Warlock of Oceans: My Poseidon System

Chapter 135 The Great Prison Catastrophe

i dodged and weaved through various lackeys, keeping either an incredibly close distance to one fist so they couldn't generate any power or an incredibly far distance just so they couldn't land a hit on me.

and as soon as i slipped out of the crowd, completely exhausted, their boss pushed his way through before cracking his knuckles and smiling. my uninjured self, with maybe only a few scratches, stood up straight while my smile faded into a cold expression.

"you wanna go! let's fucking go! stop running away and fight me like a man, you stupid punk!"

"you got at least a hundred men behind you... what makes this fighting like a man?"

and then, on that day, a massive stain of blood stretched across the turf residing on that skyscraper rooftop.

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"d-demon! demon! get away from me, demon! get away from me! please! help me! guards! help!"

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for what seemed to be the first time in years, the entire courtyard was silent. anybody who dared to look at the pile of unconscious bodies beneath the boy's feet was met by two cold eyes that held daggers behind them. just looking at them felt as if those daggers, covered up by two pools of dark-blue water, would stab into them. no mercy. no pity. nothing but pain and hellish torture even the god of death would have trouble rivaling.

all of this chaos and destruction was created by one single boy. one single boy who had so much anger built up that he was able to take on an army of inmates. they may have been limited to their base stats and skill, but that made this feat even more impressive.

one by one, the boy took down a man triple his size. some of the fists flying at him were nearly as big as his head, yet somehow, someway, he dodged them perfectly, flowing in between each attack like a river current. it was almost beautiful the way he danced between each fist and foot, punch and kick.

"h-help! i paid you, bastards! why won't you help me?! please! fucking help-"

bam

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(elora pov)

i felt nervous for some reason. as the air in the courtroom tensed beyond human comprehension, a guard came out, revealing the reason as to why the trial hadn't started yet.

everybody was impatient, some nervous, some excited to report this to their bosses. we had waited, and waited, and waited for that one person to come... but after what seemed to be hours, we finally got a report as to what was happening.

normally, this wouldn't happen. they wouldn't give so much information, but due to the fact that such a large and powerful family was here to oversee the murderer of one of their members, they were forced to. if they didn't immediately, the entire courthouse might have gone up in flames.

"*sigh*... we would all like to apologize to everybody that has come here today for the hearing, but we have received the unfortunate news that the child who has been put on trial... has gone missing and has been presumed dead." read latest stories on empire

my heart dropped as i heard those words. wolf, panther, and snake, all beside me, had the same reaction. our eyes widened, our jaws slightly opened, and our hands began to shake as we heard those shocking words.

quickly, there was an outburst from the representatives of the crestsplitter family, but the present guards who were meant to take the boy to the stand held them back. of course, the representatives couldn't do much here, but once they leave, of course, they can bring their family members back.

"if you want... i can take you all to where he is...." a voice called out to me and the rest of the daggers. and upon turning my head, i noticed a small innocent girl with white hair. she looked a bit nervous as she gestured for us to follow her.

"are you petra...?"

"y-yes," she stuttered, nervously blushing as we began to follow her out of the courtroom. she may have been only a few years younger, but she was just so adorable that i couldn't help but scoop her up into my arms and squeeze those adorable cheeks of hers. "p-please stop..."

"oh, i'm sorry... you're just too cute," i smiled, setting her down on the ground and then following her out of the courtroom. we went even further, walking down the streets until we reached the very edge of the city where a decently-sized slum had been built up.

we walked and walked and walked some more until we reached a small green hill with a small cottage house at the very top. it was probably the only decent-looking place in these slums, and upon reaching the front door, a woman with long brown hair and entrancing hazel eyes greeted us.

"come in. you must be his friends...."