《Kueng Ning》Book 2 Journey to London. Chapter 3: Aftermath of the Island Battle
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At a familiar island, a lone demon stands, looking down on three humans, heavily injured while being surrounded by a sealing formation. The demon had no visible wounds on him, his clothes we’re all intact, completely opposite of the three human’s state.
The three human’s had very distinct features. One had blue hair and eyes, the other one had green hair and eyes, while the last one had white hair and eyes. These human’s we’re of course valuable members of their respective Guardian Clan.
The demon looked over ten graves, in the middle of the island with sadness. They we’re surrounded by over a thousand strong cultivators. In the end, they had won, with the cause of his ten comrades sacrificing their lives.
Returning his cold gaze back to the humans, he casually picked the person with green hair and eyes, then started to forcefully inject his MoQi, into the person. The person’s skin started to turn black, his hair turned black, and his eyes slowly started to turn red.
Dropping the Turtle Clan member, who constantly jerking with pain. He slowly started to walk towards the Tiger Clan member, and did the same as the Turtle Clan member and dropped him.
It was now only the demon and the Dragon Clan member. He approached the human, and only stood in front of him, doing nothing. However, in his eyes we’re traces of sadness.
“Demon! You better think twice about this or else my clan will never let you live in peace!”
“I have never lived in peace. Don’t think you’re threats will work on me”
“What do you want?”
“To have my young master rise in this unforgiving world, but for now, I want to avenge my comrades and her”
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“I will give you anything, please let me go”
“Hoh~ now you are playing scared, my dear uncle”
“Uncle? I am no uncle of a demon’s!”
“You are right, you are not an uncle to a demon, but I have a demon for an uncle” the demon said before grabbing the middle-aged man’s neck, and lifted him off the ground.
“What are you saying demon?!”
“Maybe this would refresh your memories” the demon said before his hair started to turn blue, clear as the skies, and his eyes turned serpent like, with the red turning into a darkish blue.
“You….you….” the middle-aged man’s eyes grew big and started to stutter.
“You…you…can’t be alive? Surprise, dear uncle?” the demon said sarcastically.
“How are you alive!” the middle-aged man shouted in anger.
“You underestimated a genius such as me. Now that I have the upper hand I can finally get revenge”
“Please…please…I’m begging you, don’t kill me! I have a family to take care off!” the middle-aged man pleaded was tears started to run down his face.
“Tell me did you stop when she begged?! DID YOU STOP?! NO! You ignored her pleas and now she’s dead! Because of what you did she was shunned more than ever! And now you want me to spare your life!”
“Please, I was wrong, I was stupid”
“Pay for your sins, you trash of an uncle”
“Curse…..you….Michael!” the uncle shouted.
The demon no longer listened and crushed the neck of the middle-aged man, then throwing his dead body far into the sea. Returning to his original appearance of black hair and red eyes, he commanded the newly turned Guardian Clan members to go to a certain location. Leaving the demon all alone.
“Sister, I promise you….one by one, I will make them pay for what they did to you” the demon said before growing back his devil wings, and flying off back to his home.
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