Free Web NovelChapter 204: Dimensional Eye (2)
"Stay out of this!" Al roared.
His body trembled violently.
The energy inside him felt like it was about to erupt. freёweɓnovel.com
And then—
BOOOOOOOM!!!
A violent explosion of golden and pitch-black energy fused together, bursting outward in every direction.
It blasted through the barrier and shot straight into the sky... tearing through the clouds and piercing the heavens.
The ground shook.
A crushing pressure radiated from Al’s body, flinging everything around him away.
Tents were blown off.
The forest quaked.
The sky—
It looked like it was cracking open, as if a void—like a black hole—was leaking through.
As if reality itself had been shaken.
Nuzakha’s eyes widened as he struggled to withstand the overwhelming wave of energy.
"...Did it fail? Or did this bring... calamity?"
Not long after, the energy wave subsided.
The tribe members let out relieved breaths, slowly moving toward the source of the explosion—only to find the area still shrouded in thick smoke.
No one knew if things around Al were safe now.
But one thing was certain—
Another danger had already arrived.
Several tribe members glanced toward the forest.
And from the distance—
A sound.
Thousands.
No—
Hundreds of thousands.
Beasts.
And wild djinn.
Closing in.
No... they were already here. Surrounding the entire settlement.
Drawn by that terrifying surge of energy.
They knew—
This wasn’t ordinary.
This wasn’t normal energy.
This was something ancient. Something long thought to have vanished from the world.
And now that it had appeared in this forbidden forest...
Of course they would fight for it.
Whoever claimed that power would rise to greatness.
Panic spread across Nuzakha’s tribe.
"We’re surrounded!"
"This is the end—!"
Nuzakha felt it too.
He wanted to check on Al immediately—but the danger outside was far more urgent.
Reluctantly, he leaped to the front lines of his people.
And when he arrived—
The sight before him made his heart sink.
Hundreds of thousands of monstrous beings, in all shapes and forms, stood ready to devour them.
"...Damn it," he muttered.
Panic spread like wildfire.
"Lord Nuzakha! What do we do?!"
"There are too many—we can’t escape! Leader, what now?!"
"Damn it... if only the barrier hadn’t been destroyed!"
Some of the tribe members even pushed toward him unconsciously, pressing him for answers.
Their gazes were mixed—
Fear.
Despair.
And just a hint of blame.
Nuzakha clenched his teeth.
This... happened too fast...
His eyes flickered briefly toward the center of the explosion—toward where Al was, still hidden behind the thick smoke.
This was supposed to be the beginning...
A small hope—just to witness the possibility of a human destined to merge with the Dimensional Eye.
He had believed Al might be that person.
But instead—
Disaster.
And now...
"We’re going to be wiped out..." someone whispered, voice trembling.
There were barely three hundred of them.
And only around a hundred could fight—
And even then...
They were average at best.
Against hundreds of thousands of beasts and wild djinn?
Impossible.
Nuzakha closed his eyes for a moment.
Was I... too reckless?
But the heavy footsteps, the cracking bones, and the terrifying growls ahead dragged him back to reality.
The horde began to move.
Slowly.
Casually.
As if savoring their fear.
From within the crowd, several figures stepped forward—towering djinn with massive frames, gray skin cracked like ancient stone, their dimly glowing eyes filled with mockery.
One of them grinned.
"Hmm... look what we’ve found here..."
His gaze swept over Nuzakha from head to toe.
"Tall body... pointed ears. Hmm... an elf, huh?"
"If I’m not mistaken, they’re from the southeastern lineage, right?"
"Wasn’t their race supposed to be extinct?"
Whispers spread among the creatures.
A larger djinn—seemingly a group leader—smirked.
"So there are still survivors. Interesting..."
"But that’s not what matters right now. What’s more interesting... is that they’re hiding something. Hahaha."
One of the wild djinn stepped forward.
"Ancient energy... something we thought had long disappeared from this world," he said calmly.
His eyes locked onto Nuzakha.
"While I’m still in a good mood—hand over the artifact. Or whatever is carrying that energy."
"If you obey... we might grant you a painless death."
"And... we’ll kindly take the girls here as our slaves. Hahaha."
Loud laughter erupted from the horde.
Hearing that, the tribe could only grit their teeth.
No one answered.
Only the sound of heavy breathing filled the air.
After waiting for a response that never came, the wild djinn sighed and smiled faintly.
"So you’ve chosen the hard way. Hmph... fine."
"In that case... we’ll just take it ourselves."
And in an instant—
BRAK!
One of the beasts lunged forward, smashing into the ground before charging straight at the tribe’s front line.
"Hold your ground!!" Nuzakha shouted.
And the battle began.
But it wasn’t a battle.
It was a slaughter.
No—worse.
The wild djinn and beasts were playing with them.
Toying with them.
Giant beasts charged wildly, yet every strike was controlled—not meant to kill immediately, but to inflict suffering.
A tribe warrior thrust his spear forward, supported by water magic—
CLANG!
WOSHH!
SPLASH!
The beast didn’t even flinch.
They were far too weak.
With casual ease, it grabbed several men by their heads and tossed them aside like dolls.
"HAHAHAHA!"
Laughter echoed from the wild djinn ranks.
"They’re so weak!"
"This isn’t even entertaining!"
"Come on—struggle a little more!"
Among all those fighting, only Nuzakha and a few elders could barely keep up with some of the beasts.
But it wasn’t just a difference in quality—
The difference in numbers was overwhelming.
A female elf tried to shield a child behind her—
SWOOSH!
A blast of wind from a djinn swept them both away, sending their bodies tumbling across the ground.
Nuzakha leaped forward, slashing a djinn with a blade of water—
But—
CRACK!
The attack was stopped with just two fingers.
The djinn looked at him and grinned.
"Oh? Not bad..."
"For a species on the brink of extinction."
BOOM!
Nuzakha was sent flying, crashing hard into the ground.
"Leader!!"
Even as he forced himself back up, he understood—
They were being played with.
Like prey before the feast.
He could only hope—
For a miracle.
His eyes drifted unconsciously toward the smoke where Al was.
"...Sorry, kid," he muttered softly.
"Instead of helping you... I made everything worse."
"That thing was dangerous from the start... something that would bring calamity upon us."
"I thought... you’d be the one to bring a miracle."
"Looks like I was wrong."
"This... is my fault."
—
Time passed like an endless hell.
Screams.
Crying.
Blood.
And laughter.
One of the larger djinn received a report—the artifact still hadn’t been found. And the tribe refused to talk.
"Tch. They’re annoyingly resilient. I’m getting bored..."
He slowly raised his hand.
"End it."
In an instant, their aura shifted—
Into pure killing intent.
The tribe froze.
"...This is the end..." someone whispered.
There was nothing left they could do.
No hope remained.
A black panther-like beast suddenly shot forward—
Straight toward a small child who had tripped and fallen.
Tears filled the boy’s eyes. His body trembled uncontrollably.
"I... Mom..."
The creature was already in front of him, raising its claw.
The mother and several tribe members rushed forward to intercept—
But it was too late.
The child trembled.
His body locked.
His breath caught in his throat.
And all he could do...
Was close his eyes.
SLASH!!
A thin line of light—almost invisible—cut through the air.
Silence.
As if the world... had forgotten how to make a sound.
Then—
THUD.
Something fell.
Slowly, the boy opened his eyes.
Right in front of him—
The massive tiger’s body split cleanly in two.
Black blood sprayed into the air, forming a crimson arc against the gray sky.
Its giant claw dropped—
BRAK!
Stopping... just inches from the boy’s face.
His eyes widened.
His entire body froze.
Not just him.
The djinn.
The beasts.
The entire battlefield went still.
Every gaze shifted in unison—
Toward one direction.
Toward the source of that slash.
Toward the thick smoke.
Where a silhouette stood, hidden within it.
Nuzakha stiffened.
His eyes widened, breath caught in his throat.
"...Al?" he whispered.
A wind blew.
Soft.
Cold.
Carrying away the mist and smoke, slowly revealing what lay within.
And from inside—
A calm, almost lazy voice echoed out.
As if all of this... was nothing but a trivial matter.
"Sorry... took me a while to stabilize this energy."
Silence.
"I almost failed... to repay my debt to you all."
No footsteps were heard.
Yet his presence pressed down—
Crushing the very space around him.
"A... Al..." Nuzakha’s voice trembled.
"Relax, Nuzakha... all of you," Al said, his voice now clearer.
"That experiment you believed in—what you’ve been hoping for all this time... the glory you dreamed of..."
A brief pause.
"...it’s real."
Everyone focused their gaze on him.
"My body is compatible with it."
"And because of that... I’ll give you that glory."
JUMP!
A small burst from the ground—
And Al appeared.
Breaking out of the smoke.
Floating in the air.
The sky became his backdrop.
Light from above shone down on him, forming a dark silhouette.
His figure couldn’t be seen clearly—
And yet, that only made him feel... divine.
"These eyes... will help me get out of this annoying dimension."
Everyone looked up at him.
As if witnessing a being from the heavens.
Something that shouldn’t exist in this world.
Then—
His eyes opened.
Two blood-red lights ignited.
Deep.
Cold.
Inhuman.
A presence that felt like both heaven... and hell.
The wild djinn and beasts looked puzzled at first—but soon, their expressions hardened.
"So there was another one hiding after all," one of the djinn said, tension in his voice.
"Pity... he had to show himself," another sneered. "But it seems... he’s the one holding that energy source."
"In that case—"
A massive djinn stepped forward.
Dark aura exploded from his body.
"Kill him. Take that ancient energy!"
In an instant—
The sky was swallowed by shadows.
Tens of thousands.
Hundreds of thousands.
Beasts and djinn surged toward Al.
Like a black tidal wave devouring the sky.
Below—
Nuzakha and the tribe watched, filled with hope... and fear.
Over a hundred thousand.
Could Al handle that?
Was it even... possible?
Al only smirked.
Calm.
As if all of this was nothing but a joke.
He raised his hand.
Slowly.
A far more terrifying aura burst from his body. Black-crimson energy flared around him, concentrating toward his head.
"Series Skill..."
His voice was cold.
Deadly.
"Shevenz—"
Silence. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
In less than a second—
Something changed.
Every creature flying toward him stopped.
Those mid-leap dropped beneath him—
Frozen.
Their bodies locked in place.
All of them stared at Al.
With strange expressions.
Not fear.
Not anger.
But—
Joy.
And then—
"...6th Devilz."
Al’s aura pulsed.
The energy around him sank back into his body.
Everyone stared—
Confused.
Because nothing seemed to happen.
No attacks.
No slashes.
No movement.
No explosions.
No blinding light.
No deafening sound.
Al simply stood there.
And yet—
BLAST.
BLAST.
BLAST.
One by one—
Hundreds of thousands of creatures...
Collapsed.
Dead.
No wounds.
No visible destruction.
No blood spilling.
Instead—
Their cores.
The source of their life—
Destroyed from within.
Burned.
Exploded.
And strangely—
No one screamed.
No one writhed in pain.
Only wide smiles.
Relief.
As if dying for Al... was an honor.
THUD.
THUD.
THUD.
Bodies fell from the sky.
From the trees.
One after another.
Like a rain of corpses.
Those on the ground collapsed.
And then—
Total silence.
No sound.
No movement.
No life.
Only—
Al.
Floating in the sky.
With glowing red eyes.
Above a world...
He had just emptied.
—
Al landed casually in front of Nuzakha and the tribe.
"...Huftt... success."
They stood frozen.
No one could speak.
Less than a minute.
Hundreds of thousands—
Dead.
From within their bodies, black flames flickered, slowly burning them away until nothing remained.
Gone without a trace.
Nuzakha swallowed.
"...What just happened? Was that... your doing?"
Al let out a small yawn.
"What do you mean? You know I have a series skill, right? Hehe."
"Of course. B-but... how did you do it? Weren’t you still unable to fully control it?"
Al shrugged, slightly confused himself.
Before this, when he activated his series skill—especially the sixth—he could barely use it on more than one opponent.
Even then, his accuracy wasn’t perfect. Sometimes he failed to burn the core.
But now?
"My vision became... clear," he said.
He pointed at his still-glowing red eyes.
"Just like you said—these eyes let me see everything. Their essence. Their power. Even their anatomy. Their cores... look like glowing lamps."
"And more than that, I can see in 360 degrees. Every object. Even those far away."
"It pairs perfectly with my series skill. Even if there were more of them... I think I could still maximize it. The rest just depends on my magical energy."
He smirked.
"This is seriously amazing. Haha."
Silence.
"...Insane," someone muttered.
"Al... you’re incredible. I didn’t know you were this strong now."
"Yeah, Al... we were almost wiped out. And you killed them that easily. Haha..."
Cheers and praise erupted.
Nuzakha looked genuinely proud, while Al just accepted it with a helpless expression.
The little boy clung tightly to Al’s leg, unable to stop smiling.
But then—
Suddenly—
Al’s body swayed.
"Eh—"
He nearly collapsed, but Nuzakha quickly caught him.
"...Looks like my body still needs time to adapt. Let me slack off for a bit..." Al muttered before losing consciousness.
Nuzakha sighed softly and let it be.
He glanced at the boy—
Then smiled faintly.
"Go ahead and be lazy, kid. Because after this... your destiny will only get heavier."
He hoisted Al onto his shoulder.
Looking at the devastation around them.
Thankfully, the wild djinn and beasts had only been toying with them. Though some had died, the number didn’t exceed ten.
Most, however, were severely injured.
He exhaled.
This calamity had been avoided.
But it might only be the beginning.
That energy explosion wouldn’t have attracted just those creatures.
The next wave could already be on its way.
Stronger.
More terrifying.
"Gather whatever we can carry. We’re leaving," he said firmly.
"As fast as possible."
The tribe moved immediately.
Nuzakha glanced back at Al.
"I wasn’t wrong. That destiny really is in your hands, kid. And I hope... this will be our final wandering."
"After centuries of suffering... bring us that glory."
The tribe’s spirits rose.
With one shared belief—
The bringer of glory...
Had arrived.
---
Not long after—
They overcame every obstacle in their escape and found a new, safer place.
The Dimensional Eye was now in Al’s possession.
Which meant the threat against them had lessened.
And that meant—
It was time for Al to find his own path.
His way home.
Al looked at them—
Beings who weren’t even human...
Yet had given him warmth during the years he was trapped in that dimension.
He glanced at Nuzakha with his usual lazy eyes—
But there was a trace of emotion beneath it.
Without wasting words—
He began his journey.
With firm resolve—
To find his way home.
And one day—
Return to bring them glory.
---
Back to the present.
Al glanced at Sebastian beside him and gave a lazy smile.
His past may have been dark—
But his present was something he had to live through...
To reach that future.
He touched the side of his eye again.
With these eyes... I’ll make it real.
I’ll make all of our dreams come true.
The car drove on—
Cutting through the city’s evening traffic.
