volume 2 - Chapter 156 (1/2)

Chapter 156 – Breaking Dawn (9)

Medissa did not hesitate to use her ability and protected the mercenaries. However, when she saw the undead general staring at her with an extended right arm holding onto his scythe, she realized her mistake. He gripped onto his scythe with his metallic spiked gloves and s.h.i.+fted it slightly.

Iamas disappeared from her sight in an instant.

She raised her lance in instinct, but she was too late. The brilliance of the Spirit Wings immediately dimmed as the scythe’s swing came from the sky. Iamas’s swing had sundered the weaker protection and cleaved through her silver armor easily; the chain links holding them split apart and scattered like leaves covered in glitter.

Crimson blood quickly dyed her inner s.h.i.+rt as she looked at the gaping injury from her shoulders to her abdomen in disbelief.

Iamas’s cloak gracefully fluttered as he landed on the unicorn. He reached for her throat with his right hand, effortlessly lifted her up, before he hurled her towards the ground.

The Elven Princess had lost all her strength and was unable to resist. She crashed onto the ground with a loud blast, causing a cloud of dust to fly up.

Iamas leaped into the air again when the mercenaries rushed to her aid. He swung the scythe in a perfect arc, a black crescent of energy swept across the mercenaries, spilling blood as they were mowed down like gra.s.s. Screams quickly filled the area.

He landed near Medissa’s location.

Her unicorn quickly blocked his path, but he casually struck it down with a swing of his fist. He walked slowly towards her, and lowered his head to observe the bleeding girl; her eyes were unfocused as she coughed with b.l.o.o.d.y splutters. The blade had cut deeply into her body, and blood dyed it red.

She had almost no feeling left in her body other than pain invading her every nerve. Fatigue gripped her mind, and her consciousness was leaving her. Iamas grabbed her throat again and lifted her up into the air in her dimming vision.

“Medissa, why are you so immature—” Iamas said with a mocking voice, mimicking someone from her past.

Her feeble eyes widened slightly.

“Y-you—” She squeezed her words out before coughing out blood. Iamas had closed one eye while his other blazed with golden flames, staring into her eyes.

[Mind-reading!]

“d.a.m.n you—” She concentrated and sealed off her mind with her remaining Soul Energy by flooding around it like water. The Mind-reading skill was only able to retrieve surface thoughts, but it was still considered despicable, and only deplorable wizards would use it.

However, it was widely circulated amongst the Madara’s n.o.bles. The Elven girl trembled with rage and felt humiliated by how she fell for his trick so easily.

[I can’t escape……] She tried to get away from his vice-like grip, but her consciousness was getting fainter, even with the metal spikes from his gloves piercing painfully through her neck. She wanted to warn Brendel, but an invisible wall seemed to shut down her connection to Brendel.

“Y-you…… b.a.s.t.a.r.d…..” She coughed

“There are many ways to use the Soul Element Power. Madara’s undead have put in considerable effort to research this Element Power, and I am no exception. The barrier I created severs your mental connection to the material world.”

Iamas’s voice suddenly stopped, and he turned around.

He raised his scythe in a certain direction and blocked off a blade infused with visible lightning electricity. The explosive sound came a moment later, as he grunted with effort to shake off the electrical spirals.

Scarlett had struck a blow to him before she retreated quickly.

“Another Gold-ranked existence.” He looked at the red-haired girl standing a short distance away in a readied stance: “That youth has quite the number of skilled people.”

“Release her!” Scarlett roared through clenched teeth.

He scoffed once and threw away Medissa, and his scythe had already swung towards Scarlett. She was momentarily startled as she suddenly lost track of him. The cold blade was nearing her neck with a piercing pain like a needle.

Her blood turned into ice. She saw glimpses of the battle between Iamas and Medissa, but he had actually held back against her. His abilities had far surpa.s.sed what he had shown earlier. He was at least at the highest peak of a Gold-ranked fighter, one who had started to master his Element Power fully.

Scarlett immediately twisted her body to avoid injuries to vital areas. The scythe’s sharp blade struck across her back, and she uttered a guttural sound as she was knocked into a nearby wall, completely destroying it.

The attack was far stronger than what Medissa had received, but Scarlett quickly got up.

The Blood of G.o.ds offered a robust defense and regeneration, and it was incomparable to the frail Elves’ const.i.tution.

“What?” Iamas was surprised. He had put in considerable strength into his attack and should have killed her outright, but she got up as if nothing had happened.