The Supreme God

"Fuck! The darkness race has come to invade the Thousand Waves Space Sea!

This is bad!" the old man cursed, tightening his fists in the gory sight.

"As one of the most powerful super forces in this space sea, it is our noble duty to fight against anyone who would harm it.

If we don't, the darkness race will conquer our home. Everyone we cherish in this place will come to a bitter end! I cannot allow that to happen."

Just a few moments ago, he was trying to get Zander and his granddaughter together. But now, his expression shifted drastically. He knew how much power the darkness race held. At this rate, the best he could do was to minimize the damage and save what he could. For that cause, he was more than willing to sacrifice his life for the sake of their sect.

Then, he ordered Zander firmly, "Save yourself, Zander! Take Chloe with you! Escape from this place and go as far as you can."

Then, the old man's eyes softened as he pleaded, "I beg you. Please, take care of her. She is my only granddaughter."

Zander's heart crushed as he saw his master in this state. His lips trembled, muddled if he should fight with them or flee.

The old man knew that the darkness race was more powerful than they were, so he had a gut feeling that the Thousand Waves Space Sea might not be able to survive their onslaught. Numerous lives would be sacrificed if he wanted their sect to survive—most of them would die miserably.

However, Zander, his favorite disciple, and Chloe, his dearest granddaughter, were the people he could not lose no matter what.

He would do everything in his power to save them, even if it meant losing his own life.

"Zander... If anything happens to me, you have to rebuild the Bright Moon Sect.

It depends on you whether our lineage would be passed down or not. Do you understand that?"

the old man continued, his hands gripping Zander's shoulders tightly.

"No!" Chloe interjected between fits of tears.

"Please, grandpa! You have to escape with us! I can't leave you alone here!"

She cried in desperate tears as she begged her grandfather to come with them. She knew full well how dangerous their enemy could be. If her grandfather stayed to fight against the darkness race, it would be hard to imagine what would happen to him.

"Enough! Just do as I say!

Go!

Zander, escape with Chloe while you still can! Find a place where you could both be safe!"

the old man demanded.

Then, his voice softened. "Promise me!

Promise me you'll protect her!"

he implored, making sure Zander understood the fervor of his intentions.

"Master..." Zander looked at his master with his eyes widened. He seemed a little overwhelmed with the choices he had, but he quickly snapped back to reality. Right now, he had to set aside his emotions and save Chloe.

resolve, he promised, "Don't

will keep

and expectant eyes of the old man, Zander gave him a

"Don't let me down."

old man's features relaxed. At least, the two people he treasured

was settled, he shifted his attention to the

Whoosh!

he teleported himself to the battlefield in a flash.

me! We are fighting

he set foot on the headquarters again, he led the members of the Bright Moon

all of

they all echoed.

the one who led their sect into greatness. He was highly respected by his subordinates that even in their

a senior member of their sect and requested,

to perish, our sect would lose all hope

leave the

had no time to lose so he did not argue with their leader any further.

strong enough to keep the younger members of their sect protected if they were to be ambushed by other darkness

to fill, the leader was now more than ready to engage in a battle against the enemy.

"Fuck these bastards!"

people of the darkness race in the distance. This situation was less than desirable―his face was darkened and tremendous killing intent was emanating from his aura. He did not want

had his memories with him, so

from the darkness race

"Wait!

perceive a familiar

this individual exclaimed.

of the wizards of the darkness race, known for their accurate

race sent out their army, they would always bring at least one wizard with

wizards were not physically strong, they were very helpful when they needed to pursue someone. They had cultivated special secret techniques of their kind which included picking up the auras, and

picked up Zander's aura. He narrowed

runes flew out from his hands and infiltrated into the space, going into the same direction where Zander

"It's Austin's aura!"

exclaimed

race had been pursuing Austin for ages. Hence, the wizards had grown very familiar with his

with other wizards, so he could practically sense it without

in

we hit

bastard, we will be greatly praised once

wizard excitedly

this aura truly belongs to Austin. We

he continued.

inspected the aura even more carefully.

into the space and headed in the direction of Zander.