CHAPTER 7 — Sheild Of Disciples
(At the end of Chapter 6, Haibat had slammed his massive warhammer onto the ground and roared: "MY NAME IS HAIBAT! THE ELDER GUARDIAN OF THE DIVINE DISCIPLES... AND THEIR ABSOLUTE SHIELD!")
Despite hearing Haibat's earth-shattering, rock-splitting masculine roar, Huba Huba completely ignored the giant warrior's terrifying challenge.
He began to laugh loudly in the air like a mad, mentally ill demon.
His laughter echoed with death, destruction, and a dark frequency that could tear the eardrums of any ordinary human.
And without wasting a single second, he brutally shoved those fresh, innocent eyes into his own arrow-pierced hollow sockets—his demonic skull—in one violent jerk!
SQUELCH. CRACK. SLURP.
The sound was so horrifying, so wet, and spine-chilling, as if a living human's raw bones and flesh were being smashed against a rock.
The moment the new eyes connected with his unstable, black dark magic, all the veins and muscles of Huba Huba's skull began to twitch violently.
Thick black poison and the innocent's red blood mixed together, flowing down his torn, burnt cheeks like lava.
That dark aura violently and forcefully fused the innocent's optic nerves to that demonic brain in a single second.
After hours of suffocating blindness and the burning agony of fire, he finally blinked his new eyelids.
"Light... HAHAHAHA!
I can see!"
Huba Huba rose higher in the air, laughing a terrifying laugh of death.
His voice echoed through the ruins of the village and amidst the roaring flames.
The vision, which once belonged to an innocent, had now returned inside the skull of a devil, a monster.
Hovering in the air, he looked straight down with his new, blood-red eyes.
There, amidst the dust, fire, and ash, stood a 7-foot tall, rock-solid giant of a man, whose sheer weight and pure earth aura made the surrounding air so heavy that gravity felt doubled.
Huba Huba floated further up.
He took a good look at the giant warrior, and a petty, arrogant, dark-comedy smirk appeared on his skull.
Mocking Haibat's masculine introduction in a terrifyingly comedic manner, he said:
"Oho!
So you are that screaming and shouting
'Haibat'?
HAHAHA!"
Huba Huba laughed like a maniac, spinning in circles in the air.
"I thought such a heavy voice would belong to a real man, but as soon as the light returned, the first thing I saw was a shiny bald head!
'The absolute shield of the Divine Disciples'?
HAHAHAHA!
Hey baldy, shut your nonsense!
I'm not going to be scared of your bald head and that heavy iron toy!"
Standing below, Haibat's glowing blue eyes, which were once like a cold blue ocean, now flared up like fire with rage.
His anger was like a dormant, thousand-year-old volcano now on the verge of erupting.
He gripped his massive, rune-engraved Divine Warhammer—forged from iron and mystic rock—with a sudden jerk in his right hand and slammed it onto the ground with all his might.
BOOOM!
From that terrifying Shockwave Tap, an intense shockwave spread through the ground as if a 9-Richter scale earthquake had struck.
Cracks formed in the dirt, and a massive plume of dust and ash erupted into the air, making the village's atmosphere even heavier and more suffocating.
Haibat puffed out his broad chest, and his voice was as heavy and commanding as a mountain storm, carrying the pure swag and dominance of a heavy action hero:
"Keep your mouth shut, demonic skull! Listen carefully,
I am the most talented, almighty man of the Divine Disciples team...
Macho Man Haibat!"
Huba Huba's new eyes rolled around in their sockets.
He tilted his torn, demonic skull slightly in the air and, waving his venomous tentacles, asked in a psycho-comedy tone:
"What nonsense are you babbling now, baldy?"
Hearing these absurd, arrogant, and prideful words, Haibat's expression morphed from calm authority into terrifying, lethal rage.
Right beneath his dark metallic boots, the ground began to crack under the extreme pressure of his Earth Soul Core.
Spider-web-like fissures spread across the earth.
He gritted his teeth, his voice filled with a heat and pain that stemmed from the depths of his heart upon seeing the innocent child's condition:
"Now you have made a very grave mistake, demon!
You did not do a good thing by snatching this innocent child's eyes!"
Without wasting an extra second, without taking another breath, Haibat suddenly gripped his massive hammer tightly with both hands.
The heavy veins on both his arms bulged, and the earth's gravity came under his complete control.
A terrifying storm of wind formed, sucking the fire, ash, and dirt into itself.
Now suddenly he spins his hammer round and round and delivers an impactful attack straight onto Huba Huba's skull!
BAMMMMMMMMM!!!
Huba Huba's arrogant scream ruptured mid-air.
The hammer's impact was so horrific, so raw and explosive that the lower jaw of Huba Huba's skull shattered to pieces from that single strike.
That Devil Head's skull went flying through the air like a fired cannonball. Its speed was breaking the sound barrier.
Moving at super speed, shattering every single clay house in the village, Huba Huba is sent flying three miles away.
Tearing through walls like paper, he shot out of the village boundary and crashed miles away into the incredibly deep darkness of the jungle.
As soon as Huba Huba fell miles away, tearing through the sky, Haibat moved from his spot.
He placed his heavy hammer on his back and, despite his colossal body, rushed over to the agonizing child and dropped to his knees.
Omar's breaths were violently ragged.
Blood is continuously flowing from Omar's eyes. With every passing breath, the blood pouring from his empty sockets was turning the scorched earth completely red.
Haibat, a warrior who looked death in the eye, was breaking apart inside seeing the condition of this little life.
Just then, amidst that deathly silence and the stench of burnt flesh, a calm, pure, and life-supporting presence arrived.
The temperature of the air suddenly became cool and soothing.
Just then, a new character, the brilliant healer of the Divine Disciples, Zahira, made her entry.
A warm glow emanated from her golden eyes, capable of piercing the darkness, and her long green hair fluttered in the wind with a divine aura.
Her presence in this destroyed village felt like a final ray of hope.
Haibat looked toward her and shouted loudly, his mountainous voice carrying panic and pain for the very first time:
"Zahira, hurry up!
Regenerate this child's eyes and heal him,
otherwise this child will go blind forever!"
Without wasting a single moment, Zahira immediately ran forward.
She saw Omar's condition, and the color drained from her face. She extended her staff, brimming with golden and green mystic energy.
Zahira is trying her best. Soft healing chants began to echo from her lips into the air.
There was a peace in those chants that could extinguish even fire.
Using her magic with both hands, she placed her glowing green hands hovering right over Omar's blood-soaked, shattered face.
A pure, glowing green healing aura enveloped Omar's torn face.
The magic showed its effect—the bleeding stopped instantly, torn tissues, severed skin, and broken veins rapidly began to stitch together, and the pain went almost numb.
But... despite her efforts, even after using all her power, his eye sockets remained completely empty.
There was only darkness; no new light regenerated there.
Zahira's hands began to tremble violently.
Tears welled up in her golden eyes.
Stepping back, she said in a voice heavy with sorrow and helplessness:
"I don't think it is possible to regenerate his eyes."
Haibat's mind reeled upon hearing this.
This answer was beyond his tolerance.
His golden blonde mustache twitched with rage.
"What do you mean ?!
You heal wounds!
If someone's hand is cut off from their body, even then you can easily heal it!"
Zahira spoke while crying, her tears shimmering in that green aura.
She revealed a bitter, stone-cold truth regarding the rules of magic:
"SIR Haibat, you don't understand,
I can only reattach severed things and heal wounds;
I cannot regenerate someone's lost part again.
If we want to save this child,
we will have to take his eyes back from that demon, only then can his vision return."
(Cut scene: 3 miles away in the dark jungle)
In the incredibly deep, desolate, and terrifying darkness of the jungle, where even a single ray of sunlight hesitated to enter, a horrifying, 20-foot deep crater had formed.
Cut scene: Huba Huba was seeing stars, his eyes were spinning round and round.
The impact of Haibat's hammer was so extreme that half the bone of his demonic skull was cracked.
The entire shape of his skull was brutally distorted.
Spitting dirt, he shook his head in his dizzy and angry comedy tone and muttered:
"What just happened to me right now...
that baldy hit me so hard my brain shook!
I won't spare that bald mosquito!
I will torture him to death and enjoy listening to his every single pain with absolute pleasure!"
Slowly recovering, he looked at his surroundings.
In that part of the jungle, it wasn't the wind, but the chill of death that was blowing.
Huba Huba looks ahead, behind, and all around at the pile of standing corpses.
These were the unfortunate villagers who had burned to ash and charcoal in Jabar's fire.
Their burnt bones, dead flesh, and mangled bodies were piled up like a mountain right above that crater.
Looking at that mountain of death, a creepy plus sarcastic smirk appeared on the face of that torn, demonic skull.
An inhumane conspiracy was taking birth in his hollow brain, one that would break the very laws of nature.
"Now I will show you the power of Huba Huba, the greats of greats hahahahahaa!"
Suddenly, a horrifying and grotesque spectacle began.
Then tentacles sprout from beneath his skull and spread out in all directions.
Those black, rubbery tentacles, filled with unstable dark magic, lunged forward rapidly like venomous, starving snakes.
They violently pierced straight into those hundreds of burnt corpses, breaking bones and tearing through scorched flesh.
Huba Huba roared throughout the jungle, his voice summoning the naked dance of death:
"Now you won't survive hahahahahah!
Your death will be highly entertaining;
I am enjoying it just thinking about it hahahaha!"
Because of his unstable dark magic, both the gravity and physics of that place were completely destroyed.
The body beneath him regenerates;
all the burnt bodies practically collide with each other due to the dark technique, and a new body is regenerated, dark smile .
CRACK.
SQUELCH.
SNAP.
The sounds in the jungle felt like a horrifying nightmare.
Burnt, charcoal-like bones, dead flesh, human blood, and torn skin began to merge together under a dark, grotesque force.
In the blink of an eye, from that pile of hundreds of corpses, a new, incredibly massive, highly muscular lower monster body regenerated!
This was a body made from the very essence of death and pain. Every single muscle of it was a piece of a burnt corpse.
Huba Huba's skull snapped into place right on top of that terrifying, 12-foot tall muscular torso with a violent jerk, and he flashed a frightening dark smile.
Testing his new, colossal strength, Huba Huba stomped the ground with a horrifying force. The chest of the earth split open!
Huba Huba dashes straight with a full range of motion, rushing towards Haibat from the village valley with a jump + dash + rush.
He was tearing through the remaining clay walls of the village houses, shattered trees, and boulders like cotton as he advanced.
At full speed, he had completely transformed into a high-muscle monster-like body from the neck down.
Tearing through the wind, leaving a storm of dirt and fire in his wake, he zoomed past a ruined clay house at super speed.
But right at that moment...
when he was at the absolute peak of his speed, a pure cinematic, slow-motion anime moment occurred.
The moment Huba Huba's storm tore past that house and the dust settled slightly...
right in the last corner of that village, dead center in the darkness,
the shadow (silhouette) of a Man stood in absolute silence. That mysterious shadow stood there as if time itself had frozen.
Without moving an inch, without making a sound of breathing, it simply stared at that monstrous body dashing forward at full speed.
Huba Huba was so blinded by his speed, his new demonic strength, and his rage that he didn't even sense that person's hidden, yet incredibly dangerous presence.
(Cut scene: Back in the village)
Back in the dead center of the village, where Haibat still stood in his stance near Omar and Zahira, the alarm of danger rang.
Haibat suddenly felt the ground's vibrations beneath his heavy metallic boots.
The dirt particles, losing gravity from that heavy pressure and incoming frequency, were bouncing in the air.
Cut scene: Haibat says,
"It feels like someone is coming towards us at double the speed."
There was a cold, combat-ready caution in his voice.
Haibat looked right behind at Zahira and issued a command like a strict general.
With widened eyes, Haibat looks back towards Zahira and says loudly:
"Zahira, go and take this child straight near that house and keep healing him with your protect clover shield!
He must not die!"
Zahira immediately picked up Omar from the ground and sprinted towards the last remaining house at the back, conjuring a glowing green shield from her Clover Relic.
The very next second, accompanied by a terrifying sonic blast and a storm of black smoke, Huba Huba tore through the earth and landed right in front of Haibat with a monstrous entry!
The force of his landing shattered the surrounding ground like glass, forming a crater.
A sickening stench of burnt flesh emanated from his muscles, which were woven from corpses.
In the arrogance of his newfound demonic strength, Huba Huba pounded both his hands on his massive, bone-made chest.
Shifting his tone to something completely dark and mocking, he screamed in a horrifying voice:
"Now watch, baldy, how I turn you into a ghost!"
(sarcastic Plus comedy + dark comedy + angry comedy Huba Huba dark)
The ultimate, most brutal, and earth-shattering clash between an Earth Titan and a Bloodio Demon was now just about to begin...
END OF CHAPTER 7