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“Here,” Erin said as she handed Amyra a greatsword she had constructed with Bespoke.
“Are you sure, m’lady?” Amyra questioned, though she accepted the greatsword regardless.
“The ensuing battle will be disorderly. I need no concentration, just conviction and vigour.”
“Here they come!” Nivia shouted.
The three clothed figures lunged at Erin and her companions, their weapons drawn and raised. The one who lost their sickle had recovered the chain, forgoing the sickle-head under Amyra’s foot. It was melted into an unrecognisable state due to Amyra’s Fire Magic.
The dual wielder swung its swords and sent out a small wave of Aura Shots. Nivia released an arrow, imbued with Wind Magic, and the arrow struck down the Aura Shots in a single trip. The arrow exploded into thousands of tiny splinters after it was exhausted of its durability.
The chain user attacked next. Its titular weapon swerved and weaved around the battlefield, avoiding Nivia’s attempt at stopping it with her arrows. Amyra tried cutting the chain down but it veered around Amyra’s swing and went straight for Erin behind her.
As Erin prepared to retaliate, Aera moved in front of her. The chain struck Aera but it only touched the fiery aura around her. The chain bounced right off of Aera’s translucent blazing protection. Before Amyra could seize the chance and cut the chain off for god, the entire length of the chain was back in the clothed figure’s hands in the blink of an eye.
Amyra tutted. “Shadow Viper Art,” she grumbled. “An evolution of the combat art, Chain Mastery.”
Nivia’s brows were raised. “An evolved ability? Those three must not be mere disposable foot soldiers of the Covenant then.”
“These ones certainly are different from the ignorant thralls we faced before.”Ne/w novel chapters are published at novelhall.com
“Irrelevant,” Erin said and threw herself right at her enemies.
“Erin, what are you doing!?” Nivia yelled.
“How reckless,” Ruyo remarked under his breath. His hand gripped his sword’s handle tight. But before he could draw it, hundreds of lightning bolts rained down on him from Erin.
The three clothed figures moved in front of Ruyo. They thrust their palms forwards and a large incantation circle appeared before their open palms. A large torrent of dark energy was unleashed from the magic circle. The beam ploughed right through the Lightning Barrage but Erin split the beam apart and erased it with a single slash.
“Now I can see why Marduk contributed so much of his resources into counteracting your abilities.”
Erin’s slash didn’t end with just obliterating the beam. It destroyed the incantation circle too and it continued travelling towards the clothed figures. The three didn’t hesitate or dither in their decision. They leapt out of the way as Erin’s slash carved deep into the ground where they had stood just seconds ago.
When Ruyo saw the destruction from that single slash alone, he felt bitter. He might have won when it came to a clash of swords but if it was a no-holds-barred, it was clear who the victor was and how quickly the fight would have ended. He was never her opponent. He thought it would be a close fight even if she didn’t hold back but he was wrong, terribly so.
“This battle is my loss,” Ruyo muttered. “But the war is still undecided. All in.”
Erin grunted and undid the conjuration of her spell sword. She was free but it wasn’t stopping Ruyo’s claws that were coming for her. She cast an intense gaze on Ruyo’s approaching claws and used the most recent spell he acquired under Spatial Magic, Absorb. It was the most mentally tasking spell yet. She used it for only a second but she immediately stopped.
Though it was only a second, it was enough to sever Ruyo’s claws from his arm. More precisely, she absorbed his wrist.
Ruyo had stopped feeling the pain once he had used his Demoid powers, so he didn’t cry out or shout in agony over the loss of his hand. Still, it was a very unsettling sight to him. Unsettling it was, he didn’t falter. He lashed out his Demonic blade at Erin.
But Erin obliterated Ruyo’s blade once more with a single swing of her sword. Before Ruyo could hop away to retreat, Erin closed the remaining gap between them with Lightning Rush and sliced him apart from the right shoulder to the left waist before he could show her his next Demoid trick.
Erin didn’t stop there. She brought her sword around and bisected Ruyo from the head to the balls. She then spun around and cleaved him in half through the waist. She continued carving, slicing, and dicing him up a dozen times before she finally relented.
[Experience gained +60% - Level Progression: 130%]
[Erynthea: Level 58 increased to Level 59]
[Skill Points gained +2 | 4]
[Ability Points gained +2| 8]
[Level Progression: 30%]
Erin heaved a huge sigh of relief but he didn’t let her guard down just yet. Be that as it may, she was nearing her limits. This was the longest she had ever used Lust and Mystic Blade. After she heard the notification, she deactivated Lust and Mystic Blade. Her whole body instantly felt like its weight had tripled. Her breath was sparse and ragged.
Once the adrenaline of her battle lust subsided, her carnal lust would take over. But before that, she needed to deal with the remnants first. She was sure the remaining two puppet golems wouldn’t be as strong as Ruyo but they would still at least pose some challenge, especially now that she was running on fumes.
“Speaking of which... where is everyone?”
Erin looked around and found that her companions and the two puppet golems were nowhere to be found. She used Life Sense and immediately found a hint of life from underneath a wreckage nearby. It was the carriage which Ruyo rode here. The bicorn was nowhere to be found and the reins had snapped. She quickly cleared away the wreckage and discovered a coffin-like crate buried underneath. It was slightly dented but not too severe of damage.
Erin opened the lid and found the unconscious viceroy inside. There were bruises all over his body but he was not drastically harmed or wounded. She was mildly surprised that the viceroy stayed unconscious throughout the commotion. She appraised him and was relieved over the results. He was in a magically-induced coma.
“Everything worked out well in the end,” Erin muttered to herself. She was glad. Not because the viceroy was safe but of the fact that she didn’t need to go out of her way to save him. “Thank the gods... Well, I suppose I should be thanking you, Nyx.”
Erin half-expected Nyx to respond but her Divine Guardian didn’t.
“Alright, this son of a bitch is fine,” Erin mused and put the lid back on, closing the crate. She lightly kicked at the crate with a sneer. “Now, where are the others?”
Just as Erin was about to search for them using her skills, a pillar of fire was erected from afar, around three hundred yards away, behind a small pile of debris.
“Hmm, thanks for the assistance, Amyra.” Erin chuckled to herself.