dmims Chapter 171: The calamity 3
Chapter 171: The calamity 3
Damon crossed his arms, shielding his face as the glowing fist of woman shrouded in a dark baleful aura slammed into them. Damon’s body launched backwards, but not before one of his leg snapped up and connected with the underside of the heretic’s jaw.
The heretic shot upwards like a missile, but she was soon put out of her misery by a crimson arc that cut through her neck with a searing hiss.
As soon as Damon skidded to a halt, he threw a glance at Rose who has ended the heretic. Before he could do anything else however, he felt his body go out of his control.
"Holy shit." He deadpanned as his body shot uncontrollably towards a heretic who had one hand outstretched in Damon’s direction, and the other holding a sword pointed at the incoming Damon.
However, just before Damon’s body impaled itself on the heretic’s sword, a sword flashed from behind the heretic. A geyser of blood burst forth as the heretic was split in two from the head, down to the crotch.
Simultaneously, the force acting on Damon ceased, as the heretic’s body fell apart, each to one side, revealing another Damon behind him.
"Did you have to make it this messy, couldn’t you just separate his head from his body?" The Damon who had been drawn asked as splashes of the heretic’s blood bathed his body.
"Hmph!" The other Damon snorted and vanished in a burst of mirages.
"These damn reflections." Damon muttered and tilted his head just in time avoid a sickle that almost brushed against his cheek. With a single swing of his sword, the heretic who has appeared and attacked him had his head fell off his torso, or at least that was what Damon expected.
Damon’s eyes widened.
The heretic grinned behind his carefully laid illusion. Yes, the one Damon’s sword had passed through was an illusion. However, the man’s grin soon faded, his face turned pale as he looked down to see Damon’s mirror like blade entering into his chest.
"H...how?.." he tried to ask but wasn’t given the chance as the sword impaling him was retrieved from his chest. All he saw was the grin on Damon’s face before his head went flying.
What the man didn’t understand was that his illusion trick only worked on the Damon before him, the other Damons could very clearly see through his little illusion. So Damon used the visual input from one of the other reflections nearby to determine where the heretic truly was.
Noticing that Damon had dispatched a few heretics in quick succession, five more jumped towards him, two men and three women.
One of the women clenched her fist, and kept punching in Damon’s direction. Each punch ignited the air and sent scorching fire balls shooting at the fallen prince.
Damon’s body moved as if he was dancing, successfully dodging the lot of the fire balls, until he finally couldn’t dodge one, and had to tank it with the flat side of his sword.
The explosion blew Damon backwards and sent him skidding on his feet. The fire balls Damon has dodged, meanwhile had also exploded against the floor, but left no scorch mark contrary to expectations.
The entire Majestic Castle was made up of Delta ranked material, meaning it could withstand attacks of the Delta rank without getting destroyed. Not only that, the castle was absorbing most of the shockwaves generated in it, if not, it would have long since fallen.
After being blown back by the explosion, Damon spun and retaliated with swirl of his sword.
"Fall."
The furious wind blew away the smoke revealing his figure, after which he followed with another more powerful gale that blew the woman away, sending her flying like a ragdoll. And unfortunately for her, she flew right into Fabian who turned at the last second and caught the back of her neck within his outstretched palm. She disintegrated within seconds.
Meanwhile, the other four engaged Damon, but before they could overwhelm him, a scarlet blur appeared next to him and the four suddenly slowed down to a crawl, giving both Damon and Anastasia more than enough time to cut the four down.
"I didn’t ask for your help." Damon scoffed as Anastasia flickered away. He wasn’t truly complaining, Damon was merely getting back at her for the way she dissed him after blocking the shards of crystals for her.
However, Damon soon froze as he felt a sudden spike in the surroundings. Before he could ascertain what it was or where the feeling was coming from, multiple metal spikes embedded themselves in his body.
Damon had barely made eye contact with the grinning preparator, before he shattered into motes of light.
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With Alistair meanwhile.
The blond woman and Alistair stood on edge, breaking into cold sweat. They had been fighting heretics a few moments ago, when suddenly, a demon with a crown of horns garbed in Sinner robes appeared. The demon destroyed the heretics the two had been fighting almost instantly, and then turned to face the two.
The Zeta ranked aura the demon gave off radiated nothing but malevolence, and the cynical grin the demon had on his face did nothing to help.
Both Alistair and the blond woman could feel it. This was the same heretic who had casted the mind hex on Alistair. His killing intent was almost palpable.
"So, this is the so called Omega ranked prodigy eh?" the heretic cackled. The blond woman’s already tensed face turned grim. She was only a Theta+ ranked aetherial, meaning the heretic was stronger than her by two whole lower ranks. Even still, she steeled her heart.
"Young master, I’ll hold him back for as long as I can." She said to Alistair making the heretic cackle in amusement.
"You think he can escape me? I was specifically ordered to end him. This operation was organized solely for him and a few others. The Dark cult won’t allow specific individuals to keep living, lest they become a headache for us down the drain."
"What?!" Alistair reeled in shock. This whole attack was organized solely for him? How could it be? What was so special about him to warrant such? (Right, dude basically forgot he has an Omega ranked physique.)
"Since you’re going to die anyway, why not make it easy for me?" The demon grinned. "Lord Jin would be very pleased if I were the one to end you, Hahahaha!!"
"Vile heretic!" The blond woman cursed as two beams of water surged towards the heretic at high speed. The heretic merely cackled, twisting on his feet and dodging the attack.
The next moment, the heretic vanished. When he reappeared, one of his hand was firmly gripping the blond woman’s face, as he proceeded to jump up, then brought her slamming down on the ground. After which he dragged her skidding across the ground, before throwing her away like a ragdoll.
This particular heretic had a particularly potent mind attack that could target anyone, so long as the target was within his range. The second ability he gained upon reaching the Zeta rank however, complemented that. He could now put anyone under a mind hex so long as he had seen them before. It didn’t matter where they were.
That was how he had successfully put Alistair under a mind hex even without being close to him.
"Amyra!" Seeing the blond woman thrown away like a ragdoll, Alistair instantly activated his ability and charged at the heretic with his spear. However, just mere inches away from the heretic, Alistair froze once more just like in the beginning of the assault.
The heretic had put Alistair under a mind hex once more. The demon cackled, and shaped his palm in a blade like manner, and thrusted at Alistair’s frozen form, specifically his frozen heart, planning to put him out of his misery right then and there.
"Stop!" A voice roared and the heretic hurriedly abandoned his attack and made a grabbing motion towards the side of his face, successfully stopping the halberd whose tip was inches away from his jugular.
The heretic turned towards Fabian who had thrown the halberd.
"Persistent brats." he hissed, before throwing the hanberd back at Fabian with even stronger force.
The halberd flew at Fabian so fast he felt that he couldn’t dodge it, and could only try to catch it. So he braces himself. However, before the halberd could reach him, a shadow rose before it, and swallowed it whole, the halberd vanished into the shadow.
"Thought you might need some help." Aric muttered as he steeped out of the shadows, holding his weapon in one hand, and Fabian’s spear in the other.
Fabian for all his arrogance, nodded in acknowledgement at Aric as he handed him back his halberd.
Meanwhile, Amyra who was thrown away like a ragdoll, rushed ahead and slashed at the heretic. The demon grinned, swiftly jumping backwards and evading the slash.
But that was exactly what the blond woman wanted. With a tap of her hand on Alistair’s head, she managed to break him out of the mind hex once more.
"You brats are pretty persistent. Here’s my offer, why don’t you join us, and I’ll spare your lives?"
"Dream on." Fabian spatted.
"Very well." The heretic nodded. "Then you all can DIE!!!"
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