God Class Awakening: Ascension of the Demon Hunter-Chapter 40: Lost Eye

It wasn’t hard to find an abandoned place to spend the night in since most of the townsmen had fled towards the city in fear of the beast surge.

It wasn’t an easy journey, and most people died on the way, but to them it was better to die trying than not to try at all.

Rein was used to living in the run-down inn, mainly because it made it easy for her grandfather to bring her into his domain at any time. He didn’t do that so often: interacting with the physical realm cost energy he would always say.

The inn had only one usable room so Roxy and Vale were left to scavenge for abandoned buildings. And Vale found one in no time.

This building was a small stone house, built with crude architecture and it served no other purpose than to stop the worldly elements. There was a bed, made of straw and some other unknown items. But Vale couldn’t be picky.

He lay on it and it was surprisingly comfortable. He had no plans of sleeping just yet though. He pulled out the map he had gotten from Don and began studying it.

Now that he wasn’t in a hurry he was able to understand most of the things on it.

The Suhon wilderness was a large area in the first level and it was the only region sharing a border with the demonic planes, so if the barrier of the demonic planes weakened, it would be the first to be attacked.

The desert was divided into two parts. The sand plains and the Forest of inverted spears.

If they planned on going to Mitdrel, the central and only major city, they would have to pass through the forest of inverted spears.

There were other places marked on the map but the journey wouldn’t cut through those places, so they weren’t worth noting.

After a moment, Vale kept the map and took out the body technique he had found. Iron body.

The training of the technique needed to be done in the sun and the movements were required to be precise to even attain small success.

In his past life, Vale hadn’t learnt many body techniques, with Blitz being the only one he fully mastered. This was because, once a person entered the second tier and became an adept, all mana or Qi techniques would become useless.

At this point a person fully realises their unique signature and their mana or Qi would become incompatible with any technique.

They would be stuck with their abilities and self-created techniques.

Although there were a few cases of people who had managed to keep using their techniques after developing their signature. This was usually because they had twisted the training of the technique to align with their class and also because of luck.

Right now though, Vale needed all the power he could get to have a sliver of a chance at surviving the Prison realm.

He made up his mind to start training tomorrow, whenever that was going to come. From what he knew this night could very well span a full day. Hopefully, it didn’t.

After taking one last look at the manual, he finally decided to lie down and get some rest after the series of crazy events he had experienced.

It didn’t take long for the sleep to come as all the accumulated stress finally burst from the dam in a torrent.

That night, Vale dreamed.

He dreamt about an eye. His eyes in particular.

He stood in a lush and green forest and there was someone beside him. But he never looked back to see the person.

There was a long quiet, a very long one as Vale watched the forest grow continually. The trees sprouted and the flowers bloomed evermore. It looked like a paradise yet these two people never said anything throughout.

Then it began to wither. As if affected by a vicious and unstoppable disease, everything began to die. From the little deer who just learnt how to walk to the towering tree that had been there from the first day. They all died and wilted into dust. And soon the wonderful forest had turned to a desert.

Vale let out a sigh, a tired one that was filled with an unspeakable burden.

The person beside him was as silent as ever.

Vale then raised his tired hand and without a hint of hesitation drove his fingers into his eyes. With a wet and brutal crack, he plucked out his eye.

Then he dug into the dead soil and planted the eye that was still stained with his blood.

He then covered it with soil and prayed for it to germinate, hoping that one day it would become a beautiful tree.

In that same moment the sky opened and the man beside Vale finally spoke, but he heard no word he said. The open sky revealed the heavens and spears rained down from the heavens upon this dead land.

At the same moment, Vale woke up covered in sweat. His eyes had snapped open and his mouth gasped for air.

He got up and tried to think about the dream wondering what it could possibly mean, he didn’t get an answer. So, he tried to go back to sleep, but that didn’t seem forthcoming.

In the end, the only thing he could do was take a walk to clear his mind. The cold breeze was especially good at calming troubled spirits.

Leaving the house and going into the empty streets. The wind wafted over his skin in cool delight.

He walked a few steps then noticed Roxy on the roof of a house. She was gazing into the night with a distant expression.

With nothing else to do Vale decided to join her.

The building wasn’t high, so a calculated jump was all he needed to get to the roof.

"I didn’t say you could join me."

Vale ignored her comment and sat beside her. Right now they were equals and he would be damned if he let her boss him around.

She stared at him for a while but didn’t say anything, just snickered.

"Thinking about the academy?" Vale asked her.

"A little," she said on instinct.

"Worried?"

She didn’t respond for a good moment, then with a sigh she replied, "Not really. There’s someone more powerful than me there."

Vale raised a brow. Back on earth there had only been one tier five Sage in existence, so it came as a surprise that a single academy had two people of the sixth tier.

"Magnus will take care of everything, he always does."

No one said anything as the howling wind was the only sound that filled the night.

Roxy kept looking into the distance, but Vale noticed her expression growing tense.

"What’s wrong?" He frowned.

She squinted her eyes further. "Something is coming, something...big."

Vale’s forehead creased as he tried to understand what she was talking about.

It was only when he felt the first tremor that he fully understood what she had been saying. Then the second tremor came.

The tremors came again—slow, spaced apart. Not thunder, not earthquake, but footsteps that lacked rhythm and rhyme.

However, what truly made Vale start running were the pair of glowing golden orbs that appeared in the distance. They were the eyes of something that could never be human.