VAGRANTS
A Different Direction

Nero stopped stepping as the memory of Ling flashed through his head. "I've let him live for you. Now, I need you and your mind to stay by my side." Tegur Yeoul while looking at Nero's petty.

Noel, the burly boy with the face of the boy did not chim in on anything. He was always silent and watching everything. He was also always on Yeoul's side, and had never parted with her since the events on Sean's mainland.

On top of the man's arm, there was Haerin's body still weakly asleep. He did not move at all, only breathing as his heart beat.

Nero had no idea what Yeoul was planning with Haerin, but the man was not pleased at all to find out even just to ask he did not want to.

"We've arrived." Yeoul.

They were now standing on the edge of a giant hole that looked extremely steep. A dark-colored spirit ball preceded them, making Nero step back.

"Why is it here?"

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Fuxi's long sword is a great sword called Excalibur. The sword was so sharp that it was able to slash through the atmosphere that could not be seen by the eyes. However, due to its size, Fuxi's movements became clearly visible in Yin Chen's eyes. The monk still had a chance to win this fight.

By not using soul energy, the magic power of Fuxi and Jiang Ziya which was the draining of soul energy would be useless.

Hence, Yin Chen had to focus on using Hocrux, and the Hocrux that Yin Chen had was the Hocrux that dominated the fight.

Yin Chen clapped his hands three times, then did some hand seals. Three prayer balls hovering around him shot towards Fuxi, while the rest turned into a sharp boomerang capable of cutting through everything.

Fuxi was forced into the defensive formation. The man was not allowed to attack by Yin Chen.

Yin Chen walked into the fighting zone, then floated some deadly fists. Yin Chen's fist felt like a 1-ton iron punch, the man had an extremely strong physique. His stamina was also quite awake. This made Fuxi confused, how could such a strong monk be ranked 9th?

The silver armour Fuxi was wearing shattered. That man could die at any moment.

"When our soul energy collides, your fate has been decided." Said Yin Chen, while forming a new seal where he straightened his hands forward with stacked positions. "This is a holy fight, no one can get out of this fight alive."

Yin Chen's soul energy suddenly exploded uncontrollably.

Fuxi was about to drain the zealous soul energy, however, the flying balls of prayer beads thwarted his action.

They marched, and turned their rough shape into a holy spear. The desperate Fuxi died in one stab right at the heart.

"You're strong, but you don't believe in God."

At the same time, Eunchae and Feng Lian are blocked by a woman, the last disciple of Susanoo named Nuwa. The woman was armed with a pointed sword and a Hocrux shield.

The shield was a shield that Ling had used in several fights. A shield that is able to absorb and re-attach attacks belonging to the opponent.

The shield, which became a natural enemy of Eunchae's arrow, forced Eunchae to use her soul energy, which Nuwa's main power was to drain the soul energy itself.

"Rabrahh!!" Feng Lian tried to exert her telekinesis magic, but the soul energy in her body was already hunted down by Nuwa. "Dam."

The woman collapsed suddenly, then fainted. Leaving Eunchae alone in the fight. But strangely, Eunchae's existence there was not ignored by Nuwa at all. The white-haired woman was only focused on Feng Lian's body which was the main target of her operation.

Feeling annoyed, Eunchae threw various kinds of Hocrux at him. But alas, the effort was in vain because Nuwa was able to fend it all off.

Nuwa then went somewhere, taking Feng Lian's body with her.

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Ling woke up hissing due to the uncontrollable pain from his right leg. He could not move his dominant leg on that one because of a deep cut to the calf.

Ling borrowed the wooden stick for him to wear during his journey to the seaside. He wants to find peace again, his heart is very noisy due to his defeat yesterday, maybe the roar of the sound of the waves will be able to defeat him.

While returning across the forest in the mountains, Ling met a family of deer who were walking together while eating grass.

For some reason, the sight reminded him of Haerin.

What's the lady saying? is he okay?

From a distance, Ling could already see the coastline. The last time he saw the ocean, was on the day Silver died.

It was like meeting an old friend.

At night, Ling sat down by the beach. His eyes closed, while occasionally his leg mouth had a conversation. He spoke to the ocean, he spoke to Silver.

"You're willing to throw your life away just for Gilgamesh. But where is he now?"

"If you knew how it went, would you still be willing to die?"

"Are you going to glorify your death?"

"Repent for your departure?"

"Love your sacrifice?"

"Or... hate your grave?"

"I always question those things when fighting, do my opponents think the same?"

"Sometimes I forget that my opponents also have hearts and minds. Love and fear..."

"I often forget that they have a loved one. And now, my loved ones have been taken away, I can't do anything. I feel so weak."

"I feel like a coward, because I love my enemies too."

"But at the same time, I hate him too."

"Is killing to take Haerin back my arms a selfish act?"

Ling opened his eyes as his ears heard a noise from the west. The torch fire they brought made things even clearer to Ling.

As Ling focused on those silhouettes, he was able to detect the onslaught of enormous soul energy from the same direction. "Who?"

Ling woke up from his seat, then stepped his walking stick along with his left leg.

Curiosity makes him in a hurry. He fell down because he put his foot wrong. That he made a lesson. He regained control of his emotions, then continued on his way.

After following the source of the soul energy, Ling found a small village of poor people. How could they have a citizen with this kind of soul energy?

From behind a hamlet, came out the figure of a naked man with blond hair on his head. The man reminded Ling of Silver. But it's definitely not Silver.

He is a stronger figure.

The dashing figure that Ling saw that day.

"Gilgamesh?"