The Great Demon System Chapter 250
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Arksha spoke with a smile, his hands out towards the demonic figure ahead.
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A sudden smile appeared on the Shalker's face hearing Avilia speak, her voice a mixture between that of a man and a woman, like he had been waiting for her to speak those exact same words…
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Avilia, who had taken over Moby's body's eyes grew wide in disbelief hearing his words, her mind feeling like it was about to explode from everything, the unimaginable pain, and hatred from Moby's soul leaking into her consciousness, making her already hurting mind hurt even more as she tried to take everything that was spoken to her in…
'Did the angels leak my information and put a bounty on my head? What are my people doing to stop this? Did they also put a bounty on me for my safe return? What in the hell is going on… What is that tablet!? Am I now in constant danger wherever I go!? Am I a magnet for trouble!?'
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Arksha asked with his hands out once more, Avilia's cold glare only increasing the more and more she heard him… He was the one who sullied a paper from the book of resurrection… And he dared boast about it to her? She hated him from the bottom of her heart, just looking at his face made her sick… She was not sure if such hatred stemmed from his arrogance, and shameless disrespect or because he had hurt Moby so bad to the point that she had to use the trump card to take over or else they would have both died...
However, one thing that she was 100% certain of was that such a man was not worthy of even uttering her name let alone claim her as his own…
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Avilia roared with clear resolve and a mixture of anger, something that Arksha thought would happen yet feared at the same time.
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The shalker's tone suddenly turned mellow and rather melancholic, like he was inwardly asking for forgiveness for what he was about to do.
Avilia intently listened to Arksha, trying to suppress all of her emotions from exploding, and spoke something that had been bugging her, one of her possibly 1000s of unanswered questions she wanted to ask.
All he was to her was a big bank of information of the world unknown that she so desperately wanted to know, so in the meantime, as she continues preparing herself, she will try to squeeze out as much information that she possibly could....
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Avilia could not believe her own ears, with sudden hope, yet a hint of unease in her heart as well as flashes of her own soul being ripped out of Moby's body began playing in her mind that was still hurting from Moby's aching soul, yet she needed to push on to get more answers before she lost her chance.
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Of course, Avilia was no traitor, there was no way she could betray Moby's trust. Yet, she still asked the question into baiting him to answer, and if she managed to find where he hid the rest of the papers he possessed, she would be able to do the same thing as well…
*Argg*
Suddenly, Avilia grunted, grasping her heart and head with both of her hands, trying her best to keep eye contact with the enemy despite her body that felt like it was going to explode.
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Suddenly, a dragon-like roar echoed throughout the entire air, blowing a gust of wind in his direction as he saw Moby with cold, predator, beast-like eyes, slashing at him with a burning black katana filled with rage, the injuries that were previously littering his body seemingly nowhere to be found as Avilia had been secretly healing Moby's body with her own magic while she was having her discussions with Arksha without him even noticing in order to prepare for the upcoming fight.
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Arksha spoke with a smile, lifting his finger up, surrounding it with red energy as he easily blocked the incoming attack, which he then followed up with a punch of his own.
The punch was coming in fast, like a train ready to crash straight into him as Moby only barely managed to react by activating his faze skill, causing the shalker's hands to go right through him, which caught him off guard.
As Arksha leaned forward, both of their bodies blended. Moby was literally inside Arksha's body and was able to see all of his organs working from the inside.
When he reached over to crush his heart, it of course didn't work, yet with Moby's beast-like instincts, he decided to try it anyways.
In his current state, he was wasting way too much energy and needed to escape. He had no idea what repercussions deactivating faze was inside something and he couldn't care less in his current state.
But, instead of both of their bodies blending together into a monstrosity, Moby had suddenly teleported above it without it even noticing, allowing a seemingly open strike at his head.
Moby had the urge to scream as he attacked down at him with a black energy, heavily enhanced sword, yet no matter how much he wanted to scream, he was simply not able to as Avilia who was back in his mind was fighting for control once more and couldn't simply watch as he stupidly gave away his location.
Yet, even still… Despite all of her efforts, as Moby slashed down towards the shalker's exposed head, the attack was simply blocked by an arm that suddenly popped out of nowhere, blocking the attack with zero enhancements at all, the shalker looking up at Moby with a smile before punching him in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him, making his eyes go white for a split second before being blown away towards a mountain in the distance, cracking it completely in half from the power exerted.
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At unbelievable speeds, Arksha immediately dashed over towards Moby in the distance, nothing but his cold, glowing purple eyes identifying him in the thick, orange dust.
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