Chapter 237 Descent Of The Destroyer [Part 3]
The explosion had blown Thirteen off from Blacky's back, making the boy wince in pain.
He could feel the searing heat in his surroundings, and he knew that Arundel was just dozens of meters away from him.
"Who did you call a coward, boy?"
The Majin Prince walked toward the fallen boy's direction with a devilish smile on his face.
"My Old Man," Thirteen replied, as he propped himself up from the ground. "I called my Old Man a coward."
Arundel sneered. "Is that so? Well, time for you to die then."
The Majin Prince then pointed his finger at the seven year old and unleashed a fireball that was the size of a car.
He might look calm on the surface, but Thirteen's words affected him, especially the part where the child talked about how groveled and begged one of the Celestials to spare his life.
This happened hundreds of years ago, which was also the reason why Arundel had developed a habit of only making his move when he was certain that he had a hundred percent chance of winning.
The fear of death had made him a coward, and even he knew of it.
However, admitting that he was a coward and people calling him a coward were two different things.
As a Majin Prince, he had a dignity and honor to preserve, and those who dared defame him would only have one ending. And that is a fiery death.
An explosion erupted on the location where Thirteen was standing earlier, making his allies' faces turn grim.
However, instead of being happy, Arundel frowned because the boy didn't die from his attack.
No, a creature emerged from the ground, and swallowed the boy whole before burying itself once more.
Using his exceptional abilities, Arundel detected the heat signature that was coming off from Rocky's body, making the latter smirk.
"You can run, but you can't hide," Arundel said as the tip of his finger blazed intently as he aimed for the fleeing Magma Bal-Boa under the ground.
After a few seconds, a fiery laser beam erupted from the tip of the Majin Prince's finger, which cut Rocky's body in half.
Rocky roared in pain, not expecting that the Majin Prince could still attack it even though it was moving deep underground.
Using the last of its strength, it rose up to the surface, and spat the young boy from its mouth before its body fell with a loud crash.
Tiona hissed telling her first subordinate to open its eyes. But the Magma Bal-Boa lay unresponsive.
A few seconds later, Rocky's body slowly merged with the ground, disappearing completely.
Thirteen felt an ache in his heart after seeing what had happened to Rocky, but he didn't have the leisure to stand still.
He did the only thing that he could do and that was to run as fast as he could. To where his allies were located.
Due to the thick smoke that was in his surroundings, he was unable to see properly.
But he instinctively knew where to run because he had placed a tracking rune on the flag that he had placed at the center of his formation.
That was the place where he needed to go, and that was where he ran with all of his might.
Arundel laughed as he unleashed another fireball in the seven-year-old's direction, enjoying his desperate attempts to escape.
Thirteen could only see something bright approaching him from behind because his surroundings suddenly lit up, making him grit his teeth.
Suddenly, from the smoke that blocked his vision, something big ran past him.
"O2!" Thirteen shouted because he recognized one of his slaves, whom he had brought to the battlefield with him.
The Ogre gave the boy a side-long glance, and looked at him directly in the eyes.
Time seemed to have stopped for a brief moment as their gazes met.
"I'll leave the rest to you, Master," O2 said before raising its steel shield in an attempt to block the Fireball that was meant to kill his Master.
Thirteen didn't treat O2 well, but he didn't treat it badly either.
The Ogres were known for their arrogance and brutality, so they didn't really feel any loyalty towards the seven-year-old.
The only reason they obeyed the seven-year-old was because they feared Giga Chad's stink spray, making them unable to defy him.
But as time progressed, Thirteen's slaves understood that their Master might be their race's only chance for survival.
For this reason, they took this war very seriously, resolving themselves to die for his sake if needed.
Another powerful explosion erupted behind Thirteen, sending the younger boy rolling on the ground due to the force of its impact.
Due to the force of the explosion, the smoke was momentarily dispersed, revealing something burning in the distance.
It was none other than O2's steel shield, which was melting at a rapid pace.
Right beside it was a green Monster Core, which belonged to the Ogre that had sacrificed itself to save its Master.
Thirteen clenched his fists tightly due to the emotion of pain that he felt in his chest.
The reason why he gave his slaves random names like O1, O2, T1, and T2, was because he didn't want to form any attachments to them.
He wasn't like Cristopher who would break down just because his slave monsters had died.
No.
Thirteen wasn't that kind of person.
He had seen how his hosts die one after the other, so he knew that pain more than anyone else.
However, after becoming human, the feelings that he wouldn't normally feel for mere slaves rose up to the surface.
While Thirteen was trying to regain his composure, a pair of powerful arms grabbed his body and raised him high up in the air.
"O1…" Thirteen saw his other Ogre, who didn't even bother to say anything to him, take a throwing stance.
O1 gave a mighty roar before throwing Thirteen as far as it could in the direction he was running earlier, allowing him to escape the second Fireball, which descended on the Ogre a few seconds right after he had thrown his Master to safety.
Thirteen heard and saw the explosion as he was flying in the air, making his vision blur a bit due to the tears that fell from his eyes.
Just as he was about to fall on the ground, a shadowy whip coiled itself around his waist, pulling him to the arms of the Drow, who had accompanied him into battle.
But before Adira could even do anything, she saw a flash of light that was traveling in her direction at great speeds.
Arundel had once again used the fiery laser that he had used to attack Rocky from the ground.
But before the attack could hit, the Ogre King appeared in front of them and used its Bone Club to block the attack.
It had seen how the two Ogres tried to defend the boy, disregarding their lives to save him.
"Go," the Ogre King ordered. "I'll take him on."
"You mean WE will take him on," the Tigerkin King, landed beside the Ogre King and glared at the Majin Prince.
"Let's see who kills him first," The Ogre King snorted before charging toward Arundel, with his Bone Club ready to strike.
The Tigerkin King didn't want to be outdone, so he also sprinted fearlessly towards their enemy.
They were the only Thrones who had the ability to defeat Arundel, so they had no choice but to work together, and hope that a miracle would happen.
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