Requiem Of A Failed Hero

Chapter 363 Thard - Harl

CHAPTER 363

[Using the SOURCE power, skills can be merged to create a better skill]

[Do you want to merge class skill 'Copy' with Ruler skill 'Skill Steal']

[I advise you proceed with caution]

"I'm quite baffled with your last statement sage…"

[I don't know if anything that has to do with the source is a great idea. As it is an unknown and untapped power, I strongly advise that you put off anything related to it]

Raith caressed his thumb with his index finger for a couple of seconds.

"Okay then. If you suggest that I should decline, I will decline it"

[Really?]

"Yes. What?"

[I am shocked that you would]

"Of course I will. I want to start leaning towards your advise."

[Hmm]

Raith smiled and looked forward to the expanse of destruction that their battle had caused. The trees were battered and splintered, grounds unearthed, mountains broken from heavy impacts. Everything was unlike he had come here before - even though it was already in so much destruction at that time.

[You have received a gift from an individual]

Raith had a rough idea who it was. He averted his gaze from the pitiful landscape and looked down to the series of panels that appeared.

[You have gained a new eyes]

[Demon Lord's eyes]

> You can see as far as 1km.

> You can see the weakness of a person.

> You can see a person's three moves into the future.

While the skill almost felt like God's eye. Both had different functions. God's eyes was mostly useful for appraisal, it could also see through stuff but it couldn't see the weakness and definitely not the future. Raith worried if having this eye was a good thing.

One from a god another from a demon. I hope this isn't bad news. He clicked his tongue.

To his right eyes was a faint golden glow and to his left was a red glow. Then both glow slowly faded, reverting to his black and red heterochromia eyes. However, there was a sigil on his left eyes which was red, the same sigil that was on the monk when it spoke through the eyes.

But Raith couldn't see it.

"I guess work here is done?"

[Yes. The absorption of the gate shall commence]

"Sorry. What? Absorption? What? Why?"

[Because you used Lacerous Grasp to absorb the most precious thing to the monster. The gate will be absorbed]

"Wow… is that even supposed to be possible?"

[Technically speaking. No]

[But with your technicalities are pretty useless]

Raith scratched his cheek with a shy smile, "I can't help but feel like you're complimenting me"

[Sigh]

Sage let out an helpless sigh.

[Commencing gate absorption…]

rippppp

Raith's attention swung to the back where the ripping sound had come from. He quickly opened his hands, materializing his blood sword and gripping tightly, even though his fingers felt so numb.

A pale, almost purple hands came out of the rip in space. It held the lower part of the tear and stretched it to widen its way out into the open.

rippp

The second hand made its debut as the tear widened, then a leg followed and the head sprawled out sneakily. Bringing its last leg out of the rip, the figure finally stood upright and stretched - it proved how uncomfortable it was having to pass through… it was like caving the squeeze one's body through a hole.

He raised his head to Raith.

"Finally. I've found you."

Raith arched a brow and slowly began to step back. Not that he wasn't ready to engage this person but he had to give himself some recess… this guy looked awfully familiar. And if it was who he is thinking it to be, this spelt trouble in capital letters for him. TROUBLE.

"Don't take another step."

Raith's feet paused. Involuntarily.

His brows creased to a tense frown. I can't move my legs.

The moment the person in front of him spoke, Raith lost control of his legs. His legs did not respond no matter how much he tried to move them. He was frozen in that stance - one of his foot to the back and the other about to take off.

"What did you do to me?" Raith asked with a deep grudge sounding from his tone.

"I just used my art on you that's all. Don't worry, it isn't permanent and there is a way to negate it. But seeing as you have no idea of all of that, I believe you probably don't know. I find it so hard to believe you defeated a copy of me. I guess I went very easy on you."

His last words confirmed Raith's fear.

Fel had mentioned it and left him in a lot of confusion but he hadn't actually thought about it since then. He was preoccupied with this gate issues that he hadn't even given thought to the things that he and Fel had spoken about.

There is no way… His eyes shook.

A smug smile curled up the man's pale face. His hair was blonde and his eyes were fierce, almost like that of a lion. He was quite hairy - his blonde hair was long and broad, extending everywhere around his shoulder and giving him that unparalleled alpha male presence - but more lionlike.

"This can't be right. You are alive? I am sure I killed you."

The man sighed dropping his head in a disappointment.

"I'm sure Fel told you. He and I made a deal and tried to deceive the abyss. It worked. The Thard - Harl you faced with the abyss wasn't me. It was an aspect that Fel and I created to deceive the abyss. I don't believe a weak being like you defeated it though. I even hear of your exploits from Fel, you killed Egard and even survived a battle with Cor -Ellion"

"Well, it was no biggie. Actually, you see when I defeated this so caller aspect that you said you created. I was weak, but I had potential and stuff. That other one is it Egard now? Yea, Egard. That one I defeated him clean, although he said he was in a weakened state. But you know how everyone are, they just give these excuses when they get beat and as for Cor - Ellion" He paused and swallowed his spit.

Thard - Harl who had been watching him with a bitter taste in his mouth raised his brow and curled a corner of his lips.

"You met a strong man, didn't you?"

Raith frowned and looked away. After sucking the feeling of humiliation he felt at that time. He turned back to Thard - Harl.

"What do you want? It's not like we are friends on anything that you can just pop in through some hole in the space to greet me."

"You have quite the disrespectful mouth. You must think you can stand your ground against me since you defeated a puppet. Hey by the way… where are my equipments?"

Raith raised a brow. "What equipments?"

Thard - Harl frowned.

"The ones the fake used against you. The only part I hated about our plan was that I had to give up my equipments. Please tell me you have them."

"No, why will I have them. I sold them."

"You sold them?!!" Thard - Harl's voice scaled up as his eyes widened.

He reached for Raith's collar and raised him up effortlessly.

"You sold those equipments? The silver boots? The lion's helm? The sharp razor claws too, you sold that too?"

Raith struggled with releasing the asura'a firm grip on his clothes and kicked his legs like a tantruming baby.

"Fuck I needed money what could I have done? And its not like I knew how to use them anyways."

"You still don't see how grave what you have done is? There should be no way you sold those equipments. You will find them for me, if you have to go through every dimension in this cosmos, I will make sure you find them."

"Fuck why are you even dis… urghh urrghhh," Raith struggled to keep talking as the asura grabbed his neck with the other hand.

"Fine fine fine I'll find them for you!" He shouted, tapping the asura's hand with urgency for him to let go.

Thard - Harl dropped him on the ground and turned to the ripped space - with dark squirming properties inside of it.

"We move now."

"Move?" Raith's brow knitted together. His eyes narrowing.

"Yes. I have come to take you. Did Fel not inform you?"

"Eh? Take me for what?"

Seeing the glare on Raith's face, Thard - Harl folded his arms.

"You became a player and even got a god-tier class."

"How did you know that." Raith's frown refused to depart his face.

"How else? When a person becomes a player or gains a god-tier achievement, there is always a general ranking to all players. I had to tear my way through three dimension in order to reach you… but thanks to announcement, I was able to find you."

He looked at Raith and smiled.

"You have great potential young man. But you are very rough on the edges. Don't you want to know the ropes of being a player. I can teach you that? Moreso, don't you want to be able to fight the right way? Move your body the right way and find you lost comrades?"

"What? Is there a way to get them back?" Raith shot to his feet quickly.

"Yes there is… but you must be ready to listen to me."

Raith clenched his fist and moved back… What? When did he undo the skill. He looked down at his legs and returned his eyes to Thard - Harl.

"I can't leave. I have to go to Felfhiem to rescue my master. He was the only man that was kind to me. I can't leave him."

Thard - Harl suddenly burst out a mouthful laugh with his arms crossed over his chest.

The laugh continued putting Raith in an uncomfortable place.

What's funny about what I said?

"Everything is funny about it."

Raith's relaxed brow knitted again immediately. That's right, this bastard could read my mind back then too.

"Be careful there boy."

Damnit, how am I suppose to even think?!

"Of course, you are not supposed to –

"Shut up! Shut up okay?"

Silence ensued between both of them for two seconds. Then Thard - Harl spoke.

"You can't go to hell. You'll die. You seen to keep forgetting that you have lost the power the abyss gave you."

"And so?"

Thard - Harl looked around, especially at the corpse of the monk that lied away in a puddle of purple blood.

"You struggled against a creature like this and you want to go to Felfhiem. What do you want to do in Felfhiem, dance?"

"I want to defeat the demon lords" Raith said with vivid determination on his face.

Thard - Harl could have laughed a second time but with the kind of expression he saw as Raith spoke. He tried not to disrespect the guy.

But facts still stood:

"If you go to Felfhiem like this, nothing but your death awaits you. Who is this man you want to help?"

"Volmak."

Thard - Harl rested his chin on his hand.

"I find it quite laughable that you want to help Volmak. But then it's been hundred of years since I saw him. He might have grown soft."

"You know Volmak?"

"Fel was once a king of Felfhiem you know… and I was his close friend."

"There seems to be a lot I am missing."

"Yes and these a lot. You will know as you come with me. I want to train you and help you grow. Or else there is no way you'll be able to face the abyss."

"You are right…"

Thinking back on how strong the abyss made him to be, Raith imagined if he was to fight his former self he'd probably get killed before killing that version of him at all.

"Still…" He hesitated.

Thard - Harl grabbed his head and flung him into the space rift.