CHAPTER 389: MO NING (2/2)
As they said, a deathmatch was sacred. The moment both sides were confirmed, all the spectators would automatically back away and give them space to fight. The five Overlords were the same as well, backing all the way back three hundred meters in a circle. Mo Ning then stamped on the ground a couple of times then puffed out a cloud of black smoke. Even though she was clearly a creature of fire, the look she gave me now was ice cold.
Then, like a pair of conjoined twins, the corporeal and incorporeal Nightmare Steeds rose into the air in a spiral and gazed down upon our makeshift battle arena. “Let the battle of life and death commence!”
‘Life and death? Shouldn’t it be till one side loses? Hey, did you use the wrong words here?! What’s the point of making us fight to the death in the first place?!’
Unlike me who was clearly overwhelmed by his first deathmatch, Mo Ning had already taken up a battle stance. The moment that declaration was made, she galloped towards me at full speed!
Her charge was like a bolt of lightning. Before I could even react to her attacking, I already felt the wind being knocked out of my chest as I was sent flying away against my will.
My first thought was pain. A strong urge to spit out blood overwhelmed me, but that soon passed. However, the sight of me sprawled on the ground was still rather embarrassing.
‘Hmmm. My body seemed to seize up the moment I received serious damage. Luckily, my regeneration powers are a lot stronger now since I became a Fallen Angel.’ It didn’t take long at all before I was up on my feet and flying in the air with a beat of my purple wings.
Shadow Demon Guardian!
The moment I escaped from the ground’s embrace, I activated my Shadow Demon Guardian. My shadow instantly transformed into a shadowy demon that flew off towards Mo Ning. Its arms stretched out into a couple of razor sharp scythes that mercilessly closed in on her.
Purgatory Warhorses did not have the ability to fly. Neither did they have the ability to walk on air like the Nightmare Steeds so staying in the air was the safest bet. As long as I kept harassing her with my Shadow Demon Guardian’s uniquely relentless style of attacking, my odds of winning were big.
However, just as I thought I had a surefire, albeit shameless, way of winning, she mercilessly crushed my dreams with a simple step into the air. That’s right, she was in the air!
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Mo Ning ignored the Shadow Demon’s attacks entirely with a leap upwards, and in a burst of flames and hooves, blasted herself up towards the heavens!
‘Coach, I want to report a cheater! That horse over there clearly isn’t respecting the rules!’
The sight of her taking to the air like that truly frightened me for a second. Thankfully, my heart was made of sterner stuff than that. I immediately recovered from the shock and furiously beat my wings to try and distance myself from her. As I did that, I fired a volley of mana feathers.
Faced with a blanket of magical feathers flying straight for her, who would have ever thought that Mo Ning would display an even greater display of agility than on land. As a landbound creature, she seemed to have no respect for the air at all as she continued galloping upwards as if she was on solid ground, all the while dodging the feathers she could and spitting fire at those she couldn’t.
Still, while her display was truly impressive, a small percentage of the mana feathers managed to hit her. However, at the same time as those feathers struck her, a red shield appeared to block them.
No wonder she was the strongest amongst the younger generation. And no wonder that Nightmare Steed dared to issue a deathmatch despite knowing that I had wings to fly. He already knew that I couldn’t do much against Mo Ning.
‘This won’t do at all, I need to retake the initiative. Since you like flying so much, how about I take that away from you then.’
I placed both my hands above my chest, left and right palms facing each other as I locked my fingers together except for my thumbs. Mana began gathering in both of them, and as I pulled them apart, a corporeal black string could be seen forming. By the time my hands were at their furthest apart, a centimeter thick whip formed of the darkness had appeared in my left hand. As it wrapped around my wrist, the rest of its black body hung downwards a full twenty meters or more.
The reason why it wasn’t covered in Nether Flames was because I didn’t want to kill her. In its current strengthened form, this darkness whip should be more than enough.
Swish!
The darkness whipped lashed out at Mo Ning but she swiftly dodged it in another burst of fiery hooves. Yet the darkness whip continued snaking after her relentlessly. Ever since I gained the ability to impart consciousness, my magical attacks had become more unpredictable. What I did just now was a simple lash, devoid of any method or technique. However, that whip didn’t require any input from me at all as it automatically raced after Mo Ning.
Like an animal in a circus, she was made to jump through the fiery hoop that was my lashing whip as she endlessly tried to shake it off. As that happened, I distanced myself from her, all the while peppering her with attacks in a bid to strike her back down onto the ground.