MMORPG: Rebirth of the Mortal Online

Chapter 265: Absolute Monster



Adam patted the horse on the back, and looked over to the old man, who was climbing to the riders seat.

The former slaves climbed inside the wagon, but since it wasn't big enough, most of them had to walk alongside it.

After filling their bellies and getting rid of their thirst, all of them came to the conclusion that they wanted to return home-return to Sevenfold.

Even though it was already dark and night, they were aware that if they stayed in the slaver camp, more of Fakhir's lackeys would eventually find them.

After all, his lackeys were still traveling across the 50th floor in search of more slaves.

Thus, they decided to head out right away, travel over the night, and reach Sevenfold before the sun's first rays hit the ground.

"Are you sure you got this?" Adam asked from the old man.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Yeah, I used to be a farmer, y'see!" The old man said. "I drove wagons all the time."

"Oh, farmer?" Adam nodded. "You said you got caught trying to steal from fields of moon food. Whose fields were those?"

"Heh..." The old man shook his head. "Mine! However, ever since our new ruler came to the city, he took all farms for himself."

"I see." Adam climbed to the secondary rider seat, right beside the old man, and said, "Shall we go?"

"Right away, sir angel!"

With a grin, the old man gently made the horses move into a gallop, and they soon headed out of the slaver camp, going down the grass road until they reached the dirt road.

Knowing exactly where he was going, the old man steered the horses to head in the direction of Sevenfold.

Behind the wagon, around a hundred slaves walked behind, mostly men, as women and children took their places inside the wagon as most of them weren't strong enough to survive this journey back.

"Where're you from, sir angel, if I may ask?" The old man hit up a conversation.

After all, it was going to be a long journey, and they had more than enough time to get to know each other.

"Where from in the New World or the Other World?" Adam turned to look at him.

"Mm, New World." The old man said. "I am rather curious about that place."

"Dawnwatch, originally." Adam said. "Now in Ebonreach."

"I wonder if you've met this our new ruler there," the old man said and rubbed his beard.

"You should stop calling him our ruler." Raquel peeked his head from the wagon's small window. "He is not our ruler. He's a tyrant."

"Ah, my bad, royal princess," the old man humbly smiled.

"I'd like to know more about that person." Adam said. "Anything else you know about him?"

"A rather good-looking man with crimson eyes and long red hair," the old man said. "However, whenever he smiles, I feel disturbed."

"His smile is that of a demon's." Raquel said, "You just know that he is evil. He doesn't even try to hide it."

"Apparently there's war in the New World, and he can't come here as often." The old man said. "However, he still visits this place rather frequently."

'A king of a small world.' Adam thought. 'I wonder who it could be. The description sounds eerily familiar...'

...

A lonely wagon made his way down a dirt road, the wheels bouncing over the small pebbles. Following the dirt road around a bend, the old man's eyes lit up as he noticed a walled city in the distance.

Its high, pitched roofs peeked behind the wall, and he quickened the horse's pace. Exhausted slaves looked over to the city and teared up. They never thought they would be able to see this place anymore, and if they did, it would be in chains.

Adam uncrossed his arms and looked at the unfamiliar city with a deep look.

It looked big, walls surrounding it, and a strange mist shrouded it, but something about it felt like home.

A river that flowed from the mountains of the north went below the walls and split the city in half, but it was possible to cross the rivers with bridges and boats, making the city rather lively and bustling with activity.

At that moment, Adam caught sight of the crimson castle. It was located in the higher ground, overseeing the city like a looming guardian, but there was something malicious about it.

Instead of guardian, the crimson castle now looked like an evil deity, grinning and waiting for its next victim.

The wheel rattled across the dirt road, heading to the city's gates.

"Right, what will we say to the guard?" The old man asked and looked behind at the former slaves. "They will recognize them as slaves!"

Adam looked behind towards the slaves.

While they found them some warm clothes to cover their nearly-naked bodies, they were still all dirty-faced and mostly malnourished. It was clear that they were slaves.

The guards were working for their new ruler, so they would obviously want to know how these slaves were now unchained and free.

"Leave it to me." Adam said, and a hint of green tint appeared in the depths of his navy-blue eyes.

The old man nodded and, for some odd reason, felt much more relaxed as he had complete trust in Adam's abilities, even though there should be no way of reaching Sevenfold without a

fight.

If they fought, the city would go on lockdown, and all of them would become criminals. There's no way they would be able to live in Sevenfold without being caught.

After the wagon came to a stop near the tall, lofty gates, a side door opened, and a pair of guards emerged, their weapons already drawn.

The slaves paled, but since there were so many of them, there was nowhere they could hide, so they just stood behind the wagon, awkwardly.

However, the guards seemed oddly oblivious to them and just came to talk to the rider.

"What's your business in here?" The first guard asked.

'Eh?' The old man cleared his throat, and before he could say anything, the young man beside

him spoke first.

"Moon food delivery for our ruler." Adam said.

'What?' The old man's eyes showed slight panic. 'Because he said that, they will definitely check the back of the wagon and see that we have no moon food!'

"I'll check the back." The first guard said, and ignoring the hundreds of slaves, he opened the flap of the wagon, and instead of seeing about twenty slaves there, he saw crates filled with

moon food.

With a nod, he closed the flap and, to the surprise of everyone, said. "Looks clear. You've

granted permission to proceed."

The tall gates slowly opened.

'What?!' The old man looked shocked and made the horses move through the gates.

Hundreds of slaves awkwardly followed after them, and when they looked at the guards, they

noticed that they didn't pay them any attention.

It was as if they were invincible!

"W-what did you do?" The old man asked.

"A power of illusion is powerful against the weak." Adam crossed his legs.

"Illusion..." The old man realized now the real depth of Adam's abilities.

He felt like he could do anything.

To fool the guards, who were at the top echelon of strength among Originals, with such scale

was scary.

'If he wanted to create an illusion on me, there's no way I would be able to tell whether it was

real or not.'

It made him scared but also filled him with hope once again.

While he was doubtful whether he would be able to fight their ruler, who was an absolute

monster, he was gaining more faith in Adam with every passing second.

Adam was also an absolute monster!