Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel - Chapter 318

Chapter 318: Ending the war with a Hybrid
The godchild gave birth to a dead child.

However, godchildren were very unique.

It is said that if they listened really well, they could even hear the whispers in the thoughts of the gods.

As they could hear those whispers, so could the gods there’s.

It is a known fact that there is no connection in the world like that between a mother and her child, and thus, no loss more painful.

In her tears, this godchild tore out runes that had been carved on her own skin by the gods themselves.

These were runes that she had been born with.

Amongst all, she tore out the blue rune of hope and nailed it using her aura and blood right on the child’s chest.

With a lot plea, her painful cry went to the gods through the blue rune of hope.

Even the gods could not refuse such painful sacrifice and tears. After all, pain was a proof of love like no other.

The blue rune glowed and life was restored to the child.

However, in the fulfillment of hope, something else was born.

The blue rune mutated before her’s and Utah’s very eyes, and a child unlike no other ever seen within the seven tribes was born into the world.

In him, for the first time in forever, two forms of aura energy found peace.

One eye glowed violet with the gift of peace and healing, and the other was blood red, carrying the purest form of rage.

This child carried his mother’s pain and rage against a cruel world that had taken her child from her, and yet his father’s unconditional gift of peace and healing to the world.

This was the birth of a hybrid. The first hybrid of his kind.

Such a thing should not have happened.

Discord of all types had already been born because of the mother, and further fueled because of her womb.

It would be foolishness to believe that if knowledge of this child were to be revealed, a lot more choas would not ensure.

For this reason, mother and child had to part ways.

The godchild returned to her people and Utah, son of a chief, half broken from loosing his cultivation because of the battle with his brother fled with the new born child.

For years, he had been thought of as being dead.

However, he had actually returned to his tribe.

However, he remained in a very remote village of the tribe.

As the years went by, the cultivation injury he had gotten became worse, and even affected his physical appearance, as his own aura became poisonous to him, aging him very fast.

Utah, told his son this story, and in that moment, Mani stared at him both speechless and in obvious disbelief.

After all, how could he believe such a thing.

However, his father took his hand and placed it on his chest.

In closing his eyes, he flashed back to the subtle smiles of his long missed lover, and then he activated his aura.

Behold, there it was. The mutated blue of hope.

Mani could not believe this. Quickly, he stood up from the bed.

He staggered a little as he was still recovering some of his strength.

However, he quickly got his footing together.

“Are you saying that, I am that child? That my mother is alive?” He asked doubting himself of his own words.

Utah the old man nodded.

“In fact, your mother is not just alive. Right now, she resides within the Rubrum tribe. I learnt about you from her very lips,” as Barbara spoke, she approached him.

Barbara was a head taller than him. With the shock of the news he had just heard and her towering figure, it was an intimidating sight for her to approach him the ways she did.

Mani backed away steadily, his face carried evidence that it was difficult for him to process all this.

However, more was yet to come.

Barbara advanced further until she had him against the wall.

“You, Mani, Hybrid of two tribes are destined for great things.”

As she spoke, Abel materialized behind her.

In his hand was the Mirror egg.

With her eyes still focused on Mani, she stretched and took the egg.

She brought it before Mani’s eyes.

“We have hurt and pained at the hands of the Vandora kingdom for a very long time. You, today saw what they were capable of. Killing, innocents: mothers, fathers, children all because of our vasma steel ore. These idiots even came here to play.”

Mani’s eyes was subconsciously drawn to the mirror egg in her hands.

“What… What is that?”

“This, my dear, is the reason you, that old man and the rest of your village still breathes. If not, even with how special you are, you all would have been dead by now. It is the Mirror egg and it is the key to winning the war.”

The moment she said that, Mani suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Neely only a few days ago.

She had told him about a dream where he held the key to ending the war in his hands, and Mani also remembered the reply he had given her.

He had agreed to pick her over the rest of the world.

Barbara turned to him. “This device can destroy that stupid divine ability that lets the Vandora army see into the future. However, there is a fault with it. It can only be activated in close proximity to the enemy. Anyone that gets close enough can die. But not you! Not with what I have seen today. You can take shots again and again, and still recover. With you in the battlefield, we will win the war. And win it for good this time. We will push them back all the way to their capital city of Kandal. And they will never be able to hurt us again.”

Mani could not believe what he had just heard…