The Bored Immortal

Chapter 467 The Return Of The …

“Urgh!” Viktor was walking beside Yannah when he suddenly grimaced upon feeling a pain that made him feel like his head was splitting in half.

His eyes became mystical blue as he clutched his head, trying to suppress this pain that came out of nowhere.

At first, he thought it was the poison acting up, but then he realized that the throbbing sensation in his head was unlike anything he had ever felt in his life. It was even spreading across his entire body. This couldn’t be due to the poison which had already left his body.

He could feel in his bones that this was totally something else since this pain wasn’t as painful as when he got inflicted with the poison. And other than the pain, he was feeling a strange pulling sensation in his head as if something was trying to drag his head away.

But he was distracted from his thoughts when he saw that Yannah was motionless like a statue, her expression and even her lips frozen, as if in time.

“Yannah…”

And as if it wasn’t enough to cause him concern, he could feel the entire floor beneath him shake as if an earthquake was happening.

“What the fuck is happening…” Viktor mumbled as he clawed at his head.

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*Rumble*

The skies were filled with heavy dark clouds as dark golden lightning streaked through the skies. The rumbles of the lightning and the shaking of the earth could make anyone feel like the entire realm was quivering in fear upon the arrival of a certain someone.

And indeed, Orgaz, who had followed out to stop Mevron, had his expression frozen when his soul was filled with fear upon the sight in front of him.

Even Mevron became petrified when he saw that each and every person in this town was motionless like statues. It was as if the entire town had frozen in time.

But what shook the bones of Mevron and Orgaz was the massive thunderstorm just a few hundred meters away from them. It seemed like this storm was big enough to cover the entire horizon, and they couldn’t even see where it ended.

The dark golden streaks thundered as they struck the ground while the tempestuous winds were strong enough to destroy the pavement.

And as if Mevron hadn’t seen enough to make him feel uneasy, he saw the clouds of the storm form a colossal silhouette of a figure in heavy armor, the figure’s head touching even the skies.

“I-It’s really him! I…I can’t believe it…Such a day has come. May the Almighty Devil save us!!” Orgaz fell on his knees with a terror-stricken expression as he prayed in despair, his pupils shaking in sheer terror.

“Just shut up! This is all just a trick by some cowards to scare me…” Mevron was annoyed by Orgaz’s ramblings, though Mevron’s voice had no strength in it as he said these words since he himself could feel an ominous presence behind that storm…a presence that was sending chills down his spine.

The colossal figure formed by the storm dissipated, making Mevron think it was probably just his imagination playing tricks in his mind. But right before he could relax, he saw a pair of dark golden eyes suddenly revealing itself from within the storm.

No…it was more than just that. This pair of dark golden eyes belonged to a staggering seven feet tall person that came out from within the storm.

He was wearing heavy black armor top to bottom with dark golden stripes running across the metallic armor while a dark cape adorned his back.

His heavy armor had a dark antique finish with scale-like patterns and had sharp spikes extending from most parts of his armor. His feet left deep footprints on the ground, each of them looking as if something even heavier than a dragon was walking upon it.

He was also wearing a glinting dark steel serated helmet with articulated plating forming the spine of the helmet while two elongated horns projected upwards. Flared vents decorated the full visor while dark golden light was continuously flaring from the pair of angled slits of the visor, revealing the cold eyes of this mysterious figure.

And on his back were a pair of heavy long swords with large grips, each heavy enough to cause an earthquake if dropped on the ground.

His gaze was set on a fixed place as he walked forward, each step making the entire realm shake while the space around him was breaking down as if unable to endure the might of his aura.

“T-The Immortal Spirit Guardian! We are doomed! President, please beg for mercy while there is still time!” Orgaz began to kowtow like a mad man while bashing his head on the ground and didn’t even stop even if his forehead was bleeding.

“Shut up, you coward!” Mevron kicked him in a state of nerves since Orgaz’s words only made him feel even more uneasy.

Mevron couldn’t believe all this was happening. If someone were to tell him that he was in a nightmare, he would rather believe that.

He really thought that all the myths and legends about the Spirit Guardian were just made up by old ones gone by generations out of timepass and to scare people from trying to enter the Sacred Spirit Realm.

But now, he had no doubt that this tall, intimidating figure with a spine-chilling aura was none other than the Spirit Guardian because…he realized to his shock that he was unable to gather a wisp of his odic force.

No…by now, he couldn’t even move his limbs and could only helplessly watch as this terrifying deity gradually closed the distance between them.

Those dark golden eyes were looking at him, making him feel like his soul was being plunged into a dark, cold abyss.

At this moment, he realized…he had fucked up.

He could see death staring at his face and had an ominous premonition that his end might not be pleasant.

Orgaz didn’t bother to persuade Mevron anymore since he saw that it was useless. Instead, he prostrated on the ground with his hands clasped together, as if begging for mercy in front of the deity who once obliterated half of a realm because they tormented the fairies, including the spirit races that lived with them.

And now, Mevron, who was an influential figure of their Winter Dragon, had put the entire Sacred Spirit Realm in danger by stealing the Fruit of Youth and even tried to hurt the Fairy Queen. Wouldn’t this warrant enough reasons for the Spirit Guardian to wipe out their entire race??

Mevron’s lips were quivering in shock and disbelief as he felt his entire body turning numb slowly. His heart was thudding against his chest in terror as he felt a pressure that made him feel like his bones would shatter to bits at any time.

The Spirit Guardian reached near him, and Mevron couldn’t even move his tongue to beg for forgiveness.

He couldn’t even blink under such suffocating pressure of the Spirit Guardian’s aura and felt as insignificant as a speck of dust in the presence of his towering figure.

But he became confused when he saw the Spirit Guardian raising his hand towards the guild building.