The Lord Of The Secret Dimension
Ezcha's Past Memory

"Entering the peak of his test you say?" Levord asked by repeating back the gist of information from the conversation between himself and his subordinates.

"Yes, Master! Each selected participant will have their own exam level. If they manage to graduate, they will usually choose something in exchange for the loss." Lenzivio said with a slight look on his master's face.

Without asking questions and adding important information, Levord moved alone to approach the series of bubbles that were floating in the air.

As his subordinate, Lenzivio was surprised and did not believe in the recklessness of his Master.

"Master!" Shouted Lenzivio.

He immediately approached Levord and tried to protect his Master even though he had to risk his life.

His elastic and sticky arms, very quickly grabbed the back of the Master and finally provided protection from the White-robed attack.

"How does it feel? It hurts a lot, doesn't it? I've been waiting for you here, so take a good look!" Said a white-robed man.

His exact same voice allowed Levord to get to know him even further.

Compared to the previous brief introduction, Levord's focus of attention fell to the hidden intent he wanted to tell himself.

The series of bubbles lined up and eventually formed a circle.

Each of the bubbles had a size large enough, but not in the hands of the White-robed.

While Levord was busy processing his clues, data, and analysis results, the bubbles that had floated in the air burst instantly.

The appearance of his four best friends is also included in it.

Their bodies were getting stronger and stronger so as to lead their troops.

This succeeded in increasing Levord's curiosity.

"What's wrong with the four of them? Is it because we are separated one by one, then the percentage of success of the influence is getting bigger? Although influenced... Wouldn't that rule out the possibility if they could dominate... Oho! Now I understand!" Levord thought with a glance towards Lenzivio beside him.

"CRYING!!!"

The five incisions almost landed perfectly on Levord's face.

"Ho...! So this is what you guys are preparing for?" Levord thought by fending off the five sword incisions of his enemy.

He ran and slipped into the Ezcha army by relying on his agility.

"Huh? Their point of attack is open? Hm... I don't think so with the main point!" Levord thought without having the slightest regret after he tricked many members of the squad because for him, all this was not a game that could be played continuously.

"BWOOOSSHHH!!!"

Acid and poisonous plasma rain landed precisely on target to his enemy.

Electrical energy that also mixes with the plasma can produce new capabilities and prove to be appropriate in its use.

Lenzivio became very happy and full of awareness in carrying out his duties even though he had not obtained permission from his employer.

"Give me the toughest punishment of you, sir! I will gladly accept it." Lenzivio said in a message he sent to his employer.

When Levord finished reading the messages from his subordinates, he finally met the main source of the cause of his problem.

"Ezcha?" Levord muttered in surprise when he found out that only one of his new friends was the weakest of the others.

Ezcha eyes are normally reddish purple actually fade over time.

Ezcha, who noticed the presence of a friend of Sorayna's, immediately entered Levord's subconscious.

Levord's soul actually witnessed the arrival of another soul into his body.

Without saying anything, Ezcha sent most of his memories to Levord and also provided some important information in them.

His index finger touched right on Levord's forehead.

"Don't mind me! Immediately find Kalvetno!", two sentences appeared in Levord's memory as a trace of his last gift, while his soul was instantly erased quickly.

Ezcha's still very complex memories blend well into Levord's long-term memory.

Their ages generally reached over hundreds of centuries ago.

"Mother, who are they?" Ask Ezcha's father intending to teach a lesson to the upright, four-armed, six-eyed creature who has entered the borders of his birthplace.

"Don't think no, son! As long as they don't bother us, let them! You still remember the boundaries that can't be broken, don't you, son?" Ask Grandma Ezcha with a warm smile and expect a little discipline from her son.

"Good! If they don't bother you as your mother says, I'm willing to join uncle at work! If it's the other way around, you should let me get the one thing that's boring you to listen to!" Ezcha's father said with full decisiveness in each of his words.

"Oh yeah? Well, then, your father will be the supervisor, how?" Ask Grandma Ezcha with a small smile.

"Agreed!" Said Ezcha's grandmother and father by shaking hands and giving each other the look of his sharp and piercing eyes to those around him.

Ezcha's father entered his house and played inside with his sister until nightfall.

Family members, neighbors, and small children take a break from their activities.

Only Ezcha's father doesn't want to rest even for a little while.

He who was too bored with the silence of the night finally decided to hunt in the dark forest.

"Dad and mom are asleep? Good riddance! It's a great time to eat!" Ezcha's father said by taking the weapon assembly he had made as a last defense near his mother.

The hope of his freedom is too great to make his life in danger.

He saw strangers gathered in the forest.

"Elder! How long will we share our homes with them? Our food is a little too! We will not let our descendants starve to death if it continues like this!" Speak the majority of the votes of the residents.

The turbulent and uncontrollable emotions along with the dissatisfaction of the elders answers made the newcomers completely disappointed.

They kidnap one by one Ezcha father's race and speed up the process of its performance.

The mass abduction that has taken place cannot be prevented by a child like Ezcha's father.

"I-I-This is b-not my fault, right? Haha! It's laughable! I even forgot if they ever showed her kindness!" Ezcha's father muttered with attention to the traces of his own race's blood heading somewhere.

A gathering of tall and covered figures with fairly elaborate emblematic robes on his back smiled happily along with giving the reward of 56 large boxes of jewels and gold.

"What do these stupid creatures do? How easy they are-...!" Said Ezcha's father by shrinking his voice.

"SNACKS!"

"What are you selling?" Ask someone who is no longer wrong comes from a daughter.

His nonchalant tone and voice suppression were in rhythm with his facial expression not caring about what was going on around him.

Compared to fear of being revealed his hiding place, Ezcha's father immediately held his laughter as hard as possible in front of the girl.

"You're crazy, huh? Just admit you're afraid they'll catch you!" Say the girl bluntly.

"I'm glad you opened the game! Admit you hate them doing the same to you!" Ezcha's father said by stopping his laughter and doing the same thing as his interlocutor.

The focus of his attention was distracted by a powerful box emitting a positive aura near the river.

"Take that thing!" Ezcha's father said, pointing towards the box that most caught his attention.

"I don't have time to take care of you!" Say the daughter by leaving Ezcha's father alone.

"When did I order you to take care of me? Quickly take!" Speak to Ezcha's father by crossing his hands.

"SORCH!"

A simple trap set up by a group of people turned out to work just fine.

"I will not forgive you!" Shouted the girl with both legs hanging on the tree branch.

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