Femdom Island

Chapter 238 The new humans

He began hearing faint whispers and caught glimpses of flickering shadows dancing above him, from branch to branch and it warned him of the danger they are facing.

Curiosity and wariness mingled in Nikol's mind as he looked up, his gaze piercing through the thick canopy. His eyes widened with astonishment as he beheld the shadow figures gliding gracefully amidst the leaves. These shadow beings appeared as if suspended in time, their movements are both captivating and mysterious.

Quickly regaining his composure, Nikol realized the potential danger that these unseen invaders might pose in a disadvantageous place like this where they are surrounded by the trees. With a commanding voice, he called out to his comrades, "Be on guard! Our path is not only lined with the perils of the forest floor but also above our very heads. The shadows that dance upon the branches hold secrets we must uncover!"

His words echoed through the troops, their attention now fully focused on the mysterious threat lurking overhead. The soldiers and girls exchanged glances, their expressions reflecting both trepidation and determination.

One brave warrior from the human race, stepped forward, her eyes reflecting the fire of battle. "What do you suggest, Saviour? How shall we face these enigmatic shadows?"

Nikol, his mind sharpened by the extraordinary senses he possessed, surveyed the surroundings. With a flicker of inspiration, he replied, "We must move with caution, maintaining our formation and remaining vigilant at all times. These shadows may be but a prelude to a hidden adversary. Keep your senses sharp, and trust in your training. Together, we shall unveil the truth behind these haunting apparitions."

The soldiers nodded in unison, their resolve renewed. With Nikol at the helm, they ventured deeper into the ancient forest, their eyes keenly attuned to the secrets that lay overhead. The eerie dance of shadows accompanied them, serving as a constant reminder of the unseen danger that lay hidden within the leafy canopy.

He knew engaging them in a place where they can easily hide would be disadvantageous, so he decided to proceed and find a place, where he can easily see and hide from the airborne attacks, but it really confused him why they didn't attack when the time and aim is so convenient.

"Are they just observing us? What are they even doing?" Nikol asked himself while proceeding through the forest.

As the forest thickened, Nikol's keen senses guided him towards a clearing—a place where the balance between visibility and concealment was optimal. With a silent gesture, he commanded his troops to halt, their gazes fixed upon their surroundings.

The soldiers stood in a defensive formation, their weapons poised, ready to strike at a moment's notice.

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A young warrior, from the sea king race, stepped forward, her eyes filled with both curiosity and concern. "Saviour Nikol, what is your plan? We are at the precipice of discovering the truth, but the shadows remain hiding. How shall we proceed?"

Nikol turned to Aria, his expression grave yet resolute. "Patience, girls. We must observe and gather more information. These shadows have yet to reveal their intentions. We shall remain vigilant and wait for the opportune moment to strike."

The forest fell into an anticipatory silence, broken only by the soft rustling of leaves and the gentle sway of branches. Time seemed to stretch, each passing second laden with uncertainty. And then, as if in response to their unwavering patience, the air around them grew heavy with electrifying energy, which Nikol felt a familiar feeling from.

Suddenly, the shadows converged upon a single spot in the clearing, coalescing into a tangible form. A figure emerged, their presence emanating an aura of otherworldly power.

It was a being adorned with ethereal armour, a true embodiment of the Jormungand's hidden enchantment and powers.

"Who are you?" Looking at the person in front of Nikol questioned, but he knew looking at them, they must be the new underlings of Jormungands, after all, he had one of them in hollowatch under his tight watch.

The strange human-looking being regarded Nikol with piercing eyes and more people joined him, their voices carrying an unexplainable tone, they started to talk.

"One who carries the power to challenge the great creator," It was a strange accent even for a human, as it sounded more like a monster growling. "Surrender yourself to the great creator and we won't have to-"

One of them tried to negotiate, at least somewhat, but on the other hand, the remaining members took their weapons, which Nikol had no idea where they got these weapons from and tried to attack Nikol without even waiting for their other members to finish talking.

"Stop your foolishness, don't you remember, he told us not to talk with anyone, our job is to kill and we will do that," It was the same person, who Jormungand named that said those words.

His words sounded much more human-like than others, so Nikol wanted to capture him if possible, but he felt great power from this person.

"Girls, deal with the others, I will take this main guy, who looks like he knows something more than the others," Nikol pointed and said those words, as he knew there are no arguing with the people, he had no idea how they even existed beside the fact that they evolved from the monsters.

The girls swiftly moved into action, forming a defensive perimeter and engaging their adversaries with precise strikes and nimble manoeuvres.

Meanwhile, Nikol focused his attention on the one who seemed to possess knowledge beyond that of the others. The person identified Jormungand as the great creator, whose words resonated with a semblance of humanity, now stood as the primary target in Nikol's pursuit for answers.

Drawing upon his inner reserves of strength and resolve, Nikol advanced toward his opponent. A surge of power emanated from the individual, an aura that spoke of formidable abilities and untapped potential. Nikol knew that this confrontation would not be an ordinary skirmish, but a clash of forces far beyond the realm of the ordinary.

As Nikol closed the distance, their eyes locked in an intense gaze, each recognizing the gravity of the situation. The air crackled with anticipation, a moment suspended in time.

"You hold knowledge of the great creator, who is it? Is it Jormungand? Where is he?" Nikol asked, his voice steady and determined. "I seek answers, and I demand your cooperation. Will you reveal the secrets you possess, or shall we settle this with blades and bloodshed?"

The person's face twisted with a mix of defiance and uncertainty. "You cannot comprehend the greatness of his power," they retorted, their voice laced with a blend of anger and fear at the same time like all of them were brainwashed to say the same thing. "But if you wish to know, you must take it from my mouth, after all, you're the only one who's going to die here with your little pet girls,"

It said with a cheeky voice, which struck a nerve in Nikol's head.

They needed no more words as the tension peaked on the ground with everyone staring at each other with killing intent.

"Then die with the information you have!" Nikol shouted and the confrontation escalated into a flurry of swift movements and clashing weapons. Nikol, guided by his superior senses and his unwavering resolve, danced through the battlefield, his every strike calculated and precise.

But to an unpleasant surprise, the other party also did the same thing, but instead of copying Nikol's moves this time, it had its own move set which stood up really powerful even for Nikol.

He couldn't use his power to his full potential because of the energy that kept disturbing his own flow of energy, but he had no problems keeping up with the attacks.

As the battle raged on, Nikol's mind raced, seeking an opportunity to capture this elusive individual alive. He yearned to uncover the secrets they held, to grasp the Jormungand's location.

With each clash of weapons and exchange of blows, Nikol's superior senses allowed him to read his opponent's movements with uncanny precision. He manoeuvred with agility and finesse, parrying and countering the attacks of his adversary.

"How annoying! Even with my power, he can still keep up with me, it's all because of this place," Nikol thought as he knew he could easily one-shot this person in front of him without even trying, if he wasn't surrounded by this energy filled place.

The battle intensified, the clash of their weapons echoing through the clearing, as sparks of energy danced around them.

Nikol's mind raced, searching for a strategy that would give him the upper hand.

He also made sure to keep his eyes on the girls, so they won't get killed by anyone, and he was grateful to see them keeping up with these people instead of being a dead weight and this really showed to him, how improved they are after all the training and power-ups they went through.

A wry smile graced Nikol's lips, an unsettling blend of acceptance and defiance. "I got an idea,"

He muttered to himself and looked at his opponent with a smile.