6kv Chapter 26: Acolyte
Chapter 26: Acolyte
I placed my hand on Mia’s chocolate-colored breasts, then moved my hand down to her belly and stopped moving near the position of her uterus. Then I bit her black ear, making her shiver even more. "Tyler... People are watching. Please, not here."
Listening to Mia’s weak pleas. I just smiled and whispered in her ear. "If we were in a bedroom, I’d paint your chocolate-colored uterus with my white sperm, just like I did the first time I raped you..."
"Uhh~~" Mia moaned as she heard my dirty words, and her panties started to get wet, even though she was being watched by her friends from afar.
"Today, I will make you understand that you must bow your head and kneel before a warrior consecrated like me!" Liam roared, his voice filled with blind, desperate hatred.
I watched as he bent his legs and leaped with explosive force. His movement was so fast that it left a residual image in the air, as if space itself took time to adjust to the absence of his body.
But Oliver didn’t seem worried at all. He was smiling, calm, almost taunting, as if everything had already been decided before it even began.
Suddenly, my Virtual Lab emitted an alert in my mind:
["Alert!"]
["Radiation detected!"]
["Status: Recommend distancing from the source!"]
I frowned, analyzing the situation. "Radiation? These idiots might end up exploding the balloon. Will Marcelina intervene before this gets out of hand?"
Liam shouted again in the air, promising his victory with fierce words. "Today I’ll make you bleed! I’ll break your bones and rub your face in the dirt!"
And then, Oliver, still smiling, slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out a small transparent crystal. He closed his eyes, and with a near-ceremonial voice, began chanting: "Eternal light, arrogant light... All must bow before the brightest light."
That’s when everything changed.
A wave of energy emanated from the crystal, taking the form of a golden flame that pulsed like something alive. The light shot rapidly toward Liam, who was already in the middle of his attack.
"Pow!"
The impact was brutal. As soon as Liam’s fist met the brilliant energy, a quick explosion filled the air, accompanied by a vibration that made the entire balloon basket tremble.
I tried to maintain my balance, holding Mia in my lap. She gasped and shrank against me while I watched the result of the confrontation. The basket was intact, but Liam... Liam wasn’t so lucky.
The dry sound of bones breaking echoed in the air. "Crack." His fist was bent at a grotesque angle, and he let out a scream that was quickly muffled by the golden flame.
The light didn’t stop there. It spread rapidly across Liam’s arm, then covered his chest, his legs, and finally immobilized his entire body, except for his head. He fell to the ground, trapped and helpless, with blood dripping from his mouth due to the crushing pressure of the light on his body.
And there was Oliver, walking slowly toward him, his smile now something truly demonic.
"That’s it," he said, with a cold, cruel voice, as he raised his leg and pressed Liam’s face with the sole of his boot. "Now, lick my boots, worm. I am number 1."
The sound of screams and murmurs pulled me from my thoughts as I still processed Liam’s humiliating defeat. "A magical artifact!" The acolytes around us cried, their eyes shining with surprise and envy.
It was impossible to ignore the weight those words carried. To use a magical artifact, one had to reach at least level 1 as an acolyte. "So, has Oliver been promoted?" The question hung in the air, increasing the respect and fear others had for him.
I watched as Oliver, still with a triumphant face, released the pressure of the golden light for a moment, giving Liam one last chance to surrender. But Liam, in his stubbornness, refused. "Never! I’d rather die than kneel before you!"
That declaration sealed his fate. The light tightened again with even more intensity, and the sound of bones cracking echoed through the basket. It was brutal and almost unnecessary, but Oliver seemed to relish every second of it. When Liam finally passed out, Oliver deactivated the artifact and spat on his face before stepping away.
"If killing weren’t prohibited, I would have torn you apart alive, piece of shit." His voice was filled with venom.
As the other acolytes commented, praising Oliver’s power and murmuring about the magical artifact, my mind worked in silence.
"Marcelina. It must have come from her." I thought, connecting the dots. "This artifact was clearly given to him to tip the balance of power. Oliver knew what he was doing from the start, provoking Liam until he lost control."
For a moment, my eyes narrowed as I analyzed the situation. Liam was a true warrior, but against a mere acolyte with an artifact, he had no chance.
"The strength of mages surpasses that of warriors. This incident just confirmed that."
I stood up, gently moving Mia off my lap. She looked confused and nervous, but I was too distracted to care. "If I don’t ignite my vital energy before reaching school, there’s no reason to continue down this path. I’ll devote myself entirely to becoming a mage. It’s my only chance to overcome enemies like Oliver."
My thoughts were interrupted by a sharp scream.
"Look! What is that?"
I raised my eyes and saw the sky beginning to change. The familiar blue was disappearing, revealing something much vaster and more impressive. The air around us became cold and thin, making it hard to breathe. Some acolytes started to tremble, while others rubbed their arms