Chapter 214 Trash in Trash
Outside the village, Gollen Seria stood there, a fearless smile on her face.
The sky was still pitch-black, only the moonlight pouring down.
Plenty of red eyes surrounded Seria.
Seria stood, holding a notebook and a paintbrush, drawing her own path.
The black paintbrush scribbled among the skeletons, the image looking like she was searching for treasure.
"This isn't it, and this isn't it. So, where did these guys come from?"
The person standing next to Seria asked. It was Sora, the student council president, who was anxiously awaiting the swarm of skeletons running at high speed.
The two stood on a branch of a tree. "Seria, I think we should head back. This isn't a problem that can be solved by just the two of us, isn't it?"
Sora urged Seria to surrender.
Seria glanced at Sora, his face like a child on the verge of crying.
"What? You're an adult, but you're worried about something so trivial? If I'd known, I'd have brought Third Place with me." I'm so disappointed in the president.
Sora clenched his fists, wanting to knock Seria on the head. "Disappointed in me. Nonsense, Seria. It was all too far-fetched to begin with.
You're going to handle this? Where did you get the confidence?
A danger that could put the entire Tenshin Academy into ruin? What can you do alone?"
Seria was about to cry, sobbing, her face like an abandoned puppy.
"You don't have to say that, president. It's cruel. What cruel words.
But my homeroom teacher told me to gain experience to improve myself. I'm going to clear up this problem, to improve myself."
Sora looked at Seria, who was pointing at the group of bones climbing the tree.
"Your brain really needs a thorough cleaning. Your teacher isn't the only one at fault. With this much trouble, if you can get through it, It can be handled.
The Tenshin School probably gave you the position of Sect Master long ago.
Seria shook her head and waved her index finger in refusal.
"Sorry. I'm going out into the world. I don't intend to settle here. Knowledge is something you should seek. When you encounter something, you must solve it yourself."
Sora swung his sword through the skull. Whoosh! Boom!
"Are you going back?"
"Of course I refuse. Such an exciting event. How can I miss it?"
Seria stared at the skeletons.
Sora could only sigh.
Pokralas Village, in the sky, near the stables.
Pixens floated in mid-air, lightning around them exploding like an uncontrollable explosion. Boom!
Pixens shot up at lightning speed, bruising all over his body. He was covered in wounds. Pew!
Peka created a single white feather, floating in mid-air.
"Even though he's injured like that, he's still strong. He's quite capable, my boy."
The pixel was about to charge forward. The white feather collided with the pixel. Whoosh! Boom!
The sky roared with a loud bang!
A storm seemed to be brewing.
The pixel collided with it, flying towards the ground. Whoosh! Boom!
The white feather pushed the pixel, causing it to crash into the ground. Boom! Ugh!
The pixel lay in a pool of blood.Chapter 214 Trash in Trash
Outside the village, Gollen Seria stood there, a fearless smile on her face.
The sky was still pitch-black, only the moonlight pouring down.
Plenty of red eyes surrounded Seria.
Seria stood, holding a notebook and a paintbrush, drawing her own path.
The black paintbrush scribbled among the skeletons, the image looking like she was searching for treasure.
"This isn't it, and this isn't it. So, where did these guys come from?"
The person standing next to Seria asked. It was Sora, the student council president, who was anxiously awaiting the swarm of skeletons running at high speed.
The two stood on a branch of a tree. "Seria, I think we should head back. This isn't a problem that can be solved by just the two of us, isn't it?"
Sora urged Seria to surrender.
Seria glanced at Sora, his face like a child on the verge of crying.
"What? You're an adult, but you're worried about something so trivial? If I'd known, I'd have brought Third Place with me." I'm so disappointed in the president.
Sora clenched his fists, wanting to knock Seria on the head. "Disappointed in me. Nonsense, Seria. It was all too far-fetched to begin with.
You're going to handle this? Where did you get the confidence?
A danger that could put the entire Tenshin Academy into ruin? What can you do alone?"
Seria was about to cry, sobbing, her face like an abandoned puppy.
"You don't have to say that, president. It's cruel. What cruel words.
But my homeroom teacher told me to gain experience to improve myself. I'm going to clear up this problem, to improve myself."
Sora looked at Seria, who was pointing at the group of bones climbing the tree.
"Your brain really needs a thorough cleaning. Your teacher isn't the only one at fault. With this much trouble, if you can get through it, It can be handled.
The Tenshin School probably gave you the position of Sect Master long ago.
Seria shook her head and waved her index finger in refusal.
"Sorry. I'm going out into the world. I don't intend to settle here. Knowledge is something you should seek. When you encounter something, you must solve it yourself."
Sora swung his sword through the skull. Whoosh! Boom!
"Are you going back?"
"Of course I refuse. Such an exciting event. How can I miss it?"
Seria stared at the skeletons.
Sora could only sigh.
Pokralas Village, in the sky, near the stables.
Pixens floated in mid-air, lightning around them exploding like an uncontrollable explosion. Boom!
Pixens shot up at lightning speed, bruising all over his body. He was covered in wounds. Pew!
Peka created a single white feather, floating in mid-air.
"Even though he's injured like that, he's still strong. He's quite capable, my boy."
The pixel was about to charge forward. The white feather collided with the pixel. Whoosh! Boom!
The sky roared with a loud bang!
A storm seemed to be brewing.
The pixel collided with it, flying towards the ground. Whoosh! Boom!
The white feather pushed the pixel, causing it to crash into the ground. Boom! Ugh!
The pixel lay in a pool of blood A white feather pierced through the pixel's heart.
A large hole formed in the center of its chest, revealing its red organs, still twitching and working.
The pixel was breathing heavily, its body immobile, its eyes staring up at the sky.
It saw a beautiful, white-winged peka floating down slowly.
Pikan's blood gushed from its mouth, its breathing becoming labored.
"Tch, aren't you going, Peka?"
Pikan looked at Peka, who was shaking so hard his legs couldn't move, as a spotlight shone a white light down on him.
Pikan looked at Peka, whose legs were so weak he couldn't even stand up.
Pikan was crying violently, his face twisted, his hands clutching the grass in fear.
Pikan's tears fell to the ground, his voice soft and pleading for help.
"Brother, help me... I don't want to die yet..."
Pikan begged for help.
Up in the sky, the white-winged peka smiled, staring at Peka with a smile, ready to eat the dead plate.
Pixen stared at his sister, his breath slowly faltering.
"You're such a weak child. I can't even imagine your future.
Besides being oppressed, there's nothing else.
Ordinary people in this world are just pawns for others to use.
I also have to keep the promise I made to the one I love most."
Pixen began to move, trying to stand up.
Bone after bone began to break. His arms were immobile, and he could only use one leg.
His left leg was battered by the fighting, unable to function as he wished.
A hole in the center of his chest was bleeding profusely.
Pixen stared at his sword, destroyed.
His gaze turned to him. Only his right leg could move.
"Peka, this might be the last time. So, run, my little sister. Don't you want to die?"
Peka continued to tremble. His legs couldn't move.
"Big brother, I can't move. Help me...!" "Peka cried, still afraid.
Pixen stared at the white light, his gaze shifting to Peka, who was floating gracefully down.
"That's my vessel. It'll be difficult if that child escapes. I apologize...?"
Pixen pointed his index finger at his left chest.
He poked his left chest. "No, I should say, be proud. You'll be a vessel for Level Eight.
This is a joy I can't find anywhere else.
Thank you for choosing that child."
Pixen smiled slightly, his expression contemptuous of Peka. "Heh... if you can do it, try."
Pixen looked at Peka with a smirk. "I did what you told me to do. Protect this child. Grow up in your own way. This is all I can do for you."
Pixen used lightning energy to charge at him as he fell to the ground. Whoosh! Boom!
Blue lightning shot straight towards Peka's mouth. Whoosh! Boom!
A blue bolt of lightning grabbed the mountain and placed it in the pixel's mouth. His voice spoke:
"Don't look down on a Perseus family member. What about the ancestor?"
The Perseus Family's Secret Skill, Number Eleven."
Pixen's entire body turned glowing white. "Heavenly Wings, Piercing the Sky."
Two white wings appeared behind the pixel.
The lightning in front of him emitted a dangerous blue light, destroying the surrounding area. BAM!
A majestic white horse appeared. The pixel's eyes turned pure white.
The white horse's eyes. The ground became white.
The pixel charged like a mad dog, a dog without chains, throwing its fists, ready to attack. Boom!
A bolt of white light mixed with lightning, the size of a house, flew towards him. Whoosh!
The pegasus applauded in admiration. "BAM!"
"Excellent, excellent, excellent. You've used my abilities so well." As befits a member of the Pegasus clan...
The pegasus clapped his hands in disdain, his gaze fixed on the scum before him.
A white feather appeared before him.
The feather was the size of a pegasus's hand. The phoenix's terrifying attack collided with the white feather. BOOM!
A large spark created a powerful gust of wind.
White, orange, and blue light exploded, creating a crack in the ground. BOOM!
The pegasus tried to rush towards the pegasus with all her might. Her body, trying to get closer to the pegasus,
was pushed away bit by bit by the white energy. The flesh on the pegasus' face was being pulled away, like a knife slicing the flesh beneath.
The flesh on the pegasus's face began to reveal itself. Her mouth was burning, and one eye was blind.
The pegasus couldn't see, her hair was burning. Her entire body was trying to get closer.
The pegasus's mouth bit him tightly. BOOM! "Ya...!"
The shout gained strength, a final shout. BOOM!
The white feathers were destroyed, along with the death of the Pigeon.
Pixen's breath stopped, its mouth still biting the horn.
Pixen planned to use the horn as a weapon.
All over its body, it was a white skeleton, covered in blood.
"You died so stupidly. You tried to destroy this, my only possession, and you even gave your life for it. Humph! Trash is still trash?"
His red eyes suddenly caught sight of the iridescent light in the mouth of the squirrel, like a rainbow.
Pega's eyes widened in shock. "What is this!?"