Chapter 601 - v3c366 Requiem(16) (1/2)

v3c366

Requiem(16)

As the rain poured down, the black hole dragged the Longhorn Devil that had pounced on Brendel back into the Sulfur River, before it closed completely. The two remaining Longhorn Devils struggled to get up from the ground. Brendel too got up from the mud. Suddenly, a shout came from Amandina.

“My lord, the first node is directly above the portal, and the other two are on the pedestal!” The n.o.ble lady was a little excited.

Brendel’s mind was certain that Amandina’s speed vastly surpa.s.sed his expectations – she was way faster than he thought she would be. He immediately ordered Ciel through Psychic Connection. “Ciel, the connection points between the portal and the Laws of s.p.a.ce are directly above the portal and both sides of the pedestal!”

“I got it.”

Ciel turned back and relayed the order to Garlock. The Lantonilan knights immediately surrounded them. Two mages, one old and one young, raised their hands at the same time and two beams of blue light pierced through the rain. It crossed the entire battlefield and hit the portal.

Those two beams were like two dazzling spears. The spears. .h.i.t the portal’s aperture and it immediately radiated the most dazzling light. The light was like rippling water, spreading out in circles. The golden-red portal trembled, and then the light immediately dimmed.

A little bit more.

The two Longhorn Devils were shocked. If the portal was destroyed by even one of these humans, the subsequent army arriving at this port would be heavily delayed. They could clearly picture themselves being tormented for eternity for failing in their duties by having their souls extracted from them by their lord.

Demons took pleasure in inflicting pain, but that pain was not enjoyable when it inflicted on them. The Longhorn Devils came to their senses completely. They immediately turned back and pounced on the Lantonilan knights, as though the smell of Brendel’s blood wasn’t appealing to them anymore

Three or four hundred meters on the battlefield was a mere blink of an eye for these Elementally Enlightened monsters, and there were no imps and h.e.l.lhounds in front to block them. If they wanted to, they could certainly do something to stop them before Ciel and Garlock cast their next spell.

But how could Brendel let them have their way? He had been trembling here for half a day just to buy time, hadn’t he?

He immediately used his Dash, shooting like an arrow at one of the Longhorn Devils. Brendel aimed at its back and struck it with his sword. The demon didn’t dare to directly intercept it, so it had to turn and swipe the blade away with its claws.

But as soon as it stopped, the demon completely fell into Brendel’s machinations.

Brendel’s long sword was knocked off to the side, but he took a step forward and dealt the demon a hard blow on its abdomen with the hilt. The Longhorn Devil took a step back with a grunt, but Brendel did not relent and continued to press forward. He retracted his blade while doing a backhand slice across his opponent’s abdomen.

The Longhorn Devil didn’t flinch or dodge; it simply allowed the blade to sink into its abdomen. However,it clawed back at Brendel as if it felt no pain. It aimed its claws right at Brendel’s heart. To the demon, if Brendel did not retreat, then he would wind up dead, and the demon would have sustained a serious wound at most.

Despite this, it felt that Brendel probably wouldn’t be such a fool. After fighting this human over a dozen times, Brendel gave the demon the impression that although he was weak, he was cunning as well. What the demon feared the most was its opponent’s secret weapon, the one that could banish them back to the Sulfur River. Although demons would not die, being banished was not completely devoid of disadvantages. They would fall into a long period of weakness. They would certainly be devoured by other demons if they were discovered.

So, to the demon, being injured and banished was actually no different than peris.h.i.+ng.

It didn’t want to fight Brendel; it only wanted to push the other party back. However, this Longhorn Devil never would have imagined that Brendel would not retreat, and would actually strike it so devastatingly.

It clearly felt the sensation of its claws piercing into his body, separating the being’’s flesh from its body. This would have been a wonderful feeling for the demon, but the Longhorn Devil felt only apprehension at this moment.

It was because Brendel had clearly taken the initiative in this clash, and he even managed to avoid the attack towards his heart, allowing its claws to only pierce through the lobe of his lung. With its intelligence, it would never think that Brendel had slipped up by accident.

It was obvious that its opponent had foreseen and planned for this.

And indeed it was, except that the payback came faster than it had expected. It felt that its claw had at least severely injured the human, but the next moment, a cloud of golden flames burst out of Brendel’s body.

In the midst of the pouring rain, the flames looked rather like splattered blood.

Blood of Sun.

This Holy Knight’s Anti-wound skill immediately showed the Longhorn Devil that it was facing someone remarkable. The golden blood splattered on its face, instantly burning up brightly. Even its retracted claws were plated with a layer of golden fire. The flames were clearly not there just for appearances, as the intense, drilling pain immediately made the demon scream.

Brendel likewise felt a sharp pain as if he had been pierced. He gritted his teeth and took a step forward, taking advantage of the presented opportunity as the Longhorn Devil held its face while it screamed. He pounced on it like a beast, raising the Halran Gaia and stabbing into its throat.

The demon’s screams abruptly ceased.

Then, another black hole appeared in front of Brendel, this one also dragging the demon’s corpse back before turning into a thin line and closing completely.

Brendel fell to his knees, weak, as if the pain had just gotten to him. The rain washed over his open wound. It was so painful that he drew a cold breath, only then did Amandina rush to his side and hurriedly put the Concealment Cloak on him.

“My lord!”

“Well done, Amandina,” Brendel replied, his mouth twitching, but even so, his hand kept feeling around, trying to get the relic left behind by the Longhorn Devil that was in the rain.