《Realm Wars》Chapter 10: Battle in the Open Path 4
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BOOM!
At just this moment, a terrifying suffocating dark air enveloped the wind.
Ryu glanced towards Cecily’s direction and saw that the dark elf turned two times his original built. Ryu didn’t waste any more time with Garet and sprinted in Cecily’s direction.
On the other side.
Dozla and Agatha were still at it, battling against Asad while Murok supported from the back.
Dozla coughed blood twice before he swung his broadsword. His body was almost at its limit!
This demon is powerful. Even with our combined strength, we still haven’t defeated it.
In truth, Asad was already giving his all. Facing a mighty great knight and a demon with the same rank, not to mention a mage at the support, he could barely hang in the thread of life and death.
But even with the odds against him, he still wasn’t willing to go back to his Lord empty-handed. At least, I should offer one of their heads to my Lord as compensation.
Agatha speeds up to her maximum. Though it was her fellow race that she was up against, Agatha didn’t feel anything. Demons were vile and sinister creatures, to begin with. Something like comraderies and compassions was foreign to them, even towards their race.
The only thing that could move them was strength and fear.
The dual swords danced in Agatha’s hand. Though it gave the impression that it moved pretty slow, yet in a spec of a second, it arrived in front of Asad.
Facing this strike, Asad felt the murderous aura emanating from it.
“Not good!”
Clang!
Clang!
Asad’s sword, Gawtar, transformed into thousands of dark lights. All this dark lights converged against Agatha’s swords.
Agatha’s attacks were all canceled out by Asad’s sword, but that didn’t deter her the slightest as she swung her dual sword again. This time, dark lights in all directions came charging towards Asad. Though those lights looked soft, it was very sharp, and one hit from her sword strike would cut his limbs clean.
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[Nightmare Waltz]
BANG!
Asad managed to block with his word once more. However, they were countless of them, so at least some managed to land on his body, cutting his left arm and legs, leaving only half of him as he flew back from the impact. His severed limbs were minced into paste from Agatha’s countless sword strikes.
“Shit! That was close,” Asad mused.
In truth, it was Gawtar who saved him just now. With those numerous swords in every direction that could even block the light, Asad couldn’t defend against all of it, and Gawtar took the initiative to block most of it for him.
As Asad flew backward, his limbs regenerated at a terrifyingly fast rate, but his mana was also consumed at a frightening speed.
While Asad’s body was in the air, another blurry white and gold silhouette appeared out of nowhere from his side.
Dozla!
“Die! You vermins!”
Dozla raised his broadsword in the air and was ready to pulverize Asad’s body. His eyes glimmered in exasperation as his mouth curved upwards in victory.
Asad couldn’t defend at this distance, and given that his body was still suspended in the air while his left hand and legs were regenerating, he could only watch as Dozla brought down his sword in slow motion.
But instead of fear, Asad’s lips quirked upwards.
On Cecily’s and Eoi’s battle.
Clang!
Clang!
Cecily managed to deflect the arrows that Eoi released towards her. The other arrows that she couldn’t deflect, she would avoid. Though it appeared easy, every arrow against her sword was like a thunderous lightning bolt rained down at her.
Powerful!
With Eoi’s new appearance, enhancing his strength and speed, he was now a level ahead of Cecily. As she continued to chase Eoi around for close combat, the dark elf, however, continued to retreat, shooting his arrows as he retreated.
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It was a hunt, and Cecily felt irritated. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t shorten the distance between her and the dark elf, even with the help of the Light Step spell.
Just as Cecily blocked another row of arrows with her sword, at the corner of her eyes, a shadow was sprinting towards Dozla’s direction.
Cecily’s eyes rounded in horror and panic. She used half her mana in one go to cast a powerful spell in her arsenal. Her sword glowed in red as flames coiled around it. A mighty roar was heard with one stroke before raging flames burst out –– the blazing flames wrapped around the sword strike forming a phoenix.
Whenever the phoenix passed, the earth scorched black while Eoi’s arrows disintegrated from its heat.
[Roaring Phoenix]
Eoi conjured a defensive spell.
In a matter of seconds, three pentagrams of the same height as him appeared in front of his body. The center being more significant than the rest. All three pentagrams emitted a dark glow as it revolved around and around.
When the phoenix cloaked in flames crashed against the pentagrams, a terrifying sound exploded from the collision.
BOOOOMMMM!!
The earth gave way forming a large crevice to where Eoi was standing. The pentagrams cracked and shattered while the phoenix used up all its force in breaking the pentagrams before it disappeared in the air.
At that moment, when Cecily unleashed the Roaring Phoenix, she didn’t mind the dark elf anymore and charged to where Dozla was, shouting frantically.
“Stop! Kill him!”
Ryu, who was hasting to where Cecily was, halted when he heard her voice. His head turned to where the young woman was running, and his slit irises constricted into slits.
In Dozla’s location.
Dozla charged Asad who was in midair and was about to land the killing blow.
But just at this moment, another variable came into play.
Garet, who was still alive, had brazenly appeared out of nowhere and flung his ax towards Dozla’s direction.
“NOOO!!”
At the sound of Cecily’s agonizing scream, Ryu felt that his soul was bursting. He felt Cecily was feeling, and before he could react, he sprinted towards Garet with all his speed.
But even with all of Ryu’s incredible speed, he still didn’t make it in time to stop Garet’s ax.
At the exact moment that Garet swung his ax, Ryu tackled him to the side, and both of them rolled on the ground, crashing some more before Garet retreated at high speed.
Garet’s ax twirled in the air, producing screeching sounds as its sharp edge glint under the sky.
Dozla was focused on Asad, but at the sound of Cecily’s cry, he glanced to his left. All Dozla saw were flashes of light before everything stopped.
It happened so fast that neither side had a chance to react.
THUD!
The ragging ax struck the ground, blood dripping from its sharp blades.
Together with the loud thud, Dozla’s body kneeled on the ground. After a few seconds, his head fell from his neck as it rolled on the dirt, spewing blood everywhere. His eyes were opened, bulging, didn’t know what just happened. While the clean sliced from his neck was still fresh, his flesh spasmed before his body slumped on the dirt.
Dozla was dead.
At the deafening silence, Garet’s maniacal voice rung sharp.
“Kyakyakyakyak! I did it! I did it! How’s that ya’ royal pile of shit?!”
Garet laughed crazily.
But soon, he felt that something was stinging and hurting in his lower regions. His round eyes slipped downwards.
AAARGHH!!
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