Dragon Heart: Land of The Enemy. LitRPG Wuxia Series: Book 8
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“Go to hell!”
“That’s the plan!”
Helmer disappeared with a jaunty salute, leaving Hadjar standing amongst the sleeping cultivators and the absolutely empty Wastelands.
He groaned in annoyance and then cursed everything he could think of.
***
Hadjar was sitting by the gates and smoking his pipe. The sun was shining brightly, like nothing had ever happened. The Fort was slowly recovering. So much had happened in the last 24 hours...
He’d pretended to be asleep and woken up when everyone else had. Once they’d returned to the Fort, they’d all given their testimonies so that the higher-ups could report what had happened both inside and outside the Fort. To no one’s surprise, even after several hours of questioning, no one had been able to recall anything. In the end, everyone had just agreed that they had no idea how the demons had disappeared or where they’d gone to. Hadjar had made that oath along with everyone else. However, it had been so oddly worded that anyone who’d stopped to consider it would’ve seen the loopholes. Luckily, they hadn’t.
For the next several hours after the oath ceremony, he’d been pestered by other cultivators. All of them had wanted something from him. Some had wanted to talk and become friends, while others had wanted to argue and spar.
Right now, sitting near the gates, he was waiting for Azrea. The moment they’d set off for the Fort, she’d run off somewhere else. She’d looked as if she had some business to attend to.
His train of thought was interrupted by a cluster of dots that appeared on the horizon. He soon identified the combined fleet of three great clans — the Predatory Blades, the Eternal Mountain, and the Green Hammer clan.
Three figures descended from the enormous flagship. It had twelve masts, nine decks, and more than three thousand cannons. He recognized one of them — an old elf who looked more like a tree than a living being ― the elven Head. Next to him stood a tall man with a narrow sword at his belt, and a medallion with the crest of the Predatory Blades clan on his chest ― Tom and Anise’s uncle.
Next to them was a giant. He was at least 8 feet tall, if not taller. His muscular torso, which was clearly visible as he wore nothing but a pair of pants, was covered in scars. Around his neck was a necklace of metal beads. His coat of arms was depicted in a tattoo.
The trio headed straight for Hadjar.
A hundred warships hovered in the sky above them, including battleships and frigates.
“Hadjar Darkhan?” The Head of the Eternal Mountain clan thundered.
“That’s him.” The elven King’s voice sounded like the rustling of grass. “We’ve met before.”
“The fae’s Core, boy,” the Head of the Predatory Blades clan growled. “Hand it over right now!”
Hadjar sighed. The General’s report had reached the capital, but the aristocrats had gotten here first. Confronted by three Nameless ones, he could barely breathe, let alone move, so immense was their power.
But despite that, he managed to answer them.
“I refuse.”
“You idiot.” The Head of the Predatory Blades clan raised his index finger toward the sky. More Sword mysteries were concentrated on the tip of his finger than Hadjar’s entire soul possessed.
But before the Head could attack, a white lightning bolt split the sky and struck the sand. Out of it, as if going through an open door, walked… Orune.
“It’s been a while since I last visited,” he said quietly.
His earrings and necklace jingled as he walked. The sun caressed his bare torso adorned with tattoos and strong arms that rested on the hilts of his swords. The wind played with his long hair.
Utter silence followed.
Hadjar could hardly believe his eyes. Orune was a prominent figure, but he was just a Lord. So why were three Nameless bowing to him?
“Orune,” the Head of the Predatory Blades clan lowered his finger, “what are you doing here?”
“I’ve come for my disciple.”
The trio let out sighs of relief. The Head of the Predatory Blades clan gave him a restrained bow.
“I’m glad to hear that the famous swordsman Orune finally has a disciple. The Empire would suffer a crushing blow if it lost your knowledge and skills.”
“Blah, blah, blaaah,” Orune mocked. “Well, if that’s all, then we’ll be off. We have training to do! You’ve rested enough, boy! It’s time to test what you’ve learned!” He said and grabbed Hadjar by the shoulder.
“Is he really your disciple?”
“Yeah.”
“But he isn’t even a Spirit Knight!” The Head of the Eternal Mountain clan said.
“So?”
“He’s a mere fully-fledged disciple!” The elven King added.
“So?”
“It’s forbidden by the rules of ‘The Holy Sky’ School for you to make him your disciple!” The Head of the Predatory Blades clan also interjected.
“So?”
A confused silence followed.
“This boy has something we need. We have to talk to him first.”
The Head of the Predatory Blades clan nodded toward the hundred or so warships they’d brought with them. Orune looked at them, grinned, and tapped the hilt of one of his swords.
“So?”
Hadjar couldn’t believe his eyes — three Nameless ones, backed by an entire fleet no less, were terrified of taking on just one Lord!
“I thought so.” Orune spat on the ground. “We’re leaving.”
White lightning struck the ground nearby.
When Hadjar opened his eyes, he found himself standing at the top of a high mountain. Below him, he could see green forests interspersed with high mountain peaks.
“Welcome to Storm Mountain, my disciple. Here, you will either finish my two-year training course or,” he smiled, “die.”
Hadjar started cursing.
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