Chapter 233: Cries

While Ning was doused in Oil, he knew what was going to happen next. So, he immediately used telekinesis to throw away the oil from all over his body.

The fire appeared on the cloth in his chest, but Ning simply dabbed it out.

"What?" Kell was surprised for a moment before he realized. "I see, you are an Enchanter. I've never fought another Aether user before. It seems I will have to get serious."

A bow appeared on his hand all of a sudden. It was a dark green colored bow with a relatively simple design. Kell caught the string with his two fingers and pulled it.

Even as he did that, something appeared in the empty space of the bow's string. A small brown object appeared that elongated until it reached the front of the bow. There, a small sharp metal piece appeared on it.

'Holy Sh*t. He can create arrows just like that?' Ning said in surprise. He wasn't surprised about the fact that arrows could be made; he knew that. Anything could be made with Aether.

However, the more complex the item being made was, the more chances of failure there were. Not to mention, the more complex they were the more Aether they used.

The fact that Kell could create a wooden arrow with a metal tip in less than 3 seconds without a mistake was truly unthinkable to Ning.

"F*ck! He must've used the Aether ores on himself a lot. I wonder if he is an Aether Master now," Ning thought.

Kell let the arrow fly and it flew right towards Ning's face.

The arrow had great damage behind it, but that was nothing to Ning. He caught it right in front of his face and started checking the arrow.

Kell was surprised; the arrow he prided over so much was caught in mid-air by his opponent.

It was indeed pretty well made. "You are not bad," Ning said. "Unfortunately, you have to die."

Ning stepped forward towards Kell, but suddenly, he slipped. His right leg slipped way further than it should have and Ning ended up doing a perfect split.

"Oil again?" he said in anger. Kell had coated the marble with Oil to make it slippery.

Ning punched the marble to create many cracks and stood up. Now, he could walk on it properly. By that time, however, Kell was gone.

That wasn't a problem to Ning however, he could clearly see the direction he had run to. So, he jumped out of the oiled-up area and started chasing.

The hallway was pretty white and kind of the same looking everywhere, but Ning could hear footsteps and followed it.

Arrows flew at him, but it couldn't hinder Ning at all. When the floor got slippery, he used telekinesis to wipe it away, or just simply jumped.

Kell was trying to keep a distance and fight that way, but he couldn't stop Ning from coming closer at all. So, he kept on running.

Ning was getting closer and closer. At some point, he was so close that he could catch Kell if he ran at his top speed for 3 seconds.

Kell attacked with his arrows once again, but Ning just twisted his head and dodged it.

Kell then created small metal balls and dropped them on the ground. They were supposed to work like a ball bearing and trip Ning when he stepped on it. He expected that Ning couldn't focus on so many objects at once as even Enchanters had a limit on how many objects they could enchant at once.

However, it didn't have the desired effect on Ning. Ning's mental strength was ridiculously strong. Besides, Telekinesis didn't work like normal Enchanting.

He floated all the metal balls and caught them in his hands. He then took one of them and flicked it with his finger. It flew so fast that it was close to being a gunshot.

Ning's aim however was pretty bad and he missed. That was still enough to scare Kell. Kell created a metal shield and turned around to block the attack.

Ning sent another metal ball flying toward Kell and sent Kell stumbling backward.

Suddenly, Kell tripped over something and fell down. When he looked at what it was, he shuddered. It was the corpse of his dead father that he had killed. Now that corpse was going to be the death of him.

"P-Please spare me! I can give you all the money I made," Kell said with a quivering voice.

"I don't want money. I want answers and then I want vengeance" Ning said.

"I-I will answer. I will answer everything you want. Just don—"

SWING SWING

Two arrows went through Kell's head and he fell to the floor, dead.

"What the... " Ning was surprised once more.

From around the corner, the second brother appeared with a bloody arrow in his hand. When he got to the dead body of his brother, he kicked him away from his father and walked up to it again.

He flipped it to have the chest upright and stabbed him right through the heart with the arrow.

"DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE!" he shouted. Kell was already dead, but Zand wasn't satisfied. Ning watched from the side as the younger brother stabbed his elder brother in the chest over 20 times.

By the end of it, Kell's body was practically unrecognizable. When he was done, he dropped the arrow and walked over to his father's body.

He picked it up and embraced it in his arms. Then, he cried.

The house was silent and his cries were the only sound that ran around the house. He cried at the tragedy he had just witnessed. He cried for seeing his own father die in front of him. He cried for having to kill his own brother.

He cried and let go of all the tears he had accumulated for the past 3 years.

He forgot about everything but the pain and tragedy and just cried.