Chapter 14- Swinging and breathing patterns

SACRED REVOLUTION

Chapter 14- Learning swinging and breathing patterns

Author: Ede David

The dragon that looked extremely angry, gave one last final roar to the sky and shot off into the distance.

Blood Fang and Zernon stared at its receding figure, with hearts clouded with wonder and surprise.

They didn't expect that it will leave like that.

"What happened?" Zernon muttered uncomprehendingly with a frozen smile.

'Looks like I struck a nice blow to a certain nerve and it needs to urgently recover or it got tired… or

maybe scared off.' Blood Fang thought to himself as he silently unsheathed his red broadsword and

slowly walked away.

"Hey! Wait up!"

Blood Fang's sharp brows formed a deep frown, before increasing in pace.

"Wait!"

Blood Fang frowned in annoyance, but kept on walking away.

On a normal day, there was a high chance, he would have killed this young man, for fear of exposing his whereabouts, but this young man had fought alongside him and he looked very strong.

"Why don't you join me and we can help change this place," Zernon flashstepped over to his side and asked gently.

"…Change Hunter Village… what a foolish goal." Blood Fang shook his head in silent disdain as he continued on his way.

Zernon halted and just looked at his receding back and smiled meaningfully 'We are going to meet again very soon.'

…

Blood Fang continued trekking through the forest, this time he had a perturbed expression as he

pondered about what Zernon had just said.

'Change Hunter Village, how does he even want to do that? Enforce peace? Even if he does, how many Hunters will obey? If you create a monarchy and kill them as punishment, then more violence will beget

more violence and the initial goal for peace will be tarnished.'

'This place is full of only preys and predators, everybody is heartless and self-centered, no one cares for the other and only care about subduing the other, this place is the embodiment of wickedness and infinite tragedies… this place, with so many wicked and heartless Hunters, cannot be changed, if you must change a place, you must change the people, the people's mindset, behaviors and principles, the

Hunters of this place cannot be changed, there are all wicked, diabolic people.'

'…Trying to change this place is a fool's dream.'

To someone whose whole Clan was massacred, he didn't view this world with any good light.

Blood Fang accelerated his steps as he flashstepped away.

…

"Stupid elephant! With that its stupid trunk!" Loud curses exploded as a round, puffed figure raced around the area in a miserable fashion while an elephant chased behind him.

What made this scene so strange was that a heavy weight beast like this Heavy-Trunked elephant was so fast and was very aggressive.

It was definitely way more different than a normal elephant.

The Heavy-Trunked elephant swung its trunk down with massive force at Fatty Zhen's head.

Already panting severely and gasping for breath, Fatty Zhen managed to move away on time, and he was lucky he did because the small area of ground which had received the unscrupulous blow of the

elephant, shook and cracked heavily, leaving spider-web like dents on the ground.

'It's all because of that Zernon!' Fatty Zhen gritted his teeth in anger as he struggled to keep on running.

It was at that moment that Zernon had appeared.

"Hmm, he managed to survive this long, looks like that Shadow I stationed to watch can leave now."

Zernon muttered under his breath as he gazed at Fatty Zhen wondrously.

Looks like this Fatty's survival reflexes are quite good, and Heavy-Trunked Elephants are also quite slow.

Fatty Zhen immediately spotted him as he arrived and yelled out with great urgency, "Zernon, do something, this elephant will soon kill me!"

Zernon went to a big rock and sat down and observed Fatty Zhen with a smile; acting as if he couldn't see the situation Fatty Zhen was in.

"Beast Observation can't be studied on paper, you have to experience this firsthand and see it with your

own eyes. That is why I brought you here." Zernon answered a question that was not asked.

"F**k that! Just get out of-" BANG! Fatty Zhen was about to curse and beg like usual, but was interrupted by a crawling shiver of impending danger, he hastily flew to the ground rolled away, avoiding the trunk that smashed through the air that blew past the area he was just in.

"You can do it! you can do it!" Zernon laughed merrily, finding it very funny how much resemblance his

dear friend had with a ball as he rolled in that manner.

He didn't want to be this harsh to his friend but sometimes love had to be tough, if he kept on ignoring

this fatty's negligence and lack of strength, then one day, he would most likely lose his life because of

that.

He needed to be strong to survive in Hunter Village, his father wasn't always going to be there to protect

him, he needed to be strong on his own.

And he couldn't be strong if he couldn't brave dangers on this level, if the true beauty of gold must be

shown, then it had to be refined, for a lump of iron to be transformed, then it had to be smelted, and

casted into a sharp blade, similarly, if a Hunter must become strong, he or she must undergo all manner

of dangerous trials and come out victorious, these challenges are what defines a Hunter.

He himself, he had gone through many harsh training and trials with his master, even from a very young

age.

This fatty already had most routes of improvements closed because of his humongous size. This was the

only way he could think of for him to quickly level up.

Fatty Zhen lay on the floor where his fat body trembled greatly because of the elephant's heavy march

towards him.

The elephant reached four inches away from him and delivered a march to his head but Fatty Zhen

quickly reacted and rolled away.

A trunk fell from above as a swift follow-up, but Fatty Zhen continued rolling.

Looking from afar, he really resembled a big ball.

Fatty Zhen's expression was pale with fright as he narrowly missed every blow.

He gazed at Zernon from the corner of his eye and saw that he was just sitting there casually, showing

no intention to help.

So he yelled out irately, "F**k you Zernon! I hope you fall to your death!"

Zernon indifferently gazed at him, not minding his curses.

It was normal for anybody to be angry when your own friend put you in this kind of situation.

"Observe the beast!" Zernon's words rang in his ear causing him to grit his teeth.

His expression later turned from fright to pure determination, although, they were some hints of fear

still present.

He lay stomach up, raised his neck up a little and inclined his eyes on the rampaging elephant.

The trunk seemed to coil in a strange manner before whipping down on him.

He caught that movement with his eyes but not too clearly, but he quickly rolled to the right and

relaxed.

The elephant's trunk had missed its target but it swiftly twisted and continued horizontally like a broom

wanting to sweep.

Zernon looked at the elephant but wasn't observing it to learn, because he didn't need it, he had already

observed a dragon before with his master and so observing this elephant will just burden him with more

work uselessly.

He was observing to see if he had to swoop in and save Fatty Zhen.

Fatty Zhen continued the roll and escape routine and was always successful.

He would also observe the elephant's movement in solitude and concrete concentration.

Sometimes, the elephant's trunk will coil at the end like a ball before suddenly unwrapping and

sweeping forward, sometimes, the trunk will move in certain snake-like, zig-zag manner while

unleashing more momentum.

He didn't have very keen eyesight, so he kept on doing this for a long while, very long, it had already

reached evening.

His clothes and body were very moist as bead sized sweat drops rolled one after the other from his face

to his leg.

It wasn't easy to roll with that his big size, so he barely hung on.

Numerous cracks could be seen scattered all over the place with loud, heavy footsteps playing in the

background.

He panted and panted heavily and his breathing became very haggard and furthermore, the elephant

had been at this for hours now, and it didn't show any sign of stopping, it was still very aggressive,

highlighting one of the dangerous traits about beasts like itself; terrifying aggression that won't rest until

the prey is dead.

Animals couldn't compare to them; just in aspects of energy and willpower, they were totally

outclassed.

Seeing that Fatty Zhen's already sluggish movements become even more sluggish, Zernon quickly moved

and carried him away, vanishing deeper into the forest.

HOOO!

The elephant let out a loud shout of anger and unwillingness, as it furiously stared at the area where

Zernon had gone by.

It couldn't catch up so it vented its rage by smashing down some nearby trees and rocks.

…

Blue Spirit was one of the factions belonging to the seven hunter lords like the other six factions, and

they made up the Center Region and constituted the Hunter Village Council.

Currently, a large amount of people were gathered in a large area of land with mournful and sad

expressions filling the land with severe graveness.

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