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The humans will join forces with the Aphimum Demons to defeat the Hask spirits. The prophecy... Jeshen,the selfish and greedy seer tries to sway the motion of the prophecy. But will she succeed? Read the book to find out..

Chapter 1 Deriek

My life has been smooth sailing right from birth. With an emperor as a father and a heiress of a family heirloom as a mother. Coupled with this, I was born with a unique Constitution; I had a mysterious strength. Ouch...pardon my manners, my name is Deriek, second to none in battle,with a dashing and an alluring appearance. Due to these advantages, I had a haughty character. I interacted with only people who are strong in mortal battle. I had a never ending queue of girls who threw them selves at me. So, you could call me a combat master, enchanting prince,and a big pervert.

Using and dumping girls was my hobby. Of course, no one dared to utter a word. Infact my favorite hobby was beheading fools, especially my father's subordinates. Even my dad had to speak cautiously when talking to me.

I'm Lianne. An orphan with no motive but exacting vengeance for the murder of her parents. Born with an un aging Constitution,I could live for thousands of years or so. Years back, my family was brutally wiped off the face of the Earth. Thinking about it alone makes me emit a destructive killing intent. That fateful day, my family had set out on an hunting expedition for white furred beasts. These beats we're extremely useful in concocting medicinal herbal drugs. But unfortunately,they were killed by the Aphimum Demons. It was due to my extraordinary strength that I was able to escape. Even at that I sustained some injuries. The Aphimum Demons were very powerful, but I won't be able to face my parents in the land beyond if I can't exact vengeance for them. Just then I felt someone's presence.

I glanced around the dense forest then I chuckled. I took out my saber and casually flipped it toward a tree with lush leaves. Then a figure emerged clapping. "You've grown strong Lianne" he said with a tinge of admiration. "Blair", I replied with a surprised look. 'What was he doing here?' I thought. " You may be wondering why I'm here right?" He said reading my thoughts. "Oh yeah", I said gazing at him with clear eyes. "Well, I have some piece of bad news. The Aphimum Demons intends to barge into the human world soon.They intend snatching our emerald essence of life" he said in a sad tone. "The emerald essence of life? I thought that it is housed in the emperor's pavilion?" I asked in horror. " Yes...We have to alert the emperor. He does not know about the existence of the Aphimum Demons, but we do" he said with gritted teeth. I was surprised with the way things turned out.

Blair was one of the humans who possessed the Constitution of combat. Born with the ability to read thoughts, he was a skilled combat master too. But the two of us combined cannot match the strengths of those monstrous Aphimum Demons. " How in heaven's name are we going to tell the emperor with that arrogant and boastful son of his lurking around?" I asked rolling my eyes. "Common Lianne, let's give it a try first. This involves the life of mankind, there is no time to waste" he coerced me. " Alright,let's set off" I said. I whitsled slightly and two brown horses galloped towards us. We hopped on them and galloped towards the emperor's pavilion...

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