《Emperor's Journey》17.Conspiracy II
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At the SIL Headquarter, the previous incident where paranormals fell unconscious had delivered quite a blow to the SIL due to the fact majority of their forces were subdued in a single night.
Unfortunately, something worse was about to take place and none of the people from the humanity side knew about the incoming threat. The cases of paranormals fell into coma were only the beginning and the humans were not ready yet to face the inevitable.
Moreover, mutated animals from Area One had broke out from the contaminated area and were heading toward the populated area.
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Within the heart of the Dark Forest in the Asura Homeworld, an ancient temple like structure stood proudly even though nature was trying to cover it up.
A white humanoid alien was standing in front of the stairs of the temple. The stairs leading to the entrance of the temple was about two third of the total height of the temple itself.
"So this is it."
"The temple of Indra."
The figure stared from the bottom of the stairs to the roof of the temple. The temple had some missing pillars and some cracks were on it. It had been in desolated state to the extend that many of the temple glorious art were either being destroyed or stolen.
"Where do you think you're going, old man?"
Before the figure could take a step onto the stairs, someone called out to him causing his first step to be halt.
"I didn't think that you would find me here."
"I had my suspicious about you when you mention many great things about "him"."
"You aren't aftering the golds or diamonds of that certain king but the gift."
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The four mercenaries had been wandering around the forest for hours after their injured members managed to recover.
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Their clothing looked "nice" after their adventure in the forest, trying to survive in the wild of the unknown world.
"Sis, how long are we in here?"
"I don't know. A few days maybe or even a week."
As the four was walking down in the forest, one of them accidently stepped on a stone button.
"Oh no-"
When Andrika the accidently "confessed" to the team, the group fell the vibration on the ground. The ground split opened and swallowed the girls.
"AAAAAHHHHHHH!"
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The news of the mutant beasts breaching the Astral City had caused panic to the nearby cities as paranormals were out.
Only the ordinary policemen and soldiers who were available at the moment. So, the duty of defending the city layed on their shoulders.
The government had to deploy tanks and even helicopters to counter the rising trouble caused the horde. The horde moved aggressively toward the Astral City.
The scene of the horde looked quite similar to a stampede. The shaking caused by them could be feel by the humans in the city.
The citizens were being evacuated as by the police while the soldiers were barricading the city walls. The sadness on the faces of the people were visible.
On one of the skyscrapper building, a certain black figure was watching the scene of the busy where civilians were fleeing from their homes. The army was preparing for war against the horde.
The romance of viewing the world from a tall place was definitely intriguing to some people. Some main characters in novel had a hobby of looking down on their world.
The figure was holding a mask using his left hand while its counterpart acted as a pillar, supporting the body.
"This view is definitely amazing."
"Now, I know why those otaku wanted to be like the MC of the show."
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As the figure was having a monologue, someone appeared behind him but he chose to ignore it.
"Zero, how long are you going to be sitting there?"
"Did you forget about the assignment that sensei gave us?"
"Do I look like I care?"
"Are you trying to get yourself kill?"
"Don't tell me that you forget those rules that sensei told us days ago."
"Ah! That loli hag did babling about those stupid rules."
"Those things were really pain in my ass."
The black figure known as Zero was continued watching the scene. Zero dressed up in black covering almost every part of his body. The only exposed part was the lower part of his face.
The lips were visible because the hood only covered his upper head leaving only the mouth visible.
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The sound of weapons clashing resonated in the air as sparks were being produced by the clashed. The blue moon provided the light for the "show" as two lights were battling against each other.
As the light came onto the world, the shadow was running in fear allowing the blue light to "dominate" the night.
The illumination of the moonlight gave the clear view of the figures who were fighting moments ago.
The previous white alien figure had a slightly muscular body. A purple gem on his chest with two horns which appeared like a crescent moon. Its height approximately about 1.7 meters while both of his hands had a short yet sharp claw like fingers each.
Its two purple eyes were shining under the gaze of the moonlight. His posture had some fairy tale influence on it because the figure stood proudly as elegance sync itself with him.
"Wiseman…No!"
"Carbanucle Asura!"
The figure who "exposed" him had a feminine voice. The voice echoed in the bright night from the nearby flora.
Wiseman or Carbanucle as the mysterious figure addressed him shifted his gaze towards one of the tree which standing just below the blue moon.
"They say that one of the Children of Indra will be as beautiful as the moon itself."
"They were definitely right about it."
"Tsukiyomi oh Tsukiyomi."
"You're truly a goddess incarnate."
The feminine voice clicked when its identity was exposed. Tsukiyomi managed to escape from the encirclement thanks to a certain event which led the Asuras to withdraw from the cave.
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