Game World's Awakening-Chapter 207: Impaled

Unedited chapter. It will be edited soon.

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The assembled royal guard came from the capital and from those stationed here in the kingdom. It is assumed that they had come with other intentions, given the number of betrayals and other events that were discovered in this place and were being made public.

They did not come with the intention of killing a figure like this, but...

They knew about Prince Christian's mission.

To exterminate the Clarks.

Perhaps because of their many betrayals, because of their mysterious blood that could give birth to powerful figures every generation, or for other reasons, but the royal family had entrusted the prince with the least support in the kingdom with a mission, so that he could even realistically compete for the kingdom.

It was an important mission, not only for the royal family, but also for the one who could be the future king.

That is why the royal guards, although initially hesitant, once they understood all this, could only think of one thing: if we help him get rid of his enemies, when he becomes king, we could reach the top.

Therefore, the spears and swords of these men clanged on the ground at that moment. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"At your command, Prince!" they shouted.

Then they closed in on Elliot with perfect movements, seeking to be the first to strike.

Elliot suddenly found himself facing numerous weapons seeking to kill him. All members of the Royal Guard, the symbol of the empire. Powerful Awakened ones with high-level weapons aimed at his neck, his heart...

He was surrounded... but not desperate.

He was filled with an inner rage, and the hatred of seeing his girlfriend die in front of him overwhelmed him. "DAMN YOU, I'LL KILL YOU ALL!" he roared.

He flaunted his skill, flaunted his strength, and flaunted his abilities, moving among them with his summons and killing several of them.

But there were too many of them.

He didn't have eyes in the back of his head, so his back was soon pierced and his mind filled with despair. His body trembled, he turned around and struck the soldier behind him, but due to his dizzy mind he couldn't hit him accurately.

He didn't kill him, he just pushed him away.

And this served him another stab in the side.

"ELLIOT!" Andrew, after recovering a little, jumped towards the soldiers and swung his hammer desperately at them when he saw his friend being stabbed over and over again.

He wasn't going to allow it!

But...

If Elliot, who for unknown reasons had his power increased, couldn't do it, neither could he.

His hammer was blocked. The attack, which had been canceled by Rich many times before, now barely had the power of a low-level master. It was no match for dozens of trained royal guards.

Not only was his weapon blocked, but his body was also met with the spears of several soldiers. Although he dodged a fatal blow, blood still reached his mouth and he vomited.

'Shit.' He desperately watched what appeared to be the end of one of the brightest stars the future could have.

The same thing happened to people in the dark.

Many watched this death indifferently.

It was the norm. It was what was going to happen.

A summoner couldn't live freely out there, let alone one as talented as this one. He had to die or become a slave.

Everyone understood that. Even Elliot himself.

But should he really accept it?

No, it's not that he should accept it.

There were simply no alternatives.

Soon, one of the soldiers moved his hand to finally destroy his heart. It was time to die.

And since he was going to deliver the final blow, wouldn't he get the best part? He could obtain a good amount of attribute energy...

He smiled coldly and accelerated his attack.

But his smile faded, along with his existence, when his body was split in half by an oppressive force.

Suddenly, all the soldiers were struck at the same time, their bodies hitting the walls of nearby buildings, some of which were in ruins.

Elliot then fell to the ground, but someone came to his aid.

"Geniuses are often destined to die horrible deaths, little one. But you'll be fine." It was a soft, slightly cold voice, but strangely loving.

Elliot felt exhausted. That strange state had passed, and he didn't even have the strength to keep his invocations out. Still, he opened his eyes with difficulty.

"Master Anna..." he whispered.

Anna smiled at him. "Don't worry, everything will be fine." She patted him on the back when she saw that a feeling of sadness had hit him.

The royal guards couldn't get up right away, and Chris tensed up the moment he saw this woman.

But just then, someone appeared in front of him to protect him. He wasn't surprised when he saw the mess, but he did frown when he saw her.

"Anna Hathaway," he said. "What the hell are you doing in our territory?" He clenched his hands and summoned the strength from his feet to crack the ground as he tried to attack Elliot.

Anna moved her hand forward and stopped the attack from a distance, simply smiling.

"Since you came to save your prince, old minister, why shouldn't I come to save mine? I believe that, as Prime Minister of the Runic Kingdom, it is my duty to do so," she replied.

"Hmph." He attacked her again. "This is my territory, Anna Hathaway!"

But once again, the attack was ineffective.

"Since you betrayed us, a part of our territory remained here, old minister. So stop throwing tantrums," she said.

Under her intense gaze, she grabbed Elliot, Andrew, Jenna, and also several items that were scattered around the dead (loot) and left.

"Minister..." Christian was about to say something, but the man in front of him shook his head.

"Don't expect me to mess with that crazy woman, Prince. She won't kill you because I'm here, but if I get into a fight with her, she surely will," he replied. He was the nation's Minister of Awakened Ones.

Christian frowned and looked at his hand. "I'll have to spend a lot to recover, and I didn't manage to kill that bastard."

He was furious.

But he had to keep quiet and resign himself to it. He looked at Rich's body but ignored it. The body of a criminal, even if he had been supporting him for a long time, had no value.

After that, he had to go with the minister to be treated.

Things in the City were going to get ugly.

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