The Heaven's
034
For some reason, a variable always occurs when luck is almost upon us. Something that was not expected, was accomplished. The Tiger Monster dashed towards his surviving companion, tearing their bodies apart and even eating them voraciously. Do not forget also the bodies of the monsters and heroes who have perished, they all become his food.
Those who witnessed such a terrifying scene, could only fall silent with paled faces. The trembling body no longer wanted to listen to commands, as if confronted by a figure who should not exist in the world. The towering pillars were one by one destroyed, without even effort.
Every time the pillar of light was destroyed, Yui would spontaneously scream in pain and even vomit blood. Until the moment the last pillar was destroyed, everyone was faced with a fear. The mist again enveloped the entire dungeon, unable to see anything, even if it was his own two arms.
Not to mention Yui's increasingly severe condition resulting from the consequences of using high-level skills. Razel shouted, asking everyone to come closer. However, all he got was the sound of screaming for help. An attack came from the front, but he was completely unable to react and ended up losing one of his arms.
In the midst of the fog, a massacre occurred. He tried to stay strong, even reluctant to scream even though the pain suffered was insane. More precisely Razel just screamed without a sound while continuing to grip tightly his hand that continues to bleed.
In the end, he kept trying to calm down, tearing his clothes to make a rope to tie his arm so that his blood would no longer flow. Now, Razel can only rely on himself even though he knows he is no longer capable. Not to mention the sword of light in his hand vanished right after the entire pillar was wiped out.
He tried to stand as hard as he could, even as razor-sharp claws continued to scratch his body. Trying to close both senses, sharpen the five senses in hopes of launching a counterattack. A beautiful shadow was faintly visible inside the head, raising the image to be real in the mortal world.
A young man with a pair of daggers behind his waist as well as reddish-black hair was seen smiling towards him.
His body was still standing quietly while grasping a sword, even though his body was constantly being attacked.
"Hey, Razel. What will you do when your sense of sight is disturbed or even unusable for a while?"
The shadow inside his head asked with a smile. Razel clearly remembered what he was going to say next. "Attacking anything I hear or attacking just about anything, maybe?" reply Razel simultaneously himself—shadow in his subconscious.
"Haha ... be quiet."
"Shut up? To allow yourself to be attacked or to create an opportunity?" balas Razel's.
"Integrate with nature...."
"Let nature and the other five senses guide you. Let your body move according to instinct. Try to stay calm and try to feel the aura and soul around you" Razel and the shadow simultaneously said. "Nature is alive. Trees, wind, water, even the land .. Just because they don't move doesn't mean they don't have the will. That life cannot be explained in words alone" you said.