CHAPTER 505: A ROCK AND A HARD PLACE (2/2)
“Master…” Jezsere seemed to have understood that I was up to something. She glanced at me worriedly, hands shaking with fear as she hugged our new addition, Ann. She reached out as if to grab me, “Master… be careful…”
She wanted to dissuade me from my rash actions, but the moment the words reached her lips, they transformed into a silent resignation instead.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.” I then turned to address Reyage and Regine. “I need the two of you to look after Jezsere and Jill, try to distance yourselves from this area too.”
“Understood.” Reyage nodded.
While Regine was just as worried as Jezsere was, she did not have much to say to me. She merely nodded and said, “I’ll keep them safe.”
“Geez, I can take good care of myself, I’ll have you know.” Jill pridefully stuck her hands to her hips. “You’re the one who should be careful instead.”
“I don’t plan on dying so easily. And even if I do, I’ll just pull myself back up from Hell again.”
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With them out of the way, it was time for Neneth and Nicole. “The two of you should go with the rest of the team as well. I’ll stay behind to cover our retreat… No. I will stay behind to clean up the mess!”
“Ehh? Sister Mo Na wants to stay behind and handle those monsters by herself?” Neneth’s first reaction was to point at the Dracolich and the Undead in shock. “But look how scary that big fellow is…”
Nicole, on the other hand, merely looked at me in silence.
“Don’t worry, I have a trump card to play.”
“Yeah… but that’s not enough, is it? Look at how big that thing is… it’s definitely much stronger than Neneth…”
Hearing her say that in an honest attempt of dissuading me, I couldn’t help but wonder to myself, so her way of determining whether a person was strong or not was based on how they compared to her brute strength?
I couldn’t help but chuckle and ruffle her head gently. She closed her eyes a little, as if enjoying the head pat, bringing a warm smile to my lips in the process. “Don’t worry, I’m not that easy to kill… and no matter what happens, I will protect the both of you!”
Having taken care of those loose ends, I marched towards the battlefield where Zurnalin and that Dracolich fought, left hand gripping onto the Gem of Authority.
The Veil of the Dead was a spell that only affected living creatures. Since the Devil King Idol was considered an inanimate object, it was completely immune to the debilitating effects of the Veil of the Dead. Furthermore, it itself was a weapon of war that boasted the power of a Demigod. Even though the weakling that I was could only bring out up to an Eight-star’s worth of power, its defenses were still a bonafide Demigod’s level. There was no way that Dracolich would ever be able to damage its exoskeleton. In short, I was perfectly safe as long as I stayed in its dimensional pocket.
If there was something that concerned me right now, it would be that I lacked any killing spells while in the Devil King Idol. Unless I could deal it a decisive blow, this fight with the Dracolich might end up being a drawn out one. In that case, mana supply was an issue as well…
“You don’t have to worry on that front, little brother. Your big sis over here can teach you a few tricks. But you need to understand that exposing yourself now before that little beauty over there isn’t a good idea. If she were to recognise the Devil King Idol for what it is, the consequences would be…dire.”
Whenever I was faced with a life-or-death decision, Ferti’nier was sure to make herself known. This time was no exception either.
I just knew you would pop up. But there’s no time to worry about exposing myself now. There’s no way I can stand by and watch them all die. Zurnalin might be a pain in the rear to deal with, but I’m a man with feelings as well. Being cared for by someone is something I appreciate greatly… no matter what happens, I will never abandon them and run away on my own. Besides, it’s not like she can hold that Dracolich off for long even if I did nothing.
As I said, Zurnalin was on the losing end right now in the fight with that Dracolich. Should all the Dark Elves fall, it wouldn’t take too long to catch up with me, based on its speed. At that point, I would have to pull out my Devil King Idol anyway.
If the outcome was going to be me pulling out my Devil King Idol, there was no reason not to do it now, was there?
“All right, since your mind is set.” Ferti’nier didn’t try to dissuade me any further. She knew that there was no changing my mind now. “In that case, your big sis just has to teach you more skills. Let’s hope our little brother’s soul can hold out… Actually, that shouldn’t even be a problem now. You should be grateful that your big sis took the trouble to craft that lovely bracelet for you…”
Lion’s Majesty? You mean it has a spell that can be used with the Devil King Idol?
There was no way she would lie to me about such things now, therefore I was even more at ease than before. I gripped down on the Gem of Authority once more, and steeled my gaze in the direction of the gruelling battlefield ahead… Just hold on for a while longer. I’ll be there soon…
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From this point on, it’s my battlefield! Devil King Idol, activate!