Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene Chapter 130
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With blood trickling down my palms, I bellowed in laughter. Aside from my skin that cracked at my palm, I was perfectly unharmed. A faint dragon's roar could be heard as Dragaonsbane felt my excitement.
While a faint shimmer of darkness could be felt as I eyed the men before me in hunger, every move, every step, every touch, it all leads to my death. I needed to run, but I would not flee. The difference was not that great... I could win...I will emerge victoriously.
"Sem," Lor said with a hollow tone, "WE need to hurry. I need treatment; my back is...I am losing feeling. His blade seems to have some poison on it. I am starting to lose feeling in my legs."
Kicking off forward towards Lor, the weak link Dragonsbane split into hundreds of images. However, all was a trick as my real blade suddenly twisted like a serpent stabbing Sem's defenseless chest.
"EH?" said Sem as he leaped away, touching the shallow gash against his chest. A look of shock could be seen as my smile grew brighter. Suddenly a powerful kick appeared as I raised my arm up, blocking as my bones began to quake.
BOOM!!!
Feeling I was slipping back, I frowned, twisting, allowing the force to be distributed. Pushing true intent into my body, I began dodging like the wind as more killing attacks flashed towards my vitals like an endless storm... Studying the form of Lor and Sem as they attacked together, my skill began to take off. Most people understood wind as speed, but it was so much more. I could feel the air shift allowing me to understand the smallest movement they make, but what gave me a deep edge was the Element of Lightning.
Since we all have electrical charges running through our bodies, it became far too easy to dodge attacks as I could predict their next move with almost one hundred percent accuracy by following the electrical current flowing through their bodies.
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I whispered, putting a name to the technique I am still developing. Using the concepts of wind and Lightning, I could predict the moves of enemies. While it also allows me to perceive all movement within a four hundred meter radius.
This arte didn't really require any qi, but rather mental energy as holding the Elemental Ether down was a tiring ordeal. However, I had trained my mental abilities since birth with my mind palace.
With a flash of thunder, I appeared behind Sem in a ray of black light. My body could not truly be tracked due to my darkness element. Smiling, Dragonsbane suddenly shot forwards deep into his lungs. My goal was not to kill but to wound. Everyone always defends their Vitals with the highest degree possible, but the rest of their body is not so well guarded.
Getting a killing blow was not going to happen. I needed to weaken them down. Sidestepping like a gust of air, I dodged as a spear strike came my way, trying to pierce into my skull. Massive shockwaves began to echo out as we clashed over and over again.
Blood began to drip from their bodies as my hands were starting to turn numb. I finally understand why Lilith said, "If you don't have Dao, you are almost guaranteed to die against a soul bender. The Dao of Heaven is all but within our grasp at birth."
The more I battled, the more this battle became easier. Lowering my head, I swiftly dogged as a spear came towards my head. Taking a step forwards, my knee shot into Lor's stomach just in the spot to destroy the vital energy he was using to keep his spine together.
Smiling at his despair, I watched him dropped like a puppet without a string. However, how could I let my enemies fall so easily? Gripping his head, I tossed Lor into the air before skewering him with Dragonsbane.
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"NOO!!!!" Screamed Sem as he tried to rush at me.
Dodging with minimal effort, I snickered as I played with the little puppet at the end of Dragonsbane. A bitter scream could be heard as he begged, "PLEASE...PLEASE...Just send me to Valhalla."
Bursting into laughter, I eyed crowed with a menacing grin, "Valhalla...you mortals... All of you, how foolish can you be."
"Don't do it," Bellowed Sem as he raised his blade high.
"THOR, GIVE ME YOUR STRENGTH."
Frowning, Sem suddenly vanished as I felt a foot slapped across my face. BLood traced down my lips as I skidded over the floor like a ragged animal. Scrapes and bruises quickly began to build up as I suddenly stopped with blood pouring out of my mouth.
"Huh?!" I voiced, pushing up glaring at sem radiating...Radiating Divinity?
"He is a chosen, One of thors Followers." Said a bystander as they all fell to their knees. Sneering, I laughed as demonic intent began to fill my spear.
"Thor? That Fat bastard?" I yelled, remembering a movie he appeared in
"DIE!!!!" Bellowed Sem as he suddenly appeared in front of me, sword light filling the heavens as his divinity began splitting the very air around me.
With a cold smile, Dragonsbane met head-on as a massive shockwave filled the area. Blood showered my arms as I heard some of my bones beginning to pop. Yet, I didn't stop as Sem, and I traded blows.
His speed did not allow me time to dodge, but I could still clash with him. Feeling my body was not going to last, I sighed, "Looks like the fun is over."
Channeling Soulforce, the air around me shifted; the already thin are suddenly vanished, leaving only a vacuum of my presence. A hollow demonic light could be perceived from me as the scent of sulfur filled my nose. I could hear the screams of hell as my eyes glimmered with sin.
With but a thought that could not be perceived by those around me. Dragonsbane ran through Sem's head, exploding it like a balloon as I appeared behind him, leaving an afterimage of myself standing still. Sneering in disgust, I suddenly slapped his body, turning it into a mist as Divinity filled the air.
Licking the blood from my lips, I felt two powerful souls fill my body as I looked around, "Is this the best Drulan can do? Two warriors at mid-light gate died. One of them was even Thors bitch, is this it. Is this the zenith you mortals can accomplish? Pathetic, I bet a two-cent whore could have given me a better time. At least then I could get off."
Looking at the humiliation, I roared in laughter, taking my leave. My wounds were not serious, and my bones were already beginning to heal. Fading back into the crowd, I vanished, wishing for more battle. I wanted to kill; I wanted to decimate this entire city, not like what I did with Pendragon. No, I wanted to do it personally with Dragonsbane.
"Lilith, hurry, or you may end up missing the blood bath." I mentally said as my crimson eyes began to glimmer with sinful light.
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