AI Doctor : From Slave to Beast King

Chapter 109: Tower of Helion (2)

"Everyone, this area is dangerous; please stay back." a guard said to the crowd standing in front of the Tower of Helion. He looked at the people who were pushing one another and frowned before raising the transparent orb in front of his mouth.

"This tower is now closed due to some management problems. Please step back!"

"What do you mean by that it is closed off? We came here to pray!"

"Do you even know how long I have travelled to pray to Lord Helion?"

"My daughter is sick! I cannot go back without praying! Please let us in!"

. The guards pushed the crowd back while the crowd pushed the guards back. The situation turned more and more chaotic as the crowd refused to leave.

"Step away," Wistoria said to the men and the women who were pushing the guards. "We need to go inside."

"What are you doing—"

"Hey, we came here first, Lady," a man said to Wistoria, his hand reaching out to pull her back. But —

"AHHH!"

The man screamed and yelled in pain as he stumbled back. He was clutching his wrist that had been dislocated and raised his head to glare at the man who had broken his hands.

"Wha–what do you think—"

"Do not touch, Lady Wistoria," Xavier hissed at the man who had tried to get handy with Wistoria. His eyes flashing with murderous intent as the man backed down.

"Lady Wistoria?"

"Did he say Lady Wistoria?"

"What the—"

Levy looked at the number of corpses that were lying in front of them. Some had lost their heads, some had lost their limbs, and some of the corpses were mutilated to the point that they no longer resembled the human form of a beastman.

Dried-up blood was sticking on the pure white columns and pillars as well as the ground.

"Those bastards!" Levy cursed as he looked at the massacre in front of him. More than fifty guards were killed by those men.

Xavier, on the other hand, took a sniff of the air and muttered, "These are all low-ranked beastmen."

Hearing his response, Levy stiffened and turned to look at Xavier.

"They are dead," he snapped with his eyes filled with disbelief. "How can you say such a thing to them? They lost their, and all you want to say is that they were low-ranking beastmen?"

"That..."

"You are taking his words in the wrong way, Lord Levy," Wistoria turned her head just a degree to the right and said to Levy, "What Xavier wanted to say is that such a heavy and dangerous task was handed to the low-ranked beastman. Was it because they took this case as a light one mistakenly? Or did they deliberately dispatch the weak guards?"

Once she finished speaking, Wistoria headed inside the tower; her fists were clenched tightly as she walked past the corpses of the low-ranked beastmen.

No matter what status they held in society, Wistoria believed that they did not deserve a death as painful as this one.

"Hurry," Xavier glanced at Levy. "Who knows there might be some survivors?" Explore more stories at m,v l'e

Levy pursed his lips. He nodded and chased Wistoria inside the tower of Helion.

"Andres," Wistoria called out to the man who was sitting on the throne in the middle of the praying room. This throne was built for God Helion, but now Andres was sitting on it as if taking himself as the god of this world.

"Ah, lovely to see you, Wistoria," Andres smirked at the woman who was standing at the door of the praying room. "I had a feeling that you would come looking for me. That day, I did notice someone paying quite a lot of attention to me."

"I thought that it was an admirer, but it turned out to be you."