Chapter 177: Individual Battles (1/2)

With the advantage of speed on her side, Habona was able to run circles around her opponent and while she wasn’t able to defeat it quickly, it was only a matter of time before she wore it down.

As per my instructions, Numila, Eugenia and Elena engaged the two five-stars from mid air by tossing their magicks at them. Though their spells weren’t able to inflict much damage or even break through their skeletal exterior for that matter, they were at least able to attract the attention of the titans.

Turning their empty eye sockets onto those pesky harpy witches, the lumbering titans chased after the three, arms wildly swinging about in a bid to swat these annoyances. Naturally, their attacks were useless against the highly mobile harpies. Thus, they were slowly but surely lured away from their undead brethren.

Seeing that scene play out before my eyes, it almost reminded me of someone chasing after a bunch of flies… ‘Oh…err…calling them flies would be rather rude. Those sisters were rather fetching after all…’

There were only two four-star titans in total and one of them was assigned to the medusa sisters, Manasha and Majosha. Using their snakes, they were quickly able to grab the attention of these mindless undead with a few acid spits.

For the most part, the spits didn’t deal much damage to the titans but despite that, the titans blindly chased after the medusas simply because they attacked them. I guess this was only to be expected since most undead below the level of seven-stars had no mind of their own. Had it been anyone else who fought the medusas, they would’ve instantly realized that this was a ploy to lure them away.

While they had no legs to run with, their speed didn’t suffer much because of that. Slithering in an S motion, their speed was a notch faster than the titan skeletons chasing them. In such a way, they continued kiting the titans around the massive arena and while they weren’t able to damage the titans, the act of distracting alone was advantageous enough.

On the side of the lizardmen, Westley and Weslin weren’t the only four-stars that came along for this final assault, there were at least six other four-star leaders. Not too long ago, they swore loyalty to Westley and given that Westley, in turn, was a willing subject of Habona, these lizardmen ended up being a powerful yet trustworthy force for us.

With one more titan up for the taking, Westley led his sister and the six other leaders in a brave charge against the colossal skeleton.

Because the lizardman race possessed no magical abilities, they could only call themselves the draconic race rather than an actual dragon. However, each and everyone of them had astonishing physical abilities to make up for this defect, abilities that wouldn’t balk in the face of these titans.

Diving head first, the first thing these magic-less lizardmen did was rush the titan and topple it with a powerful combined collision. Yet just as I thought that the battle was decided, the titan violently jerked its body and without any warning, flipped over onto two lizardmen who couldn’t escape in time.

Thankfully, their draconic bloodline afforded the lizardmen an astonishingly thick hide that, even after being squashed by a titan, allowed them to crawl out from underneath nearly unscathed.

With no losses to speak of, the eight lizardmen, under the leadership of Westley, climbed onto the fallen black iron titan and tried to dismantle the skeleton with their brute strength.

As for the remaining four-star skeleton titans, the tallest among them, the seven meters tall one, mostly likely had the power of a four-star while the other three were at most three-stars. Thus, I had the the three of them lumped together in my considerations.

“Mo En, I want you to distract that seven meters tall titan with two other four-star dogmen. Mo Xixidi and Harlow, you guys will handle one each with the remaining four-star ratmen. As for the last titan, leave that to me.”

Having said all that, Mo En wasn’t particularly receptive to my commands at first but thankfully, his wife Julia was here to save the day. Twisting him by his ears, she used her own brand of loving to make him submit. As for Mo Xixidi…

Lips smiling but eyes cold, I threw out the most effective weapon I had against this glutton of a devil: “If you refuse my orders, I will limit your rations.”

Being the potato that he was, his brain couldn’t process the meaning behind my words. Face scrunched up in confusion as he scratched his head, he asked: “Didn’t you already limit it?”

“What I mean to say is that if you don’t listen to my orders, it will be limited even more.”

“…okay…I’ll listen to you.” With my threat finally taking effect, he tossed the meat he had in his hands right into his mouth, swallowing it in an instant, and patted his hands while striking up a confident pose: “Speak then, who am I fighting?”

“Just that.” I pointed at the five meter tall skeleton and smiled: “I’m not asking for much, just restrain him and prevent him from attacking anyone else other than you and the rodents assigned to you.”

“What if it doesn’t attack us.”

“Then I’ll dock your rations.”

“…drat…”

Throwing a pitiful look at Julia, he attempted a last ditch effort at garnering her support. Too bad for him, Julia was my staunch supporter and merely brushed him off with a cold snort: “If you can’t even finish our Highness’ task, I think you should lose some weight as well.”

“…” Raising his head into the air, he started to shed tears of pain as he yelled: “Damned undead, time to die!”