Chapter 241: Panic and Haste (1/2)
”WHAT JUST HAPPENED! I BLOCKED YOUR ATTACK! HOW ARE YOU HERE!? YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE BURNI-”
*Sqrish*
”Shut up… Your annoying ass voice is making me lose what little humanity I have left...”
Moby spoke with a purple, deadly glint in his bloody purple eyes, a serious expression on his rapidly regenerating burnt, black and red face, blood flowing down from various scars, especially around his right eye that had completely exposed flesh, his face almost unrecognizable, his teeth clenched tightly as he delved his sword deeper and deeper into her brain, infusing his depleted demon energy into his sword as soon as it regenerated, his powers still being fueled by her emotions, his burnt armour in complete tatters, black burn marks and exposed flesh clearly able to be seen through the various holes.
”AHHHHH!”
She yelled her heart out as she felt the blade digging deeper and deeper into her brain, the burning pain of his energy unbearable, it felt unreal, unlike any pain she had ever experienced in her past. In her broken and torn mind, if hell had a feeling, it would be what she was experiencing right now.
Unlike the last time, there was absolutely no hope, no escape, even now, the damage was too critical. Despite all her efforts to heal her wound using her super regenerating white phoenix flames, it was not enough, the damage that was being dealt to her cells was far faster than she could ever dream of regenerating. And, the worst part was with a sword stuck in her brain, she was not even able to properly move her body, no chance to counter attack… The more she thought the bleaker her situation got, her mind spinning in a never-ending circle of madness, tears of blood falling down her face as she continued to scream like a crazy woman unable to accept reality.
”EIIYYYAHH!”
She wanted to insult him, curse his name, talk about her lord, which even in a moment such as this was her top priority and the source of most of her pains and regrets. The pain that she had completely failed and disgraced him in such an idiotic manner and that she would never see him or be loved by him ever again, even in death...
Yet, despite her best efforts, she was not even able to speak coherent sentences, anything coming out of her mouth sounding more like the mad screeching of a banshee as it seemed like that part of her brain no longer functioned as her body turned numb and her vision continuously became more and more hazy and black, her blood-red eyes slowly turning gray, her screams seemingly never-ending, even until her last breath…
”Fucking die and perish in the deepest depths of hell… You're lucky this is all you're gonna get… A death so light and lenient is far more than you deserve... Filthy shalker…”
Moby's voice was dark, distant and otherworldly, nothing but hatred in his voice with an ominous aura of death surrounding him, making him look almost monstrous. Subconsciously, he was pinning all his pains and problems on Villanova, like she was the root of all his problems and all evil, seeing her shalker face unleashing some sort of primal instinct in his mind, the same race that had killed his parents, his hatred directed at her for that. despite him knowing that it was most likely not her who did the deed and that she for some reason, claimed to hate the shalker army as well… And, not to mention that she was the reason for Ray's torture, and what his sweet little Abby had turned into just now...
With zero remorse and pure hatred on his face, he sent one final burst of demon energy into his cracked blade, completely frying his opponent's brain, killing them on the spot…
« System Alert! »
« You have killed an X rank enemy! »
« +500,000 XP »
« Level Up! » (x8)
« Skill Level up! »
[ Sin Mode (lvl 2) ]
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Changes:
Power increase now slightly greater
Duration increase from 5 minutes to 15 minutes
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Emilia, or should he now say Villanova was finally dead…
Moby heavily panting, his serious expression still on his face as he stuck his sword out of her head that looked completely distraught and inhumane, her eyes filled with blood, her mouth wide open in the most painful, ugly expression he had ever witnessed, despite his rather extensive experience and the many tortured and hopeless faces he had seen, he could not help but be revolted at her visage as he watched her dead, lifeless body drop down to the ground with an impressive thud filling his ears along with a massive dust cloud below, as he sheathed his sword, taking in a deep breath and closing his eyes.
Things were close… Too close for his own comfort… His teleportation skill had almost failed… It was not instant like he had first expected, it took many, many milliseconds for him to teleport, milliseconds that in his mind felt more like days or even weeks of waiting and burning in the infernal white flames… That was what he got for not practicing with his new ability and completing the trial, he was lucky enough to even be teleported to somewhere near where he had marked and that his faze skill worked as intended.
For seemingly the first time in his life, Moby felt extremely lucky, death was looming over his shoulder with every move, everything felt so uncertain yet he still prevailed in the end, not due to his strength, but due to his ingenuity, making him not help but chuckle mellowly at himself in between his very heavy breathing.
”Heh heh heh h---”