The Adventures Of The Young Master

"This is bullshit!" Things were taking for the worst situation now. The Giant was slowly losing life because its core was hit. No matter how powerful it was, it couldn't fight with its core damaged. Thus, the panda was frustrated. The plans were almost foiled and it needed to do something to stop them.

"Ug..." Skix was gritting its teeth. It was cornered now and it was now and never, "Since I'll just die if this fails, I'd rather give everything to make this a success!"

The higher ups had entrusted this mission to him and it needed to be accomplished no matter what the price.

"Boom!" Skix released its eminence, covering the entire sky with it. It was going all out this time and despite the danger of prospect, it still did this.

Jin Rou smiled. The panda was making a last ditch of effort to turn the tables. Unfortunately, it met the wrong opponent, "How heroic. In order to complete the mission, you are even willing to put yourself in the line."

"The prosperity and balance are what matter in the Dark Train, and shall it be kept." Panda Skix was no longer in the appearance of a panda. It was now using its real body, a body of a middle aged man with eyeglasses, "Now, all of you will die for real."

"Rumble!" The dark sky was turning darker. The catastrophes stopped fighting as an area around Skix differed.

"The Possibility of Prospect will never let you live now that you crossed the line." Jin Rou said. The amount of prospect needed to use its real body must be enormous, something that tipped the natural balance of the schema off.

"It doesn't matter. As long as you all die here." Skix opener his arms and said, "Behold, the power of an Unrestricted Officer."

"Boom! Boom! Crash!" Thousand lazer-like beams suddenly appeared from the sky targeting the participants. Countless explosions and screams could be heard once again.

​ Many suffered terrible fates as the beams hit the world. The Golden Phoenix Evil Clan had lost most of its members now and only two had remained alive.

"No, we cannot die here." The leader of the clan gave his all to stand back up, "The dreams of our clan will be in vain if we all die here."

He looked at the timid man by his side and said, "Astama, I will activate a protection right for you. Go and hide until the end of the schema."

Usually, protection rights couldn't be used when inside the schema's area. It was prohibited but it's not entirely impossible.

As long as the user was willing to pay the heavy price of activating one, it should be okay. And if may ask, what might be the heavy price?

It's one's vitality. Meaning, you were paying using your life. It's not an encourageable method but good as a last attempt of resistance during a desperate battle.

"No, you cannot die Master Hak!" Astama said as he pulled the sleeve of the leader, "The clan cannot go without you."

"It stood for so long now, how can not it be?" Hak smiled as he patted the head of the timid man. Astama was always like this, timid and always afraid. But for some reason, he was always the luckiest of all. Perhaps, in this despairing situation, he could get out of this place alive.

And with him, there's hope for their clan.

Too bad though, his plans gone down the drain because of his miscalculations. He planned for so long only to fail miserably in the end.

"But..." Astama couldn't finish what he wanted to say when he was pushed to a white barrier filled with energy. It was the protection right that Master Hak had used, "Master!"

"Grug..." Master Hak could feel his life sapping away after activating the protection right. In the first place, protection rights shouldn't be used inside thus the penalty was more severe.

A terrible pain before dying. The leader's mask suddenly broke and showed his scarred face. His eyes, ears and nose were bleeding severely as if there was a huge flow inside.

Astama looked at his master with teary eyes as he keep on shouting his name. Master Hak had always been good to him despite the treatment of others of him. He didn't know why, but it's always Master Hak who helped him during difficult times.

After a moment, Hak finally succumbed to death. He was dying anyway, and there's no saving him.

Astama stared blankly at where Master Hak died. He had always idolized him for his decisiveness and directness. Though their clan's name had the 'evil' in it, they actually hadn't done something to warrant such a name. They weren't saints, but they weren't villains, either.

"This bullshit world..." Astama murmured under his breath. It was the first time he cursed in his life, "Shall go down below my feet!"

"Bzz! Bzz!" And out of the blue, prospect sparks appeared surrounding Astama. One glance and one could already know what it meant.

"A possibility Prospect Rampage." The master of Three Kingdoms said, "Because of his raging emotions, it was triggered."

Prospect Rampage was a sudden power up of an individual through intense amount of pain and emotions. It was a very rare phenomenon in which the Possibility of Prospect permitted the certain individual to boost its prowess for a limited amount of time without paying any price.

"You want to rage and break that protection right? Go on. I'd be more than happy if you do." Panda Skix smirked as he thought. The protection right was a troublesome thing to deal with.

Astama was about to break the barrier, throwing all caution to the window, when a voice suddenly heard, "If you want to waste your master's sacrifice that bad, go on and be killed. Otherwise, stay put."

Everyone looked at the origin of the familiar voice.

Even Panda Skix creased his brows in displeasure. Things were getting difficult because of this man. He had to act fast.

Astama looked at the man and felt a sudden pressure he never experienced in his life. Even his master couldn't exert such eminence!