Awakened: Evolving to Godhood

Oliver's words reached Arthur, Finley, Jay, Julian, Tia, Sean, and Harvey; however, they weren't willing to give up their spatial storage devices as it not only contained the things they salvaged from this forest but also the things they needed to survive in this place!

"We cherish our lives, and that's why we don't want to give up what's ours!" Although Julian was scared of Elliot, she remained unhinged and pressed forward with her decision of not wanting to give up her treasures to save her life.

"Guys, my cousin is right! Let's stick together with each other!" Tia added, looking at her teammates with bright blue eyes, ones as clear as the ocean.

"Yeah, I think so too." One of the twins, Finley said before taking a few steps to stand beside the two women.

Then, Finley eyed Harvey, signaling him to come over!

Harvey nodded and walked towards his twin, ready to face the same upcoming destiny as him.

Sean, the older brother of Harvey and Finley, said in a voice tinged with anger.

He glanced over his shoulder at Elliot, anxiously thinking about what he may do to them, then shrugged, inclined his head to glance at his brother, and said, "Would he break all of our legs if we refuse to give him our treasures?"

"I don't think so!" Harvey's twin brother finished his words.

"Ugh," Sear roared to express his agitation. He had no choice but to take a stand beside them. He was their eldest and carried the important duty of protecting his younger brothers, after all. Whatever mess they involve themselves in, he must be there to help them out.

"Brother, are you coming or not?!" Finley asked, a smile hanging on the corner of his lips.

"Fine, count me in too." He said through gritted teeth and walked up to them.

"Arthur and Oliver, how about you guys man up and stand against him?" Julian said, her arms crossed in front of her chest as she looked at the most handsome ones of their team.

"What's your decision," Arthur asked Oliver.

Oliver lowered his head, saying in a low but clear voice, "Desperate times call for desperate needs."

The others found it hard to understand why he was so intent on doing as Elliot had said. It's because they failed to comprehend the severity of the situation, not knowing about the madness surging under Elliot's calm facade and also failing to believe that he was going to cripple or kill them.

However, Oliver wasn't the same as them.

He knew that Elliot wasn't sane. In better words, he was the embodiment of magicians, a person that defines them the best. Cold, ruthless, cunning, but as calm as a sea!

Oliver was certain that Elliot would do as he had said!

Thus, he decided to lower his back as well as his head and submit to his will right away.

He stepped towards him, but he had only taken three steps before Arthur's heroic voice came from behind him. "Oliver, you've been leading us ever since we came to this godforsaken place. Please don't betray us now."

Oliver stopped in his tracks once again, standing just a few steps away from Elliot and Lucy, not knowing whether to move forward or backward, unable to decide as the former would mean saving his life but betraying his teammates and the latter would mean standing beside them but facing Elliot.

"Three minutes. After that, I will make a move myself." Elliot said as he sat down next to Lucy, even going as far as closing his eyes and enjoying the refreshing nightly breeze that brushed against his cheeks ever so often.

"Master, I never knew that you were so generous." The horrifying nightmare said.

Elliot adorned his face with the perfect attire before saying, "I am a gentleman; being generous is one of my traits."

"But I think your generosity will end up being wasted on these ungrateful brats." It eyed the fools huddled together while saying those words.

"We'll see how it goes soon."

Then, Elliot hummed, an amused expression on his face, one that showcased his thoughts, one that told them that he was looking forward to what they would do!

Would they run away or not?

If not, then are they going to give up their treasures, or are they going to remain adamant?

The ones standing around Elliot and his slave were shocked to the point that they looked towards him with their mouth agape in bewilderment.

How can he act so casually in front of the people he just threatened? Is it that he doesn't believe that we would sneak attack him, or is it that he is so strong that he doesn't need to worry about even dodging our attacks? Is he truly not afraid that we would make a run for it? Does he believe that catching us is going to be as easy as taking a walk in the park? We're also magicians, not some run-of-the-mill pieces of trash! Since he dared to lower his guard in front of us, then didn't blame us for taking advantage of this situation!

"Guys, should we sneak away?" Finley asked in a low voice so that only the ones around him would be able to hear what he said.

"No." Julian shook her head, "That's not a good idea."

Finley and Harvey gave her the same look, ones that asked her why.

"He can fly and very fast at that," Julian said in a barely audible sound.

"If we were to run away, he will locate and catch up to us in no time," Tia whispered.

"It would be better to gather our strength and wait for what he does," Oliver's voice sounded in their ears, causing their eyes to brighten.

Arthur looked towards Oliver solemnly, happy with his choice.

"If he attacks us, we might just be able to put a fight against him."

The eight people decided to keep their offensive consumable at hand's reach so that they would be able to bombard Elliot if necessary.

They didn't know, though, that the one they wanted to oppose as well as his slave had heard them, every single one of their whispers.

"Master, should we get rid of these weaklings?" The Horrifying Nightmare offered with an evil smile on its face.

"Nope," Elliot said, a look of laziness on his face, one with closed eyes and a sleepy expression.

Although a bit disappointed, his slave nodded its head and stayed by his side.

Waves of wind came and went away, brushing against their mortal flesh ever so often, as the clouds far above their heads rolled in the sky like waves in an ocean. Elliot enjoyed the sight, lost in deep thoughts, a happy smile on his face.

'I am a traveler, no less than any man.

'A King or an Emperor, both can at most be my equal.

'They live in their lavish palaces while I sleep with the entire sky as my blanket and the entire land as my bed.

'What am I if not less than the best of the best?

'I'm a traveler, one greater than the others.

'The sights I enjoy can only be enjoyed by other accomplished travelers.'

Elliot made up these thoughts in his mind randomly, getting inspired by nature, not only making up barely rhyming sentences but also getting inspired enough to create a new offensive move!

"Alright! Three minutes are up!" Elliot suddenly said after snapping out of his thoughts.

Nervousness flushed over them, and some of them flinched subconsciously.

He sat up and inclined his head towards them, glancing at them with narrowed eyes, "Tell me, what have you decided to do?"

The spot he was sitting in looked exceptionally dark, one enough to blind anyone looking in his direction, causing the eight people to believe that they weren't looking at a human but a devil!

Julian and the ones beside her looked at Oliver, telling him to perform his duty as their leader. Arthur put his hand on his shoulder, raising his spirit, giving him the guts he needed to say the following words to Elliot.

"We politely refuse," Oliver said, gulping nervously as he wondered what Elliot would do next.

A frown line appeared between his eyebrows as his slave said, "See! It's as I said. They failed to understand your generosity, master!"

"Silence," Elliot said, his voice rolling out in the form of golden energy like the clouds in the sky, instantly slamming his slave to the ground along with the trees, Oliver, Julian, and the others. With a single word, he harmed everyone and everything except for himself and Lucy Love.

Too powerful, he was too fucking powerful!

Oliver, Julian, and the others who were kissing the dirt couldn't even raise their heads to face him or utter a single word to beg for mercy! They felt as if a mountain was pressing on their flesh, stopping them from even flinching! Now, it was too late! They couldn't even beg for mercy as they were finding it hard to even utter a word!

"You guys made the wrong choice." Elliot's expression hardened, turning as cold as a thousand years old glacier.

His words filled with hollowness sounded no less than a devil's whisper in their ears, one that made them feel scared to the fibers of their beings.

"Who should I kill first?" Elliot uttered words of demise while looking at them.

Not hurt!

Not cripple!

But he was going straight for the kill!

And he wasn't just saying those words to confuse and scare them!

They were sure of it because they saw a large amount of energy condensing into the center of his palm, taking the shape of a bullet that carried enough explosive force to blast apart their bodies.

"Boohoo!" Julian and the weak-hearted twins started crying out while Tia was so shocked that she didn't even budge!

However, a nauseating stench rose from her spot carried outwards by the wind, and Elliot saw that she had pissed herself.

"Am I so scary?" Elliot felt a bit taken aback.

He was sure that he looked handsome, although not as good as thousands of others, but still good enough to not make a woman pee her pants!

He was just talking about killing them, nothing too scary.

"Since you guys aren't able to decide, I will pick one by myself."

Elliot proceeded to sing the most famous children's rhyme used for choosing a person while moving the ball of condensed energy, facing them, back and forth. Their eyes followed the ball, and they desperately wished for it to not stop on them.

A few moments later, Elliot finished reciting the rhyme.

"Looks like you will be the first one to go, lady."

"No!" Julian internally exclaimed, terror, encompassing her entire complexion.

"Say your prayers."

No! Tears started to stream down her cheeks as her blood pressure tripled and her mentality started to crack apart.

She didn't want to die!

Heck, she was desperate to remain alive.

But would her thoughts get to a bastard like Elliot?

A big fat no!

"Goodnight!" In front of the eyes of Oliver and his teammates, Elliot released the ball of condensed essence of life towards Julian.

Julian found her entire vision blinded by the bright gold emitting out of the ball of energy that would reap her life, but she couldn't do anything except wait for her death.

Every moment felt like thousand years of torture to her, and the terror in her flesh accumulated so much that she pissed her pants just like her cousin!

The energy ball left behind a trail of golden rays as it reached near her, and then it exploded, releasing a resounding echo that spread far and wide, giving pangs in the heart of the livings.