237: Attack of the Undead Army

Attack of the Undead Army

TILLY knew that she wouldn't be able to hit Wixx if she didn't seriously hit him.

So, she summoned her flaming iron crab mallet and gathered all the flame that she could inside her tiny but powerful weapon.

"What kind of weapon is that, my precious sister?" Wixx, who was still floating above her, asked with a scowl. "Where are your original weapons?"

"I only need this little baby to deal with you, Brother," Tilly said confidently. When she felt that the iron crab mallet had enough flame in it, she threw it at her brother's direction without a warning. "I apologize in advance if I hurt you."

Her brother just smirked. It was obvious that he underestimated her iron crab mallet. Instead of avoiding it, he caught it in his hand.

`Got you, Brother.

Wixx's just smirked when the iron crab mallet released the black flame that she put in it a while ago. Of course, her black flame didn't hurt him. But that was just a distraction.

The smug look on his face vanished when he realized that after the iron crab mallet released its flame, it was now forcefully sucking his red flame. Her brother tried to drop the tiny weapon but of course, it wasn't that easy. It had attached itself to his hand and it wouldn't detach itself until it absorbed enough flame.

And it didn't end her.

She smiled in satisfaction when Wixx was literally pulled down by the weight of the iron crab mallet. Yes, her tiny weapons becomes as heavy as the flame it absorbed. And since the Red Phoenix's flame was "pure" and powerful, it was no wonder that he instantly dropped to the ground with a loud bang.

It's over, Brother.

She jumped off the roof and then straddled her brother. Then, without blinking, she gave Wixx a solid punch in the face. Even though his physical body wasn't a real human body, it still functioned as one. In short, she managed to break Wixx's nose.

Of course, she didn't use her flame. It was never her intention to kill him after all. A punch was enough to show him that she was serious about protecting her oldest son.

Julian, your uncle won't hurt you anymore.

"You better give me and Julian a proper explanation later, Brother," Tilly warned her brother seriously. "And apologize to my son."

Wixx looked shocked at first, and then, he chuckled. "You've grown up, my precious little sister."

***

JULIAN forced himself to move.

Then, he turned around and kicked the body that was still busy stabbing his brother Flint. The body was sent flying to where the head that he kicked a while ago was.

I'm so sorry, Grandfather.

"Brother, are you okay?" Julian asked as he helped Flint get up. He checked his wounds right away and was relieved when he saw that they weren't that deep. It seemed like his vital organs weren't hit. "I'm glad that your wounds are only shallow."

"I made my body burn so that the ice dagger would melt," Flint explained. "Luckily, the tip of the blade melted a little so it didn't give me serious injuries."

"Why didn't you fight back, Brother?" he asked curiously. "Is it because you recognized the assailant too?"

Pain crossed his brother's eyes as he nodded. "Yes," he said. "The day that we found Lord Denver's remains and didn't find Lord Prescott's, we had an encounter with the undead army. After we were able to escape from them, Lord Forrester had a hunch and thought that the reason why we couldn't find Lord Prescott body might be because he was turned into an undead by the North King." He turned to the direction of the now-undead Lord Prescott. "Lord Forrester wants to share his hunch with Big Sister Tilly later. But his "hunch" turned out to be a fact."

With a heavy heart, he turned to his grandfather's direction.

Since he already knew that he was turned into an undead, it didn't surprise him to see Lord Prescott re-attached his head to his neck as if it was the most natural thing in the world. His grandfather didn't have any sort of emotion on his face. Even his eyes were as empty as a shell.

Mother, I don't think we can bring Grandfather back to you in this state…

Lord Prescott's skin was a little bluish now, a clear sign that he was no longer a living human. He had cuts all over his body but instead of skin, thin pieces of ice had been shaved off from them.

It seemed like the bodies of the undead were preserved with ice.

To simply put, his grandfather was nothing more than a moving ice statue now.

He clenched his fists tight. Just the thought of his mother finding out that Lord Prescott had turned into an enemy already broke his heart. He knew that his mother would get angry and devastated if she knew how the North King disrespected Lord Prescott's body.

I can't forgive you for this, Garnet Nystrom, he thought to himself. Even if you are my grandson, disrespecting a dead person like this is unforgivable.

His thoughts were cut-off when Lord Prescott suddenly moved to attack him.

"Brother!"

Julian was surprised when Winter came out of nowhere. His brother saw that an enemy was about to attack him and so, he did what Julian would also do in that situation: fight the assailant. "Winter…"

Winter froze Lord Prescott with his ice Mana coming out of his open hands. But when his brother probably recognized his grandfather's face, he suddenly closed his fists and took a step backwards. "No… that face…" he said in disbelief, then he dropped his arms to his sides as if strength suddenly left his body. The ice that Winter used froze Lord Prescott from his waist down. Thanks to that, their grandfather couldn't move now. "Brother Julian, please tell me that it's not our grandpa."

"I wish you were right, Winter," Julian said in a voice filled with sadness. "That is Lord Prescott, our grandfather. They didn't find his body because as we can see, the North King has turned him into an undead soldier."

Winter's Mana rose up, an indication that he was angry.

"Lord Winter, Lord Julian!"

He and his brother both turned to Jameson and Roarke who stood a few meters away from them. The two Keepers were creating a flaming portal that would probably lead them back to the Royal Capital.

On the other hand, Miss Luna appeared beside Flint and checked on his wounds right away.

He could hear people fighting near them. And he could also feel the warmth of the Fire Mages. Solenn's Mana, for one, felt very different from the others. He could tell just from that feeling that the little princess was one of the leading people leading the fight.

Also, the ground shaking at that moment indicated that the Golden Tiger was also fighting.

We're under attack by the undead army.

"Lord Winter, Lord Julian, we can't make a huge portal at the moment so we can't send everyone back to the Royal Capital," Roarke said in an urgent tone. "Please leave first. We'll deal with the North King here."

"Roarke is right," Miss Luna said, then she gently pushed Flint to their direction. "Bring Flint as well. The children should leave first."

"How about Solenn?" Winter asked worriedly. "She's also a child."

"Lady Solenn insisted to stay," Miss Luna said. "We need her flame to create a large portal to send everyone back to the Royal Capital later. Roarke and Jameson's flame won't be enough since their Mana are currently sealed."

"We don't f*cking have time for chitchat!" Jameson yelled. "Young lords, please f*cking use the portal now! We'll f*cking follow you later!"

"But Grandfather…" Julian said while Winter was nodding beside him. "We promised mother that we will bring grandfather back home…"

"Please tell the Supreme about Lord Prescott's case," Roarke said seriously. If he didn't get surprise by Lord Prescott's state, that only meant that Lord Forrester already told them what they thought happened to their grandfather. "And young lords, please do everything that you can to stop your mother from losing herself."

He was still contemplating whether to leave or not when all of a sudden, Winter grabbed his and Julian's wrist. When he turned to his brother, he saw the pain on his face. But the determination in his eyes was very evident.

"It's their job to protect us," Winter said seriously. "We should go back to Mom and Dad and safely so that they can fulfill their duty."

Flint beamed. "You've matured, Winter."

Julian smiled and nodded, Winter's maturity made him proud as a brother. "Let's go home, brothers."

Without wasting any minute to not waste the Keepers' flame, the three of them ran towards the portal. But all of a sudden, out of nowhere, a strange ball of energy entered the portal with them.

Julian's brows furrowed in confusion. "What is that?"

***

TILLY was excited while waiting for Winter and Julian's return.

Right now, she was in the rooftop of their mansion with Wong, Kelsi, and Kiho. They were waiting for the return of Winter and Julian. Wixx, on the other hand, was sleeping in his room because he was exhausted from their fight a while ago.

"Ah, they're here," Kiho said in an excited voice when the portal grew larger. "I can feel their presence..."0

Her husband trailed-off.

And she knew why. Even her was alarmed when she felt a strange presence coming from the portal. She was relieved when she Winter, Julian, and Flint (she was surprised that Flint was already this big, but his face remained almost the same) came out of the portal.

But her relief was instantly turned into anger when she realized that an enemy managed to sneak in and use the portal with her children.

"Greetings, my dear ancestors," the ball of what seemed like a blue flame said. "I am Garnet Nystrom, the grandson of Julian Nystrom.

Tilly raised a brow at that. "You're our great grandson?"

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