Reborn: Apocalypse Ready. War Goddess by My Side novel Chapter 267

Chapter 267 A Debt Paid in Blood

When Hugo saw the blood red blur intereept the dart, his pupils dilated in pure disbelief.

How was that possible?

He was barely 15 feet from Alan’s back.

Theodore threw his body between Alan and the dart.

The projectile struck Theodore’s right chest and detonated on impact.

In that split second, Alan whipped around.

His pupils trembled. Grief crashed over him.

He screamed.

Theodore’s right chest, right shoulder, and right arm had simply ceased to exist.

What remained of his body, shattered and broken, crumpled onto Alan.

Theodore’s face was a ruin of torn flesh and scorched bone.

A faint thread of consciousness still flickered behind his eyes.

His eyes were bloodshot, his sockets glistening, his entire body trembling.

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When Alan had first learned that Theodore’s mistakes had gotten everyone killed, he’d wanted to kill the man himself.

But in the end, what Theodore had done was never intentional. And everything he’d done since–his actions today–proved beyond any doubt how deeply the guilt had consumed him. He’d given up on living a long time ago.

But watching Theodore actually die like this, Alan felt grief tear through him like a physical wound.

In the haze of that moment, memories surfaced–of the two of them back when things were good. Even when they’d been competing for Yvonne’s heart, they’d never truly hated each other. They’d always been brothers.

When Theodore had seen the fabricated images, he’d chosen to step aside. That single act said everything.

But it was all gone now. Their teammates, the woman they’d both loved–everyone was dead.

All of them.

Gone.

And now it was happening again. One by one, people were falling right in front of him.

Alan knelt on the ground, drowning in a grief only he could fathom.

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Chapter 267 Debt Paid in Blood

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Blood poured from Theodore’s mouth.

His eyes were locked on Alan, unblinking, desperate.

“A–avenge… avenge…”

The blood came faster.

Theodore never finished the sentence. Avenge them all.

In the final instant before death, something like relief crossed Theodore’s shattered face.

Living had been agony.

Let him go to the other side and make amends.

In the fading light behind his eyes, he thought he saw them–all of them, waving him over. And at the very front, a girl with a smile as bright as wildflowers in spring, beckoning him home.

Theodore went still.

Alan’s aura erupted like a volcano.

“You’re all dead! Every last one of you!”

“All of you!”

Hugo and Lars converged, backs together.

Every hair on their bodies was standing on end. This was enough.

They needed to retreat. Now.

This man was about to lose his mind entirely.

They exchanged a single look, and all hesitation vanished.

Alan’s head snapped up, and his killing intent pierced the sky.

Back to Steven’s side.

Steven had gone completely berserk. Under Scorchblood Ignition, his body radiated white vapor instinctively repelled the beasts around him.

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What killed him was the unfairness. Why did everyone have to die?

Steven was a blazing inferno, a god of slaughter wreathed in flame. The white vapor radiating from his body pushed the nearby beasts back.

He exploded to maximum speed.

One hand ripped the spear free and shattered the wolf’s skull. The other hand wrenched Mason out of its jaws and hurled him toward the safehouse.

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The safehouse.

Of course.

Steven went completely feral, carving his way toward the next teammate.

Windfire Skyfall!

A roar, and he cleared an entire section.

He grabbed Louie–seconds from being trampled to death–and launched him toward the safehouse.

Steven bellowed, “Get to the safehouse!”

He was a hurricane. He reached Darlene and threw her in.

Then Nicole. Then Theo. One after another, hurled into the safehouse.

Everyone was stunned.

Steven screamed, “Get inside!”

Tears streamed down every face.

Steven reached Peter.

He seized him by the shoulder.

Peter was in a daze, shell–shocked.

“What are you doing?!”

“Move!” Steven roared.