Sylver Seeker

Chapter 226: Comes Around(1/2)

Chapter 226: Comes Around(1/2)

Sylver only had one chance.

At least, that was what his gut told him.

Aurick, formerly known as Nameless, was 2 and a half steps away from Sylver.

And luckily for Sylver, the boy was just that, a boy.

He was inexperienced.

Everything in Sylvers body language conveyed that he was reaching for a handshake. From his warm and polite smile to the angle of his shoulders, to the way he turned his hip, all Sylver wanted was to shake the boys hand.

The trick to this specific move was eye contact, inexperience, and trust.

And a fair bit of luck.

But mostly the first 3 things.

It would have been better if Sylver hadnt shoved the door open, but he couldnt change the past, and if Auricks confused but unafraid face was anything to go by, he still didnt see Sylver as an enemy. The small child cradled in Sylvers arm might have helped with that perception.

Even as Sylvers hand just missed Auricks, the boy didnt notice, and simply moved his hand upwards to catch Sylvers.

Sylver maintained eye contact, as his hand finished being raised, and it was only when he felt the subtle warmth of Auricks neck, did he finally allow his eyes to leave Auricks.

It was a simple move, as far as moves go.

While pretending to reach for a handshake, reach higher, and grab the person by their exposed throat. Aurick was dressed in a white shirt that was far too large for him, like a child wearing his fathers clothing. There wasnt anything to stop Sylvers hand from making direct contact with his throat.

As Sylvers hand began to close, Auricks eyes widened in shock, as did Sylvers.

In Auricks case, it was because he realized that Sylver was about to grab his neck, whereas Sylver was shocked because he couldnt grab Auricks neck.

It was as if there was a repelling force, countering every joule of force Sylver attempted to exert on the boys neck.

They just stood there for a few seconds, staring at one another in utter disbelief.

By the time Aurick snapped out of it, Sylver was moments away from snapping the tendons in his fingers from trying to crush the boys neck.

But despite his immense toughness, when Aurick reached up to pull Sylvers hand away, Sylver barely felt it. Between the strength his body naturally possessed, aided by Sylver constantly saturating his flesh with mana, Auricks attempt to move Sylvers hand away felt as if it was being done by a small child.

To make a series of extremely long and gruesome stories short, Sylvers pain tolerance, when it came to holy energy, was much higher than the average undeads.

Was he screaming so hard his throat was bleeding? Yes.

Would he have pissed himself if he still had a bladder? Probably yes.

But regardless of everything else, he remained upright and standing.

Sylver didnt hear the sound the book made as Ria completely engulfed it, he didnt even hear the sound his ax made as Lions hand went limp, and even when Ria returned to him, and covered up his legs, it took Sylver a couple of seconds to compose himself.

With tears flowing freely, and a disgusting amount of bloodied vomit soaking into the front of Sylvers robe, he used the doorframe to maintain his balance, and then proceeded to stagger towards the edge of the barrier. If he collapsed here, he wasnt sure if Ria would be able to drag him out.

Relative to Sylvers current position, the entrance was quite literally on the opposite side of the circular bubble-shaped Ki barrier he was in.

Sylvers understanding of Ki barriers wasnt perfect, he knew if you hit them hard enough they shattered, but he hadnt been interested in the specifics.

Did he regret not learning more about them?

No.

Because in the past, the rare time he had to get through a Ki barrier, he had more than enough firepower to brute force his way inside.

Did he regret it now?

Also no.

The best way to describe what Ria did, is to imagine an electrified fence. Ria acted like an insulted pair of gloves, Sylver simply pulled the charged wires apart, stepped through the gap he created, without touching either wire and then allowed the wire to snap back into place once he was on the other side.

The only issue was that the 2-year-old terrified child in Sylvers hand protested being covered in liquid gold metal, but he was a child, even Ria was strong enough to stop him from struggling for the 2 seconds Sylver needed to jump through the barrier.

Once he was on the other side, Spring materialized next to Sylver and took the screaming kid out of his hands, as Sylver collapsed to the floor.

Get back to the sect, tell Michael everyone is to guard you with their life and stay close to Mora until I come back! Sylver ordered as Ria tried to get a word in, but before she could say anything, Sylver vomited an obscene amount of purple-colored blood onto the stone floor.

Now! Sylver shouted as the gelatinous ooze on the floor flicked with light for a moment.

Sylver turned onto his side and watched as Spring rode away on Ulvic, with a crying 2-year-old in one hand, and a balloon-shaped staff in the other.

Once they were out of sight, Sylver laid on his back, and with purple tinged froth leaking out of the corners of his mouth, stopped moving.