Chapter 15 The Grudge of Gold
In the forest, a gentle breeze rustled the leaves, causing them to swirl like the skirts of a dancer.
And at the heart of the breeze is the shape of the wind that wants to invite you to dance.
Bogulus's arrow flew swiftly toward Tychus and pierced his body.
The sound of flesh being torn apart echoed through the forest.
The word "Stop" has been passed down for a long time.
It slowly dissipated into the clouds.
All that remained was a deathly silence.
A human emerged from the jungle in the middle of the forest.
He has a robust physique, and his bronze skin highlights his healthy body.
At this moment, his face showed sadness.
Tears of grief and indignation mingled with shouts.
"Ty... Tychus!" He rushed forward and hugged Tychus tightly.
"Tykes...Tykes! What's wrong? Wake up!"
Wake up!
"Wake up!"
Tears welled up like a spring, dripping from her eyes onto the grass.
The little grass cannot comprehend his emotions.
It simply absorbs the nutrients physiologically.
"Wake up! Okay? Tychus!"
The breeze mourns for it, concealing the sorrowful sounds of the story.
Only one person remained, feigning grief.
"Hey...human!" Bogurus shouted from the side.
Sweat dripped down his face, and with no feathers left on his body, he looked extremely disheveled.
But they still maintained the pride inherited from the Titans.
"This was his own choice; I merely gave him the punishment he deserved," Bogulus said with an arrogant expression.
Language is like that; it can be so beautiful and melodious that it can captivate you, but it can also be like a rose, capable of piercing your heart and causing you so much pain that you can hardly breathe.
Nisi couldn't believe that the gods who had bestowed upon them such fine qualities could utter such piercing words.
His bloodshot eyes were fixed on Boguras.
The venom in his eyes seemed to threaten to melt Boculus at any moment.
"You might as well just die!" Nisi shouted.
As the leader of the tribe, if he cannot avenge his people, then he is not worthy of being the leader. He put down Tychus from his arms and picked up the spear.
His gaze remained fixed on Boguras.
"Human, how dare you look me in the eye!" Bogulus shouted, forcing himself to stay calm.
"Today, I not only dare to look you in the eye, but I will also kill a god!" Nisi spoke without restraint, uttering the most vicious words to Boculus.
"You dare!" Bogurus was somewhat flustered upon hearing this, but he still maintained the air of a Titan.
Ignoring Bogulas's words, Nisi raised his hand and, with all his might, channeled the special energy substance within his body into the spear.
Then he hurled it fiercely at Boguras.
The sound of something cutting through the air was loud, like Nisi's anger.
Unstoppable momentum.
But an unexpected situation occurred.
A green protective shield enveloped Bogurus, reflecting his disheveled appearance.
Boculus and Nisi could clearly feel the power of the laws within.
The world of Chaos forbids the act of killing gods.
Moreover, Nisi loudly proclaimed the words of god-killing.
Success attracted the attention of the law.
Although the laws intervened to prevent the god-killing, Tychus, as the first human created by Iapetus, was cursed by Iapetus.
After all, Iapetus discovered that these ants could expand his soul's essence, and he planted the curse only as a precaution, but someone actually dared to touch his creation.
At this moment, Tychus's death curse took effect, forcibly stripping Bogurus of his rank.
While killing a god is forbidden, stripping away a portion of one's divine status is permitted by the law.
Today, Boculus is merely a minor, low-ranking deity.
Nisi was puzzled as he noticed that Bogurus's divine power level had dropped.
But then he stared at the green shield with a fierce look.
"The law!" Nisi shouted angrily.
"From this day forward, the Nisi tribe will never worship the Titans, and the Feathered Ones will become the Nisi tribe's eternal enemy, until the very end."
The laws don't care about this; they're just a bunch of humans. They can be recreated when they die, since Iapetus can't die anyway.
Iapetus's creations issued a declaration, and the father of mankind, far away in the temple, heard Nisi's indignant words and once again unleashed a curse, attempting to corrupt the Feathers, merely a race of a minor god.
He could not allow the loss of his essence due to the presence of many feathers.
The laws coldly observed all of this.
Dark smoke, mixed with the negative energy of the night, drifted toward Tima.
Enveloping the divine essence of the flock of feathers, obscuring its radiance.
"From that day forward, Boculas was the mortal enemy of the Nisi people, the lowest of beasts."
"I, as the chieftain of the Nisi tribe, hereby declare!"
Bogus stared coldly at Nisi. As long as the laws couldn't be communicated with, that declaration was nothing but empty ravings.
He then glanced at Boguras, before carrying Tychus into the depths of the forest.
The anger in his eyes seemed to overflow.
From then on, this forest became the burial place of gods and men—Sabrisi