Chapter 238: The Crimson Phoenix (2/2)
'Dark Blizzard!'
Out of his entire body emerged a burst of purple cold that ate everything in its path, the ground now consumed by a thick sheet of ice, purple ice pillars growing from them, a cold wind breeze flowing around the entire area blowing small shards of purple snow and ice in all directions clouding vision and slightly poking at the skin, the previous dry orange desert now turned into a complete purple tundra of ice in almost a blink of an eye.
With a visible vein popping out of her forehead, her crimson aura surrounding her and protecting her from the elements, now only Moby's shadowy figure in her sights, her feet planted on dried rocks with a twitching smile on her face, she once again lifted her hands with a crimson flame, grasping it into a fist.
”Useless! Do you really think such a small snowball can do anything against me and my royal crimson phoenix flames? Pathetic!”
With a simple swipe of her hand, crimson flames flying everywhere, everything in its path was completely destroyed, evaporated into nothing now but simple mist that blocked vision and enveloped the entire battlefield in a thick fog which was not a big deal as in her opinion, she now removed his environmental advantaged with her superior, higher than average vision, she could still make him out in the aftermath of the thick cloud of purple mist surrounding her.
She didn't think it was a bad plan, he bought time for his transformation and gave himself the vision and environmental advantage with water floating all around them. However, he underestimated her power and overlooked many vital details about her that would lead to his eventual doom…
Suddenly, her grin grew wider, now covering her entire face from ear to ear, the look of an absolute devil on her face.
In the distance, she managed to spot a clear shadowy outline of a man in the mist, his horns standing tall as it seemed like he was trying to be slick, sneaking around to circle behind her who was clearly visible from her fiery aura that put a big target on her head, the sight of his almost cute, futile attempts made her not help but find everything amusing, her laughter filling the air, a mixture of hatred in her voice.
”HAHAHAHA!! I FOUND YOU YOU LITTLE RAT!”
Without a second of hesitation, holding onto the hilt of her sheathed sword, she covered her feet with fire and boosted herself straight at the clear yet shadowy figure ahead of her at her top speed, reaching him in what only felt like a split second, leaving a large crater in the wake of her first step.
The still shadowy figure in front of her stopped what he was doing as he began quaking in fear, his plans completely foiled and flipped on his heads, clear fear and despair in his actions.
Unsheathing her rapier in one swift motion with a demonic visage, she slashed straight at his stomach, making sure not to hit any vitals yet making sure to bring him to the brink of death…
”NOW PERISH AND SUBMIT TO YOUR NEW MASTER!”
With a simple yet lightning-quick slash of her fiery rapier, she cut through Moby's armour like it was simply not even there, the sensation feeling more like slashing at air than slashing at a piece of magical armour which only made clear the power difference between him and her in her eyes, her opponent now knelt down at the ground grasping his wound as she looked at him with a victorious, smug, overbearing smile through the thick, purple mist.
”Hah! How pitiful! You? The future demon lord? Don't get too cocky! That was way too easy! You thought that-------”
Suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, a deep, slashing sound was heard entering her ears, making her eyes grow wide, first, the sound of metal clashing against metal which was then followed up by the sound of tear flesh and a clank…
”H-huh…”
She muttered, coughing up a small mouthful of blood on her red gauntlets, as she looked down only to see a black and purple blade stabbed straight through deep in her human heart, the immense pain only now registering in her previously numb mind as she coughed up even more blood that before, her eyes growing tired and weary in disbelief, the figure of Moby still clearly right in front of her… Nothing made sense in her mind...
”H-how did this…”
She muttered to herself, not even getting to finish her own question as the wind blew away the mist in her path, revealing it for her…
The figure of Moby that was in front of her being nothing more than a human-shaped figure of him made with dim, compact purple energy and nothing more, the slash mark clearly showing on its body before it faded away into nothingness like it never even existed…
”How tragic it is… The overconfident crimson Pheonix falls and meets its tragic end… only you won't be returning from the ashes…”