RISE OF EROS-Chapter 682 - 681

Despite the large amount of wine Andrew drank, he did not even falter, for a god candidate with four divine seals released makes him a high-level major expert.

He is a powerhouse anywhere on the continent. It is true that, in this day and age, Andrew’s enemies and allies are already all demigods, but the power of experts cannot be underestimated.

Against beings as powerful as demigods, an expert of this level may be weak, perhaps the comparison would be similar to that of a baby and an adult, but his strength cannot be underestimated.

The point is that an amount of wine like this did not affect him. Although it was an expensive wine with high value and alcohol content, it was nothing to a person of Andrew’s level. This is not to mention that he is a god candidate, which makes this alcohol even more ineffective, but still, everyone was surprised by his actions.

Andrew continued to drink directly from the bottle until he finished it. Despite everyone’s surprise, no one said anything, as they were unaware of the situation. Many thought Andrew was angry that his property was destroyed and others simply thought he felt bad because he had to flee.

The reality was that both situations were wrong. Andrew had lost a temple and for him, it was the same as losing a loved one, so he was really just sad. It seems illogical to be sad about a building, but what they don’t understand is that a temple is not just a building. The temple of a god or god candidate is like his house, sanctuary, home.

His divinity covers him, his soul is attached to the temple, so the destruction is painful. Meanwhile, in Cannes, the man dressed in green was smiling at having managed to destroy the place.

Unfortunately, his joy did not last long, as he could notice that there was not a single body under the rubble. His powerful attacks could indeed decimate the establishment’s bodies, but there would still be traces.

Blood or human remains of any kind should be visible, but other than the building’s materials, there was nothing. This confused the man dressed in green.

He, like the other leaders of Purgatory and the powerful demigods of the continent, thought that a temple of a god or demigod had many supernatural qualities, but he couldn’t imagine that teleportation was one of them.

The first thing that came to his mind was that there was still a barrier protecting Andrew and the others, but he couldn’t see it, so that confused him even more. Finding no explanation, the man dressed in green began to get upset.

In his anger, he launched another attack. It was much more powerful than the previous ones, or at least that’s how he felt, but it didn’t achieve anything. It certainly created a large crater and destroyed more nearby buildings, but nothing else happened.

"Where the hell are they?" the man in the green cloak asked himself annoyed, but without finding answers, he returned to where the battle between his companions and Zaros was taking place with Lugia.

The other two leaders of Purgatory saw the return of the green-cloaked man and were glad, for that meant that he had completed the mission. On the other hand, Zaros, Lugia, and Lucian felt the opposite, for they came to the same conclusion.

At that moment, they no longer had to control themselves. Anger invaded them and they were about to launch themselves with all their power to eliminate the enemies they could even if it cost them their lives, but they were stopped.

When they were about to launch themselves in full force, a group of dragons appeared in front of them. The one leading them was none other than one of the dragon kings, so they were a powerful force.

"Don’t be hasty," said the dragon king sternly, causing Zaros, Lugia, and Lucian to stop their madness. The dragon king spoke again now that he had seen that they had calmed down, "They are fine."

Although they did not understand how the dragon could assure that, they did not doubt his words. Lugia knew the dragon king and his abilities, so he calmed down. Zaros and Lucian did not know this dragon, but seeing Lugia have confidence in him, they decided to believe him.

For their part, the joy of the leaders of Purgatory had vanished with the words of the leader dressed in green. They were even furious upon hearing what had happened.

Unfortunately, they did not have time to get upset and look for answers, because the appearance of the dragons put them at a disadvantage, so they ordered their subordinates to make a suicide attack while they fled.

The leaders of Purgatory knew that they had failed, so there was no reason to stay in place, since if they did, only death awaited them. The dragon king was a little stronger than them and if the other demigods who accompanied him were added, it was seeking death.

True to their fanaticism, the demigods empowered by the blood of the fallen god did as their leaders had asked. They raised their powers to the maximum and charged at Zaros and the others.

This content is taken from freeweɓnovel.cѳm.

If they attacked as they were doing, they would not even be a distraction now that the dragons had arrived, so they sought to self-destruct. In short, it was the same strategy that the liquid spirit adopted in Galicia to defeat the abyssal that had appeared there.

Zaros and the others quickly noticed their intentions and immediately acted. They would not allow them to self-destruct, so they moved at high speed and killed them before they could immolate themselves.

Although they managed to stop them, their focus was on them, so they could not stop the leaders of Purgatory when they fled. Although they had won the battle, it was definitely not a victory to be celebrated.

At least not in the eyes of Zaros and Lucian. The city was largely destroyed, many of the inhabitants dead, and although the dragon king had claimed that Andrew and the others were fine, they did not know the details, so uncertainty remained.

The two vampires’ gazes were watery, for as superior as they were, it still pained them to see the state of the city they had founded, developed, and called home. Continue your journey at novelbuddy

Vampires are called cold-hearted demons, but that is not true. They are like any other race, with feelings, and seeing what they had built and protected for centuries destroyed broke their hearts.

The dragons did not say anything upon seeing the state of Zaros and Lucian. They are no different and understand their feelings. The dragon king approached them and said, "I am sorry for your losses."

Although they seemed like simple words, they were sincere and Zaros noticed it clearly. This made him regain his composure and he looked at the dragon asking, "Thank you. I do not believe I know the elder, how should I address you?"

"There is no need for formalities. "You may call me Biacko," the dragon king said. Zaros bowed slightly out of respect and said, "A pleasure to meet you Major Biacko, I am Zaros, this is my friend Lucian."

"Such introductions are unnecessary. There is no one among the dragons who does not know you. Your efforts in protecting young Andrew are commendable," Biacko said sincerely, which saddened Zaros a little, though he did not show it outwardly."