Alan Buys the Universe: A LitRPG Adventure by Marc Mulero

Author:Marc Mulero [Mulero, Marc]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aethon Books
Published: 2025-01-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Hostile Negotiations

In a sad twist of fate, Alan stared at the corpse lying before him. He’d broken his vow not to kill. Self-defense or not, his entire body felt darker, like the Saro flowing within him turned to poison. It wasn’t him who spawned that Orange pool that saved his life, it was Lucius.

The prince. And when Lucius realized what he’d done, all he did was smile.

Was it because the darkness now flowed through Alan too?

Or was it because Alan was still alive?

“Asha!” Flint summoned crystalized glaciers that fell from the sky, cracking Savros’ last massive sand shield and showering their enemies with ice. The rocks turned into cages moments before crashing down, leaving the remaining two living members to beg on their backs.

A large cloud of fog in the distance puffed outward like a bomb went off.

They’d cleared a wide ring, which meant the battle was finally over.

“This is all wrong,” Alan whispered, pushing to his feet. “Lucius!” His voice came out a strangled mess. He could sense the souls leaving their bodies: all three Beige Saro wielders. They were being vacuumed straight into Farante’s blade.

Alan trekked hesitantly forward, helping Neesha to her feet and draping her arm around his shoulder to drag her.

“How… how did you know?” Hishaya’s voice begged through the wind.

Flint coughed out white essence as he plucked Green Saro arrows out of his back.

The Mistborn snarled at the Wizard, trying to ram the cage, so Alan recalled it into a coin that he shoved into his pouch. He was in no mood for its accusations, especially now that he’d taken a life.

“Reverse the seal,” Alan demanded of Savros, ignoring Hishaya. He limped up to his cage and wrapped both hands around the icy bars. “I don’t want to deal with you, or anyone affiliated with you for the rest of my days here. We’ll take our chances with minions. Now open the cove so we can pass.”

Savros dragged himself to sit upright, both legs not working. He laughed low. “Poor soul. I am the only one who can’t be convinced. I am Hyndole’s. I am Jaeger’s.”

That’s right, Alan recalled. It was Hishaya who wanted to gain Jaeger’s approval… from Savros.

“Last I spoke to that red-spewing gargoyle, we made an agreement that I get the hell out of here,” Alan said. “Only to find more of his cronies in my way.”

“That is the way of war, my young friend.” Savros cackled, holding his ribs.

Alan’s vision grew infrared again as he yanked out his dagger. He could tell it was Red mixed with Black Saro flowing through his veins, making his head foggy like he was on some terrible drug. He marched away from Savros’ cage and yanked Hishaya by the hair.

“Sir Alan! Regain yourself,” Durger pleaded.

“Cannot be convinced?” Alan said sarcastically, eying Savros as he pressed Durger against Hishaya’s throat.

The Wizard quieted, only the faint whispers of Flint and Lucious plaguing his ears.

“Do not do it,” Flint spoke solemnly.

“There are no laws in war,” Lucius countered.

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