Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 967: Her Bortherʼs Dark Secret

Inside the Rylon church, down the hallway in one of the secluded rooms where the core members could have time to themselves for changing or praying as well as other activities, Safa had entered the room following a single member.

She didnʼt quite trust that Simyon or Liam would be able to keep someone alive for questioning, so she decided to take it into her own hands and saw the perfect opportunity. When she had been caught stopping the door from closing, she never expected to hear words come out from the Rygon religion memberʼs mouth.

”Safa!” the man said, startled, a bead of sweat dripping down his face as his eyes stared at the spear in her hand.

Using her foot, she reached out and closed the door before asking her own question.

”How... how do you know that name, how do you know my name?” Safa said, making sure the tip of the spear was pointed at the Rylon religion member. She was well aware of what they were capable of, so she wanted to have his hands up where she could see them.

”Of course I know you,” the man said with a smile, and gulped down his saliva to the point his Adamʼs apple was quite prominent when sticking out. ”I know you because of your brother; he would often talk about you.”

”You look just as he said you did—a silent beauty with long black silky hair. The two of you also have a similar resemblance.”

If it was any other person, or any other time, Safa might have let her guard down and dropped her spear slightly, but she knew fully what these people did, what they were capable of doing.

She then decided that it wasnʼt time to be playing games and shoved the spear right through the manʼs shoulder.

”Ahh!” the man screamed.

”Shut up, or the next one goes through your head!” Safa claimed, which made the man instantly shut up.

”I know you Rylon religion members, what you do, and the strange magic you use. Why do you think Iʼm even here in the first place,” Safa said. ”Right now, I want to know, how do you know my brother, how were the two of you close.”

”If you donʼt tell me, I will make your death as painful as possible.” At that moment, the tip of the spear lit up, and the wound was seen healing on his shoulder. The skin scabbing over and from the naked eye real progress was made.

Yet, Safa turned the spear and dug it in deeper, causing the same pain to vibrate through his body again. Healing him, and doing the same damage over and over.

”Alright, alright!” the man said. ”But you have to promise to let me go if I tell you anything.” Safa was ready to turn the spear once again at that answer, until the man started to speak.

”The Rylon religion picked him up and brought him from the streets,” the man explained. ”Raze said he was a runaway from his family, so we decided to look after him and in turn we got close to each other-thatʼs how I know about him.”

Safa then twisted the spear and shoved it through; now the point could be seen on the other side of his body.

”Why were our parents killed, what is all of this that he was involved in!” Safa asked.

”After bringing in your brother, he became part of our religion, part of our goal, and became a dedicated member to serve our sun god.”

The answer wasnʼt satisfying to Safa; she wasnʼt sure if this was what she wanted to hear, but she needed to, and wanted him to go on.

”The goal of the Rylon religion is to harvest energy from the realm above-the Divine realm. Through rituals and incantations along with sacrifices, we summon Divine warriors into bodies down below into a host.”

”When a host is forced from the realm above they are usually weak but their energy is strong. We then harvest the energy from the host and pass it on to our sun god.”

It looked like Safa was ready to turn the spear again, and the man could tell she was getting impatient.

”Your brother, he agreed to become a host in the end, he agreed to use your family as sacrifices, but I donʼt know what happened, whether he got cold feet or changed his mind, because you are still alive.”

”The ritual, it must have ended with failure with everything that happened.”

Safa thought about it; the attachment that was currently on Raze, was that a Divine being? Was that something that came from the realm above that attached to her brotherʼs body? Was The then going to go back to the church?

Or was it that the ritual had failed, and in turn rather than a Divine being taking over her brotherʼs body, instead, the current Raze from Alterian had done so?

With it all though, she couldnʼt imagine it, her older brother doing that?

”You tricked him, you tricked him into doing it, you sick people!” Safa shouted.

”No, we didnʼt trick him!” the man pleaded. ”We informed him of what needed to be done, we informed him of it all. He agreed to help us if we completed his request; for just a month he wanted to live a life of luxury.”

”A life where he could eat what he wished and not go hungry, a life where he could buy any items on the streets that he wanted, and not worry about where the next coin would come from.”

”We provided it for him, and he decided to be fully committed to the goal of our religion as a host!”

”Shut up, shut up, shut up!” Safa said as she pulled her spear out and then shoved it right through the manʼs head, killing him on the spot.

Was this the truth she sought? That her brother had given up her familyʼs lives, and everyone else just for that? Was that all their lives were worth to her brother, who she saw in a good

light?

ʼWhy Raze... why am I the only one left alive?ʼ

The sound of the door creaking was heard, and Anna, along with the others, had entered from behind. They saw Safa turning her head to look at them with tears falling down her eyes.