The Bored Immortal

"I told you I am a spirit, and don't ask me why I don't have a face. I am sure you have no idea about what is happening, right?" The girl asked with crossed arms.

"I don't know...this all feels weird to me. Just…tell me what this place is and why I am I seeing something that happened in the past? What happened to the real world? Where are Brad and the others?" Viktor was feeling restless since this place was making him feel unsettled and uneasy.

The smell of death and destruction was pervading throughout the place, and sensing this smell coming from his old village as well as reminding him of some unpleasant memories.

*Swish!*

Suddenly, he heard the sound of someone coming out from the water and turned around to see an armored soldier covered in an eerie black mist coming out of the river with languid steps.

The soldier was wearing broken, full armor with blood streaks, including a helmet, because of which Viktor wasn't able to get a clear look of his face, but his gaze landed on the sharp sword the soldier was holding.

"Hrrghhh…" The soldier let out a wild yet bone-chilling growl, which sounded even more frightening than that of a tiger.

But what made Viktor frown, even more, was because he was able to feel the intense killing intent being directed at him by this soldier. It was so intense to make Viktor feel that he had never ever seen any human with such resentment and anger.

"Hrrgghh…" The soldier let out another growl as he stared at Viktor with malefic eyes that seemed as dark as coal.

However, Viktor pinched his lips as he recognized this armor. It was no different than the ones soldiers used during the Battle of the Frozen Lakes. But before he could figure out what was going on, his eyes slowly widened when he looked behind the soldier.

*Swish!...*

The boiling black river again became restless as more figures started to emerge from the river, their armors and weapons sizzling, but not a single of them were flinching even after experiencing the hellish heat that was emanating from the boiling river.

This sight made him feel even more puzzled since these men were supposed to be dead, especially when he killed them with his own hands. He speculated that these were the so-called evil spirits and not really men who were alive but dead.

Still, he had no idea about the concept of evil spirits or how it was possible for dead people to come out walking while affecting the physical world as well. He could tell that these evil spirits were the reason the world around him was becoming strange and why everyone else disappeared.

*Swish!*

Waves smashed against each other again when this time, tens of dozens of armored soldiers with black mist escaping from their bodies began to rise from the river.

Within seconds, the number had grown to more than a thousand, and they seemed in no hurry, approaching Viktor.

All these soldiers were directing their killing intent at Viktor, who suddenly felt it suffocating under their collective hatred and resentment.

He could feel that these soldiers wanted to tear him apart till nothing was left of him, and this only made him feel his blood boil, thinking about the atrocities they had committed and inwardly scoffed, asking himself what right they had to feel such resentment when he was the one who lost the most.

Of course, he knew that the covert soldiers who pillaged and seized his village were different men whom he took care of before the infamous battle that took place here.

Still, he knew how the king's armies were no better, especially when he heard and personally saw the things they did whenever they conquered any place.

So he did not even feel like showing a shred of mercy when he massacred the entire 500,000 soldiers within just 24 hours.

And now, seeing them all directing their killing intent at him only fanned the flames of rage coursing over his blood.

His eyes were slowly becoming crimson as he prepared to take a fighting stance to get rid of all these evil spirits before figuring out how to get out of this place and save Brad.

He even momentarily forgot about the girl standing behind him who seemed frightened at the sight of all these ominous-looking soldiers with bone-chilling black mist emanating from their bodies.

She then saw how Viktor's expression was becoming wild and how his eyes were becoming blood red, making her gasp, thinking that he was about to take on all these evil spirits on his own.

"No! You can't fight them now!" The girl shouted as she grabbed his hand swiftly.

"You!" Viktor became annoyed and was about to shrug off her hand when suddenly he felt his surroundings dissolve, and before he could realize what just happened, he found himself standing in front of a brown cave, large enough for a human to enter and seemed like it was this close to falling apart.

"What the…" Viktor looked around in confusion, only to be puzzled to see that he was standing in an entirely another place without any evil spirits, battlefield, or the ruined mansion and his destroyed village.

He immediately realized that he got teleported by this girl since he himself was familiar with his teleporting ability though it was nowhere as powerful as allowing him to teleport such far distances. At best, he could only teleport himself not more than a dozen meters.

He couldn't see the shore at all other than the decayed and withered woods before him or what was left of it anyway located on a hilly plain.

"You really shouldn't let their evil aura affect you!" The girl said in a chiding tone, making Viktor take in a deep breath in exasperation as he turned and asked with a stifling glare, "Who told you to stop me?"