Chapter 702: Clash (2/2)

Time passed and Vendrick was pretty certain that he knew all the habits of the Hag so far. Well, she's absurdly strong due to her physique, her carapace was thick and sturdy, it can endure some serious stress. She's also showing no signs of fatigue but the same could also be said to her patience. She's recklessly strong. She destroyed everything she touches, her mind was so consumed with anger that she didn't even realize that she destroyed her own base by herself.

Thanks to that however, her powers dwindled by a lot. She destroyed her shrine that boosts her power so it's only natural. Aside from that, all she could really do is to hit him as hard as she could, spit acidic and toxic liquid from her mouth, move really fast and fly to certain extent. That's about it.

After compiling information he needed about his enemy, Vendrick decided to end this fuss.

*Roar!!*

That roar didn't come from his mouth. It was just a side-effect of him revealing his Dragonborn form.

Scaled emerged from his skin, covering most of his body all the way to his face. His eyes turned into slits and the aura of an apex predator washed over the wilderness and released a mighty suppression to those who were in range.

Amalia's instincts screamed danger. If her pupils could constrict due to shock, it probably had by now. Her mind lagged for a bit the moment she bore the full burnt of that predatory aura. A deep-seated fear emerged from the depths of her heart, causing her to be rooted in place with fear.

As she stared at the pupils of young man, she couldn't help but have images of a mighty God Beast staring down at her.

She had felt this somewhere before. She didn't have many encounters with that entity but every single time, it was the same no matter how much she became stronger. This sensation of being looked down by like a useless pest was not a strange feeling to her.

What she couldn't believe is that, how in the world did this young man able to struck such fear from emerging from her heart like that entity did?

Unfortunately, she didn't have much time to think about such things because she just realized that Vendrick just disappeared from her vision.

His disappearance was followed by a soul searing pain coursing through her entire body. Amalia had never been in such pain before. It was both physical and spiritual.

Snakes of lightning covered her from head to toe, they ignored the thickness of her carapace and penetrated deep to her soul causing her to writhe in pain. It didn't show signs of ending too.

She struggled to keep her consciousness up but she only saw that she's now writhing on the ground while Vendrick stood not too far from her, staring her down like the pest she is.

There were no trace od any compassion nor pity on his face. Only coldness. He mercilessly struck down his spear which was covered with more lightning and thunder, causing it to smite Amalia one more time.

The pain she felt increased by two-fold, and just like before, any resistance failed. It didn't show signs of ending. Not at all...

”Hey, you guys should have built a Coven right? Can you tell me where it is?”

Amalia was dumbfounded despite her writhing in pain. She couldn't believe that he actually expects her from betraying her sister now.

”G-g-go to hell!” Amalia's teeth were clattering due to lightning shock, causing her struggle in her reply.

”Whatever...” Vendrick murmured, ”It's not like I was expecting that to work anyway. I'll do it myself then.”

With his palms covered with lightning, Vendrick shoved his hand on Amalia's head pulled her soul out.