?" Ethan suddenly said with a doomed look on his face. "No, he is the one we have been following. The Chimera Wraith" Kaelen suddenly replied with a grim look on his face. "And how sure are you that he is the same person we have been following?" Morris hurriedly asked with a frightened look on his face. '"Why don't I show you?" Right at this moment, the Chimera suddenly spoke up in an eerie voice before his body began to move in an odd way. Not long after, Kaelen and others saw that the person who just ambushed them is actually the person they have been stalking. "Sh*t!!" Ethan exclaimed with a frightened look on his face as he involuntarily took a step back. As for the others, they did similar action after they witnessed what happened right in front of them. "Well now that I have confirmed to you that I am really the person you three have been stalking, it is time for you three to leave this world" the disgusting Chimera said with a light and creepy smile on his face as he suddenly raised up one of his hands. 'Damn it, I can't allow our lives to end this way' Kaelen thought with gritted teeth as he hurriedly pulled out the Blade of Eternity. Suddenly, Kaelen felt a surge of adrenaline. There was no time to think–only to act. With a swift motion, Kaelen raised the Blade of Eternity, using every ounce of his strength to block the assault coming of the hands of the disguised Chimera. The beam which came out of the Chimera's hand struck the sword with a force that reverberated through Kaelen's entire body. The impact was like a thunderclap, the air crackling with a raw power. Kaelen gritted his teeth, muscles straining as he fought to hold his ground. The Blade of Eternity absorbed much of the energy, but the sheer force of the attack was overwhelming. Kaelen could feel the dark energy seeping through the blade's defenses, like an unstoppable tide. "Kaelen!!" Both Morris and Ethan exclaimed in unison as they both brought out there weapon to help in battle. The weapon Morris brought out was the same weapon he used during the internal students entrance examination. As for Ethan, what he brought out was a pair of ash colored daggers. These pair of ash-colored daggers were sleek and deadly, their blades forged from a mysterious metal that seemed to absorb light rather than reflect it. The metal had a matte, ash-grey hue, giving the weapons an ominous and otherworldly appearance. Each blade was perfectly balanced, tapering to a razor-sharp point that could pierce through armor and flesh with ease. The hilts of the daggers were wrapped in dark, intricately woven leather, providing a secure and comfortable grip. Delicate patterns were etched into the metal near the base of the blades, resembling swirling smoke or shadowy flames, adding an air of mystique to the weapons. The crossguards were minimalist, designed to protect the wielder's hands while maintaining a sleek and streamlined profile. Despite their unassuming color, the daggers emanated a subtle aura of menace, as if they had a history steeped in secrecy and danger. They were the kind of weapons that could easily be concealed and drawn in an instant, perfect for an assassin or a skilled warrior. The ash-colored daggers were not just tools for combat; they were symbols of precision, stealth, and lethal efficiency. "Oh no you two, no interfering in this duel" The Chimera suddenly said in a calm voice while he continuously pushed Kaelen to his limits as he used his other hand to point at them. Right at that moment, he suddenly thought of an image of a little girl that has soft hazel colored hair on a simple sunny dress. And the moment, he thought of that, his eyes suddenly became bloodshot as he thought again. 'Pathetic' "Now then, why don't you be on your way?" The middle aged man suddenly spoke up in a nonchalant tone as he suddenly point one of his fingers directly on Kaelen's forehead. Swoosh!! Bamm!! And in an instant, a dark colored tentacle shot out of that finger the middle aged man used to point at Kaelen. But shockingly, where the tentacle landed is on the ground. "Huh? What's going on here? Where did he go" The middle aged man quickly asked with a confused look on his face as he began to look at the area Kaelen was last seen to confirm if he is still there. "Over here you disguised abomination" Not long after, the middle aged man heard a voice right behind him which prompted him to turn his back. And what he saw was a middle aged apparently carrying Kaelen. Standing tall with a broad, muscular build, this middle aged man carried himself with a military precision that spoke of years of rigorous training and battlefield experience.His hair, once jet black, was now streaked with gray, giving him a distinguished and seasoned appearance. It was cut short, in a style that was practical and no-nonsense, much like the man himself. General Cao's eyes were perhaps his most striking feature—dark and piercing, they seemed to bore into the souls of those he addressed, always sharp and calculating. Dressed in traditional military attire, General Cao's uniform was adorned with numerous badges and medals, each a testament to his numerous victories and the respect he commanded within the military hierarchy. The uniform, primarily dark with silver accents, was immaculately maintained, a symbol of his disciplined nature and commitment to duty.Despite his age, there was an aura of formidable strength about him. "Who are you? And where did you come from?" The middle aged man asked with a vigilant look now on his face. But the middle aged man he was talking too kept a poised look on his face as he replied. "My name is not important enough for you to know. But what you have to know is that today is the day you die" When both Ethan and Morris saw this middle aged man, they couldn't help but do a big sigh in relief as the later thought. 'Now that uncle Kang is here, our safety is as good as guaranteed' But Kaelen didn't know what is going on at this moment as he have already gone unconscious in the middle aged man's arm due to excessive blood loss and his endurance level hitting zero.