The Master of Uradan

The moment Rohan rushed out of the city, a terrible Aura exploded from behind him. His expression became serious as he used all his energy to get out of here.

A middle-aged man appeared in a street, with an intangible Aura hovering around him.

"You think you can leave freely?" His voice boomed, shaking the whole world with his might.

Rohan's ears buzzed from the shockwave. He was quite a distance away, otherwise, he might have been bleeding from his seven orifices.

He looked over his shoulder, just in time to see the man with dark hair blurring with great speed. His escape wouldn't be that easy.

Rohan channeled his mana and sent it toward his rune. His only goal was to make sure this person couldn't approach him.

But it was nothing more than child play in front of an Advanced Warrior. His wind blade flew toward the man chasing in a straight line, but he didn't take the time to dodge it.

He waved his hand. The moment the wind blade connected to the hand covered with mana, it was easily deflected to the side. The spell touched the ground and left a long scratch.

The speed of the man wasn't inferior to Rohan's, and in fact, it was far above. Rohan kept running through the grassland and headed for a small forest on the horizon.

The distance between the two kept shrinking and suddenly, a great explosion, as if a meteorite had smashed the ground, echoed from behind.

Rohan turned his head and was instantly frightened. He ducked and rolled on the ground, narrowingly evading the grab of the man. With a single use of the skill Charge, he had already caught up with him!

But it was only the start. The man was becoming slightly irritable as his target was too slippery. He once again stomped his foot on the ground, using once again Charge to appear in front of the young boy.

"You will not escape!" His bellows filled Rohan's ears as he desperately leaped back.

An Advanced Warrior didn't have the flaw a Beginner Warrior had. Rohan's mana core was already empty, while the man constantly used Charge to catch him. His speed was already something Rohan couldn't compare, and along with the skills, it was already a miracle Rohan was able to dodge a few times.

While Rohan was escaping the claws of the man, he was doing everything to head to the forest that was now only ten meters away. It was part two of his plan, but he didn't know if he could even reach it.

The man had already tried countless times to grasp his body, but Rohan was doing everything he could to evade it, and even launch a wind blade to occupy him.

One was becoming angrier while the other one was desperate, forming a strange dance. The Intermediate Warriors watching from the city were flabbergasted as they saw Rohan pitifully roll on the ground and jump on the side to escape the man, while this one was insulting him.

They had believed that they would be a deadweight for their strongest warrior, and they had decided to stop running after the young boy. They looked at each other, and after cursing, they ran with all their speed while using Charge to catch up with them.

Rohan finally entered the forest. He felt like he could cry of happiness, but it was only the start. This forest was a tight one, a rare sight on the Barren lands, and the trees were helping Rohan as he darted toward the center of the forest.

Or so he believed. With a loud noise, followed by a loud crack while shards flew all around, a tree behind him was split in two. He watched with horror as the man used his blade recovered with mana to cut off the trees in his path. He was only two meters away from him, and that was a bit too near for Rohan.

The man paved his way while Rohan constantly turned around the trees and bushes to evade his numerous grasp. The only luck he had was that the man wanted to capture him alive, otherwise, his body would already be dead on the ground.

Even so, he was a bit puzzled as he evaded the man's hand for the thousandth time. If he really wanted to catch him, why don't use his Aura or cut off his legs with a mana blade? Was this warrior just stupid?

But now wasn't the time to ponder over useless questions. He rushed inside the forest, and soon, a familiar noise entered his ears. A big smile bloomed as he charged forward and bypassed a tree.

The crushing sound became louder and louder, and soon, the duo approached Rohan's target.

There, a deep rapid digging of the soft soil appeared in front of them. The middle-aged man didn't even glance at it as his eyes were locked on Rohan. The young man suddenly stopped, startling him.

The two men faced each other. Before the Advanced Warrior decided to do anything, Rohan bowed his head.

"Thank you so much for guiding me here. Now I need to go, so, see you later!"

And with those words, he jumped inside the rapid.

The expression of the man immediately changed and used Charge. His hand stretched toward the young man falling inside the deep water. His fingers almost touched his body, but he was too late.

Rohan entered the cold water, his body disappearing inside as the violent water current brought him away.

From the top of the mountain, he had already seen this river probably taking its source from the snow. Since it was underground for a large part, the only place Rohan could reach to jump inside was this forest or further away.

It was the only way to escape he had found. If there were only a few Intermediate Warriors, Rohan was confident enough to keep them away. They would obviously be tired at one point and let him go away, but the appearance of the Advanced Warrior had changed everything.

There was no way he could eternally dodge him. In fact, he had made a mistake. He knew that an Advanced Warrior had a powerful body, but he didn't know to what extent. He was sure of him, this man wasn't trying to catch him, or at least he was trying to do without injuring his body.

But there was no need and no reason for this man to do that. Rohan couldn't understand, but he wasn't in the best place to ponder over something.

The water was washing his body, dragging him away like trash. The violent current was heading toward the northeast, slowly bringing him closer to the other side.

He constantly spun around as he tried to keep his head above the water. Compared to the first time he had plunged inside such a river abusing him, it was much easier. Still, it was far from being comfortable.

He didn't know how much time passed, and after rolling in the water and colliding with countless sharp rocks, he finally reached the shore.

He lay on the ground as his body was soaked in water.