
A quiet night without wind. The sky was not covered with clouds at all. The stars are scattered in space.
The sound of crickets in all directions. Some owls also chirp occasionally.
The Golden Lion Mountains. The birthplace of the Oldest Sect in the eastern Mainland. Even in the Swarna kingdom itself.
As usual, there before the beginning of the third night ended, the city center still looks crowded. Lots of lighting and some shops are still open to welcome customers.
The voices of people talking and joking, were heard almost everywhere. On the road, there were still many people passing by.
The city guards walked in haughtily. Every local did not dare to look directly at them to avoid problems.
It was very different when the Golden Lion Sect was ruling there. At that moment, everyone really felt safe. The city guards are warriors who have great value and intend to protect every life there.
All activities in daily life pass without pressure. No one came to ask for tribute. No one confiscates the land, not even property.
Sleep feels good without any need to worry, for fear if suddenly someone forced into the house, came and raped their wife, child, or mother.
By now, most of them no longer had any possessions. They only work for very little wages in cultivating land that used to belong to those who have been inherited by generations.
Even today, many married young girls and women have been forcibly taken away, never to return home.
The life that now seems to run normally, is actually traversed with fear, especially for the locals.
"Sir, why have you been staring at the end of that hill since?"
An old man sat in front of the house. Looking to the end of the valley. A place that used to be a place to complain when it was difficult, and certainly got direct help by all its residents.
The Golden Lion Palace was now the place most feared by the residents. Because there, now nesting creatures that claim to be human, but not human.
"Oh, yes buk. I miss Ki Darsapati and the whole swordsman Sect. We have sinned against him, buk."
The elderly couple were one of the many families who were victims of Oldenbar atrocities.
With that old body, now they must return to the fields and to the fields. Their children, daughters-in-law, and grandchildren, were unaware of his whereabouts after Oldenbar took them. Either alive or not.
"Yes, Sir. Maybe this is a reward for us and all those who don't believe in them. In fact, all his life, never once hurt us."
The wife sat down next to him and then looked down. Just like her husband, they regretted trusting Oldenbar and the Kingdom who said Darsapati and his Sect had killed all members of the royal family.
Then when pressed, Darsapati brought the entire wealth of the Golden Lion Sect with her. At that time, all the residents who used to be protected chose to believe it and turned to curse it.
Now, they just learned of Oldenbar's cruelty. Moreover, the government also does not care about their fate.
"If not for wanting to wait for an opportunity to apologize, I might have ended my life, buk."
The old man's voice trembled as he said so. However, the woman who had accompanied him for decades nodded in agreement.
"Yes, Sir. We can't die before we apologize to them."
The two were crying in front of the rickety hut where they were currently living. Despite the lighting, the silhouettes of the two were clearly seen hugging each other, in a roar and crying full of regret.
Meanwhile, at the gates of the Oldenbar guild were about twenty guards. They seemed to be grilling something to fill the stomach.
Some gathered near the fire busy flipping through some rabbits that now looked almost ripe, and others stood not far from there, keeping watch.
"Huh! I can't keep working as a guard." Complain about one of them.
"Why? Do you want to go to war?!"
When asked like that, he immediately fell silent. And seem to think.
"Ah no. I retract my words, It's better to keep watch like this. Ahahaha!"
His friends agreed and laughed. After all they think working as a guard is much easier.
His friend's words were about girls, so interesting to them.
"Ah, several times passed by there, and the tek saw one." The one who complained now did not believe the words of his friend.
"Just a second! I've seen them too. But, it seems like they are still too young."
"Aishis. Is it not the same? ... Where's the problem?"
After his friend said that, they all fell silent and were wondering. And before long, a lecherous smile appeared on their faces.
"You're right. Then, after this we'll be there! Haha... !"
They laughed, and their minds swam in their heads.
"Why did the air suddenly turn cold?"
Their laughter soon subsided. Because others feel the same way.
"Yes. I feel it too"
The atmosphere suddenly became quiet. They felt a change of mood. Not knowing what made it that way, now their feelings were immediately unpleasant.
"Sup.ng!"
One of them seemed to hear something.
"You hear that?!"
"What? ... "
As he glanced at his friend, his eyes immediately widened. Having found one of his most important body parts, it simply disappeared.
"Where kepa— " Excitement is cut.
"The reset!" "The reset!" "The reset!" "The reset!" "The reset!"
"The reset!" "The reset!" "The reset!" "The reset!" "The reset!"
"The reset!" "The reset!" "The reset!" "The reset!" "The reset!"
"Bruu.k!"
"Rubber.k"
It happened so fast that it was not as bright as the eyes before his head fell, and his body got a lot of sword slashes.
The others instantly retreated, as their friend who had just come along, also suddenly lost his head with his body collapsing apart.
They immediately turned around in panic about to shout at the group of parts that were busy baking. However, at that time they also found the bodies of their friends were already torn apart.
"There's what—"
"A— "
"To—"
No one had time to finish their sentences, because Seconds later, one by one they darkened and their consciousness disappeared.
Everyone there, killed with separate bodies without even realizing to just react.
"You're not really human!"
Arya's growl when making sure there is no more body scattered there, intact.