The Pinnacle Of Life

The skies turned dark as the palm crushed the sea of bugs to death. The ones who managed to escape started buzzing around in chaos.

However, Luna and the others weren’t weaklings. They worked together, surrounded the remaining bugs, and killed them all.

Whoosh!

Right then, the wind blade appeared again, heading straight for Morten. This time, Morten grunted and stood still. He secretly summoned the Chaos Tree, surfacing its roots like chains from hell and trapping the blades.

Morten

Alex

Morten

Alex

On the other hand, one thicker root went into the tunnel.

The root drew out a vintage wooden box with a twist and a pull. On the box were the carvings of the moon, the sun, and a single-footed divine bird. This was a sheath , made to hold wind blades especially. It was a mighty treasure.

Claudia almost died at the hands of it.

“Arghh!”

A furious cry came from the tunnel, and then a shadow zoomed out from there. It wore some weird black armor. It was a green-eyed man in his thirties.

at Ishac, especially the blade in his hands. “Who are you guys? Which world did you come from? We and the Lunula sect have taken over this place. You have no right to be here. Leave immediately, and give me back my sheath! Or you’ll be considered at war with our

Ishac,

Alex,

spoke the common language

this man wasn’t from Earth. He was clearly an outsider. Just as he had thought, people of other planets had come here long ago and had started their search for the

Morten

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this sect to find

and how many

group suspiciously. “You guys don’t even know

forward

he wasn’t that powerful now. With his sheath taken away by Ishac, he was even weaker now. With just

Ishac,

Alex,

you find the courage to look for trouble here

was stunned.

and started cursing him out. Suddenly

from the countryside. Working even before graduating high school, he started by selling aphrodisiac wine in his town, and that was when he came in

couldn’t win in an argument with him too. Now that he was so anxious, he didn’t care about his

pain, but he was still surprised. “A bunch of natives of this wasteland has such

out three hard slaps. “I’m the one asking the questions, not you. Spit it out, or

in no mood to let things go quickly. He glared fiercely. “Wasteland natives have no right to ask me questions. Our Lunula is one of the most

will save you. All weaklings of this