Chapter 142


    The glowing ''Hunter'' walked in the air until he reached the middle of the battlefield, there he stood silently for a while before the light surrounding him began to dim leaving behind the figure of an old man with silver hair and a long beard that reached his stomach.


    "I''m The summer sword of the Divines. Old man Krano, and the one foretold by prophecy. Let''s talk, shall we?" Said the old man as he cupped his fists respectfully while waiting for their reply.


    Addi who was standing next to Omis nudged him with his elbow and whispered with a grin. "I think he''s talking about you, O great one."


    Hearing him, Omis rolled his eyes in contempt and asked, "Are you jealous he didn''t ask for you old man?"


    "I''m sorry I don''t swing that way." Grinned Addi as he shrugged his shoulders.


    "Oh ya! I forgot you go for little girls." Said Omis with a fake disappointed face. Le who was next to them managed to hear their conversation looked at Addi with an expression filled with disgust.


    "Disgusting pervert."


    Hearing that, Addi almost spat blood as his eyes widened ncing at Omis who had a wide smile on his face before looking back at Le who moved away from his and hid behind Ss who had a confused face on.


    "Be careful, I don''t trust those bastards." Suddenly growled Tizzy bringing them back to their senses. Omis looked at him before nodding.


    Krano stepped forward before ncing at Omis, a friendly smile hung on his face as he asked. "Shall we see what all of this is about mister Omis?"


    "Master..." Lu Lu looked uneasy as she grabbed Omis''s robe helm. He smiled and patted her head gently before flying next to Krano with an equally friendly smile on his face.


    "After you mister Krano, you seem to already be familiar with this person."


    "We shed a few times in the past, unfortunately, he always had someone to help him." Sighed Krano with a regretful look.


    To that, Omis simply nodded and refrained from saying anything. Under the watchful eye from both sides, the duo slowly made their way to the middle of the now silent battlefield and came to a halt a few meters away from The summer sword.


    "Old man Krano." Nodded the Summer sword as he cupped his fists before turning to look at Omis with an interested look on his face.


    "The one proimed by the prophecy." He said before also respectfully cupping his fists at Omis.


    "The name''s Omis." Said Omis with a frown, the entire talk about prophecies annoyed him to no end. He did not understand where all these prophecies came from, and what was his role in all of it, and that only served to irritate him.


    "So it''s master Omis." Nodded The summer sword as he stroked his beard with one hand the other behind his back before continuing with a gentle smile.


    "It''s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, master Omis."


    "I''m afraid I can''t say the same about you." Answered Omis with a smile of his own, causing Krano who was standing to his side to let out a chuckle.


    The summer sword was unperturbed, his smile never leaving his face as he replied. "Ho Ho, why must you stand in our way master Omis?" He suddenly asked ignoring Omis''s remark.


    Hearing his question, Omis raised his eyebrow as he looked at The summer sword In front of him carefully before speaking. "Have you gone senile old man?" He asked with a serious expression.


    The summer sword''s ever so smiling face seemed to twitch for a second before he asked. "Why do you say so, master Omis?"


    Frowning, sparks of electricity seemed to dance within Omis''s eyes as he replied. "Your people ttened our home in the ''Underworld'' unprovoked, are you trying to make a fool out of me by asking me that?" Asked Omis, his frown deepening.


    Shaking his head regretfully, The summer sword answered with a regretful voice. "We gave them a choice, and they made theirs."


    "A choice?" Harrumphed Omis. Krano who was still standing silently at the side was listening carefully, he did not know what caused the ''Hunters'' who were originally from the same side as Omis''s people to turn against them, he only knew that it must have had something to do with their glowing masters.


    "Indeed, a choice. The world is not as simple as you think master Omis, we are simply taking back what is ours." Said The summer sword, one hand still stroking his beard the other behind his back.


    "By killing everyone?"


    "As I said, they have made their decision and chose to ignore the truth master Omis." He said.


    Looking at The summer sword''s calm seemingly unbothered face, Omis''s emotions threatened to re up before he forced himself to calm down.


    "And what would this truth be that they chose to ignore?" He asked.


    Hearing his question, The summer sword''s calm face suddenly morphed into an extremely wide and disturbing grin an almost mad look on his face as he looked at Omis and said.


    "They belong to us! Haha, they all belong to us! Hahaha!" He said before breaking out intoughter as if what he had said was the funniest joke ever.


    Seeing as how The summer sword seemed to have gone mad, Omis''s frown changed as his face turned extremely frosty.


    ''They belong to them? What a joke!''


    ''There is no reasoning with a mad man, mister Omis.'' Suddenly came Krano''s divine message.


    ''En.'' Omis simply nodded, something about The summer sword just didn''t sit right with him.


    "Ah, I apologize, I have showed you an unsightly side." He suddenly said as he stoppedughing, the smile however was ever so present on his face.


    "I''ve said what I had to say, master Omis, you''d do best to think about it. The world is not what know." He continued.


    "We''ll be taking on leave, for now. Old man Krano, you as well should think about our offer, next time won''t be as simple as this." He added before turning around and leaving.


    Omis was extremely tempted tounch an attack at his open back, yet his energy has yet to fully recover, and although they may seem like they held the advantage, for now, nothing was certain.