Ruin Wielder-Chapter 32: w
This was called the Doom of Aisenmoor. Millions of species die every year by these attacks.
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Omen, who was walking in front, was just following the coordinates given by the system on his mind.
Omen, who was 8 feet 2 inches tall, looked giant compared to his new Lackey, who was 5 feet and some inches tall.
Omen was walking ahead as he was showing the path and was not bothered by backstabbing because if the person behind him wanted to attack and kill him, it was as easy as killing a worm on the grinnd, but Malochβs thought was the complete opposite, he thought, βMan being powerful is such a nice thing, you donβt have to worry about being backstabbed.β
"What is your name?" Omen asked to check if the man tells the truth.
"Why do you ask? Tell me your name first." Maloch was not a pushover either.
"Omen, thatβs my name." Omenβs impression on talking was based on his grandfather always talking in an authoritarian tone, he didnβt know that.
"Maloch is my name, Iβve never heard your name in the mercenary circle before. You know?" Maloch answered truthfully.
"I am no mercenary, just follow me," Omen replied in a somber tone and quickened his pace.
After some time, they arrived in a place where trees are not that huge, it looked very normal, but in a jungle like this, this was the most abnormal thing that could happen.
"This doesnβt look right," Maloch, who was now crinching with Omen, said from the side.
"How much gold do you make from these trips?" Omen looked ahead and asked, the coordinates in his mind say the treasure was 20 feet in front of them, and the questioned he asked because he also wanted to get a grasp on how gold coin workβs.
"1 gold to 2 gold max. Why do you ask?" Maloch replied honestly.
"Nothing, just follow me," crinching down. Omen walked slowly, and Maloch was also very cautious.
As they were almost close, Maloch tugged Omen from the back, and when Omen looked back, Maloch just pointed him in a direction with eyes.
Omen, following the gesture, looked in direction, and his body froze. He saw a huge snake, camouflaged with terrain just beside them, it didnβt notice their presence as of right now and was sleeping.
Omen instinctively said in his mind βStatusβ to know what they were facing.
Name: Randi.
Age: 1 year.
Rank: Level-14 (Sentry) 69%.
Species: Chameleon 30%+ Lizard 20%+ Rattle Snake 25%+ Green Snake 25%.
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Maloch, who was behind Omen, pulled out a white chain and caught the snake all of a sudden.
That chain entangled the whole snake, this happened so quickly that Omen has just seen the afterimages of the whole thing.
After catching the snake, Maloch pulled the chain with both hands, and the snake, before it could wake up, was grinded into pieces.
Omen looked thringh his mask, his eyes were still glowing red, disbelief and disappointment were written on his face.
Omen was a born assassin, so when he attacks, itβs discreet and sneaky, this was his way of doing things.
"Ehehe, it was a small snake, can I keep the corpse?" Maloch scratched his head foolishly and was prind of himself.
β This motherfuckerβ Omen gritted his teeth but didnβt say anything, the danger was gone, so he moved towards the place where the treasure was supposed to be, but there was no treasure, maybe it was under the grinnd.
"Dig here," Omen, who was a little dissatisfied with his partner, said in a commanding tone.
" Here? Okay, "Maloch didnβt mind, as the corpse alone will fetch him something like 200 silver and Omen didnβt even wants a share.
1 gold coin = 1000 silver coins.
1 silver coin = 1000 copper coins.
So thatβs kind of a steal for Maloch, because you canβt find easy targets like this snake when Doom arrives and a rich companion who doesnβt care about small snakes.
Maloch grabbed a strong branch from the nearby tree and started to dig with his Protector level 9 strength, not long after, the branch was shattered in pieces by poking something hard.
"Pull it out, one of my ancestors left it here for me." Omen looked as if it were obvious there was something here for him.
Maloch didnβt doubt Omen, his thought process was simple: βWho can just randomly come to the most dangerins jungle and know the exact location to dig out something? Descendants: Yes, rich descendants like Omen. Who looked rich and behaved rich?. β
Maloch went inside the pit he had created, didnβt care about the dirt, and pulled out a black-looking box, it was small but heavy.
Omen took the box from Malochβs hand. Maloch was not disappointed, on the contrary, he jumped out of the pit happily.
Opening the box, Omenβs white mask shone with a golden shade, and Maloch, who sprinted towards Omen to see whatβs inside, was astonished too.
"Three hundred gold coins, as expected from my ancestors," Omen very casually said, like it was a matter of course.
"YOU... WHAT THE FUCK?"" Maloch, who was seeing the gold coins row upon row in the box, was dumbfounded, never in his life has he seen such wealth.
"Be quiet, where are we standing? Letβs go back to my campfire." Omen materialized his black wings, which were devoid of any color and flew back with the box in hand.
After seeing the gold coins, Maloch didnβt find the corpse of the snake valuable anymore so he left it as it is, and followed Omen as fast as he could from the grinnd.
It didnβt take them long to came near the firepit again, this time however Omen was slow and was using as much time as he could to just sit down.
Maloch on the other hand, was very eager to see the gold again, and was impatient.
" Faster,faster show me fast " Maloch couldnβt handle the anxiousness.
Omen was relaxed and couldnβt be bothered with the excitement of Maloch.After sitting down he opened the box slowly, and once again rows upon rows of coins were visible, Omenβs heart also pounded with so much money in his hand.
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" 1...2...3...4 " Maloch was counting the gold coins pointing his fingers one by one.
" Three, there are three hundred coins " Omen seeing Maloch so dumb was frustrated, his mind automatically calculated the 30x10 rows in an instant.
