Myth: I am God!

Chapter 95 Flames

Deep in the eastern forest, in a cave.

The two guards, both wearing armor and holding spears, sat idly chatting at the cave entrance.

Little did they know that a pair of eyes were already watching them from the bushes not far away.

"It's been almost a week, haven't Hayden and the others returned yet?"

"That person will be unhappy."

One of the guards yawned, wanting to chat with the person next to him to perk himself up.

"He was too young and impulsive; he went straight to Canaan..."

"This wasn't discussed with the rest of the Brotherhood."

"That lord has already lost his temper. I passed by his camp earlier."

"I heard sounds of people being hacked and things being smashed inside..."

"Even if Hayden returns, he will be severely punished."

Another guard chatted casually, not showing much vigilance... Few people could find this place; the guards' task was more to welcome returning travelers than to protect the camp.

Bored, the guard picked up a few pebbles from the ground and tossed them in his hand.

He threw it towards a clump of grass not far away.

After the pebble disappeared into the grass, there was no sound... It seemed to have hit something, as there was no sound of it hitting the ground.

The guard initially paid no attention, intending to take a nap while chewing on a blade of grass...

However at this time...

Out of the corner of their eyes, the two suddenly caught a glimpse of what appeared to be flickering firelight.

They immediately turned around, but when they saw the flames clearly, they were both horrified. The flames were floating in mid-air, hurtling towards them at high speed.

They had never seen anything so bizarre... How could flames burn in the air? This was beyond anything they had ever seen or heard before, defying all common sense!

For a moment, the two were stunned, and even when the fire rushed towards them, they forgot to dodge.

Until the intense heat set them ablaze, the burning pain spread through their skin, and they cried out in despair.

Only then, through their scorching gazes, did they see a figure emerge from the bushes, clutching his head and glaring angrily!

The fire burned very cleanly.

The two didn't struggle for long before they were burned to a crisp.

See here.

Isaac spat viciously. How dare this person throw stones at him?

That's incredibly audacious!

The screams of the people in the flames didn't last long before their voices were burned away.

The sounds of struggle went unheard by those inside.

However, just to be on the safe side...

Isaac still drew the black sword from behind him.

The flames just now were the power of the Oracle's Eye. It commanded fire to form in Isaac's hand with its words, so the fire element had no choice but to obey the "oracle's" instructions and gather in Isaac's hand.

However, this has not yet reached the level of consuming life force; it has only consumed a small amount of physical strength.

Isaac felt that even if he could conjure a dozen more fireballs like that, it would only make him a little tired.

It's far from reaching the point of consuming life force.

Isaac named this ability "Word of Power: Fire Magic".

then.

Isaac wore a golden cloak, held a black sword in his right hand, and a flame in his left.

After taking a deep breath, he entered the bandit's cave without looking back.

The cave was dark, but not damp.

The passage is long and narrow.

Torches hung on the walls on both sides, emitting a faint glow.

To provide some dim light to the cave...

Meanwhile, the flame in Isaac's hand could also provide light.

Therefore, he did not feel the darkness and could see some things along the way... On both sides of the cave, there were some skeletons scattered around. Isaac could tell that some were animal bones and some were human bones. Next to the human bones, there were probably rusted sword hilts or something else.

Isaac secretly guessed that they were probably some merchants who had been driven to desperation by these bandits, and who were secretly offering large sums of money to the warriors of the Hall of Heroes in hopes of eliminating them...

However, the brave warriors who dared to take on this mission were probably either simple-minded or reckless. After finding them, they assumed these people were just ordinary bandits, rushed in, and lost their lives.

Isaac sighed softly and continued walking forward.

After passing through this narrow path, the interior suddenly opens up, as if there were a hidden paradise inside.

However, Isaac did not have time to observe the cave's surroundings.

He could see from afar dozens of lights flickering back and forth in the darkness.

Seeing this, Isaac rolled over and hid behind a few wooden crates, peering through the gaps in the crates at the approaching firelight in the darkness.

Dozens of people, fully armed.

Isaac judged that each of them possessed at least the fighting strength of a Silver Warrior!

The situation was somewhat unexpected for Isaac:

He was only on the outer layer, not yet deep inside, when he saw dozens of Silver Warriors.

Including the nearly seventy or eighty high-ranking warriors who previously attacked Canaan.

You should know that more than a decade ago, King Argos's army that fought against the Nemean Lion only had one hundred Silver Warriors... But now, a random band of bandits can gather nearly one hundred high-ranking warriors?

This is only what Isaac observed; the actual number may be far greater than imagined.

"Brotherhood...

What conspiracy is hidden behind this?

Isaac narrowed his golden eyes, surveying the crowd in the dim light.

After a moment's thought, Isaac stepped out of his bunker, carrying his black sword, and slowly approached the group.

The figures emerging from the cave entrance quickly attracted the attention of the patrol. They brandished torches, drew their swords, and were about to order a halt or shout warnings of an enemy attack...

But then, the person draped in a golden cloak...

The words that came out of his mouth—

"quiet!"

Suddenly, they found their mouths and throats were blocked, and they couldn't make a sound... No matter how much they pounded their mouths or covered their throats, it was no use.

It was bizarre and strange; everyone's pupils reflected the figure, and they felt utterly terrified.

Like a sinister shadow from the darkest, most terrifying story...

With a thought, Isaac activated the Divine Eye once more.

Golden light emanated from his eyes!

He uttered a soft grumble: "Look me in the eye!"

Instantly.

The dozens of patrolling bandits involuntarily turned their eyes to Isaac.

They used all their strength, the veins on their temples visibly swollen, but they couldn't control their pupils at all, which could only slowly veer towards the figure.

Some bandits, driven by despair to the point of irrationality, even gouged out their own eyes with their swords.

However, these people desperately noticed even the blood-stained eyeballs that had fallen to the ground.

It is also like a magnet.

Unable to resist looking towards the golden figure.

When all the bandits stared directly into his golden eyes.

His eyes flashed with golden light again—a display of intimidation.

The next moment, it was as if everyone felt as if their brains had been hit by a heavy object, their minds filled with excruciating pain and dizziness, while the shadow at the entrance of the hole became distorted, terrifying, and inhuman in a daze.

It transformed into a bizarre creature in their hallucinations, lunging at them.

They tried to scream, but found their mouths and tongues were gagged.

All she could do was sob and shed tears of terror.

Followed by.

Everyone fell down.

A cloud of dust rose up.

After the dust settles.

Isaac's figure emerged from the dust...

He spoke again, a soft shout: "Flame."

A raging fire.

Then flames erupted on the bodies of those who had fallen...

Isaac walked on fire.