Path to the Unknown. Dragon Heart (A LitRPG Wuxia) series: Book 11 by Klevanski Kirill

Author:Klevanski, Kirill
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-06-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 986

“W ho do you think you are, Hadjar Darkhan?” Patriarch Hashim no longer looked like a good-natured old man, but rather, like a furious warrior. “Who are you to come to our home and destroy the monuments of our ancestors? To take up arms against my disciples? Who gave you the right to violate the laws of hospitality?”

Hadjar wanted to leave. By the High Heavens, he wanted to turn around, pick up Akena, use the wooden dagger given to him by the Shuk’Arka tribe to cut through the protective dome, and then fly back to Dahanatan more than anything. It was the easy option, at the end of which Morgan, who had shown his true colors, would condemn him to a fate far worse than death — watching all the people who were dear to him burning in a funeral pyre.

“There’s only one law in this world, you old fool!” Hadjar swung his sword and a blue streak of energy flew out from the blade. A gale of blue wind burst forth from the streak, destroying several temples that stood on different mountain peaks, connected only by wooden bridges. “And that law is power!”

Hadjar didn’t believe what he was saying at all. But if he had to be the ‘villain’ tonight and dishonor himself for ages to come, then so be it. If he had to spill the blood of the innocent, he’d drown in it. He was too weak to defy the Emperor of Darnassus, who couldn’t be disobeyed even by the one person who’d been able to destroy the Forbidden City with a single attack. Hadjar finally understood what Orune had known all along…

“You bastard!” Someone in the crowd shouted. “I don’t know what sort of artifact you used, but I’ll kill you!”

A pillar of energy struck the sky. A wave of force moved the disciples to the side. One of the sectarians rushed toward Hadjar, shrouded in light that took the form of a tiger. The Fist Barony spread out around him as multiple steel spheres connected together jangled on his chest. Blue tattoos shone across his torso, and a blue light flooded his eyes. The four dots he had on the top of his head marked his rather high position. He also wielded Imperial level artifacts — two gauntlets that were so massive they turned his fists into hammers. With a single blow that created a wave of flames in the process, he incinerated the remnants of the Moon Gates, as they’d been in his way.

“No!”

The white light emanating from Hashim was pushed away by Hadjar’s Duchy. He wasn’t a saint. He wasn’t even a hero, regardless of what Paris thought about him. Hadjar was a monster. He was a monster who hadn’t yet met another monster that could defeat him. Or the real hero who was destined to destroy him... If such heroes even existed in this cruel world. As the Mad General, for the sake of Lidus, Hadjar had spilled the blood of the innocent.

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