Evolution of the Ruined Heir - Chapter 280: Worry
Chapter 280: Worry
Rhett didn’t stop. He pressed harder until more cracks webbed across the creature’s skull.
The creature thrashed violently, but it was futile.
“Your kind are the only filth in this world,” Rhett said at last, voice ice cold. Without waiting for a response, he stomped down.
His boot shattered its skull, splattering brain matter as black ichor pooled beneath the corpse.
But Rhett’s gaze remained cold. Grade threes were called difficult for a reason, beheading them wasn’t enough.
One had to destroy their cores and wash away the ichor with vita, or risk them regenerating. He had crushed its skull because he wanted the creature to feel pain.
Blood streamed from Rhett’s wound, pooling beneath the corpse before bursting out in a forest of crimson spikes, like a porcupine of spears piercing the air.
As the core was forced out, Rhett snatched it, flooding it with vita until the darkness was erased. A violent surge of vita rushed from the creature into him. It was dead.
No satisfaction appeared on Rhett’s face. A mere grade three, comparable to a bloom, was supposed to be this easy.
His gaze turned to the veil in the distance. A vita veil. Rhett could guess that was where the real battle was.
‘I should sweep the area first,’ he thought, and with Malakai, he vanished, leaving the manipulator’s corpse behind.
A distance away, Rhett reappeared in the skies. Below, a purple haired woman fought against an army of thousands of darkness creatures. His eyes quickly found the source, a grade three summoner.
She weaved through the swarm, cutting down creature after creature, a haze of purple trailing her every movement.
Rhett almost smiled. Even drenched in black ichor, she was beautiful.
He didn’t call out, he simply acted.
Raising his arm, the sky turned crimson as countless blood spears materialized, blotting out the light.
For a moment, the battlefield stilled. Laila and the horde of creatures alike turned their gazes upward.
Laila’s eyes widened with relief when she saw Rhett, her fatigue catching up with her. The darkness creatures, however, did not share her sentiment.
The grade three summoner roared, commanding its army to attack, only for Rhett to drop his arm.
The blood spears descended from the heavens like judgment. None of the darkness creatures even had time to react before they were torn apart, pierced from every direction.
The grade three summoner wasn’t spared. With just a thought, Rhett retrieved its core and washed it clean with vita. As the large surge of energy streamed into him, he descended and landed beside Laila.
“Who’s that?”
Laila skipped any greetings and went straight to the point. Rhett couldn’t blame her. He could feel her exhaustion, her pain.
‘She must be blaming herself,’ he thought. He didn’t know the full story of what had happened here, but he knew Laila well enough to read her emotions.
“Malakai.”
Laila’s expression darkened. “Is he…”
“Don’t worry, he’s fine. I saw the little monster holding his own against a grade three. I swear, he’s even more of an anomaly than his father.”
Laila quickly approached the blood cocoon. Rhett opened a hole large enough for her to reach him. Only when she confirmed his pulse was stable did she let out a sigh of relief.
She shot Rhett a glare but kept her fury in check. There would be time for that later.
“What about the others?”
“I’m not sure yet. I found you after Malakai.”
Rhett didn’t wait for her to ask. He lifted them into the air before she could even speak, controlling their blood to keep them stable.
Laila felt the familiar tug of Rhett’s control but didn’t resist. They tore across the broken terrain, searching for their remaining squad members.
It didn’t take long before they found Grunde, locked in a brutal clash with a grade three enhancer.
His clothes were little more than rags clinging to his body, blood smeared across his skin. Still, he fought relentlessly, fists slamming against the enhancer’s claws with enough force to create shockwaves.
Their battle had carved a deep crater into the ground, widening with every strike.
Rhett didn’t waste time. A single wave of blood spears descended, tearing the enhancer apart. Grunde froze mid motion, his eyes widening as he spotted the figure in the sky.
“Captain!” His voice was filled with disbelief. Since when did Rhett show up on missions?
“We’ll explain everything later, Grunde. Are you okay?”
Grunde’s expression hardened, and he gave a single sharp nod.
“Have you seen Renlo?” Laila asked immediately.
Grunde shook his head. “No one was around when Grunde woke up. Only… a green dome.”
Laila’s brows furrowed. “A green dome protected me too. It must’ve been the Red Eclipse.”
“We’ll discuss that later. Let’s find Renlo first.”
Before anyone could respond, they were already airborne again, cutting through the sky.
They circled the massive green veil multiple times but found no signs of Renlo, or of any ongoing battle. Not a single darkness creature, no trace of the assassins. Nothing. The silence was deafening.
By the time the group landed, their expressions had darkened. Of all the squad members, only Renlo was missing.
“Where’s chubby cheeks?” Grunde muttered, but no one had an answer.
Laila and Rhett exchanged a glance before looking at Malakai in the cocoon.
They couldn’t help but think of the worst. And of everyone in the squad, Malakai had been closest to Renlo.
“He’s not going to like this,” Rhett said quietly. He felt a wave of guilt surging through him. If only he had been the captain he was supposed to be…
“No, he’s not,” Laila agreed.
Rhett shook his head, forcing the tension down. “Let’s not jump to conclusions. He might still be inside the veil.”
Laila and Grunde nodded reluctantly, pushing their worries aside. Together, they approached the veil.
The vibrations had intensified. It wasn’t just the ground trembling anymore, it felt like a colossal force was slamming against the veil over and over, making the entire thing quake.
Rhett stopped and left the others behind, stepping forward. His gaze sharpened.
‘A grade four veil, huh.’
Vita veils were designed to trap darkness creatures inside. They were ranked in grades, and a grade four was rare, exceptionally so.
Regardless, the key point was simple: they were created to trap things within, not keep things out.
Rhett raised his arm, pulling it back as he muttered, “Bloodflow.”
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