Chapter 269: Fallen Beings (2/2)
The man jumped toward Arthur and smashed with his hammers from both sides at him. Arthur commanded Lilo to turn them ethereal for a second and the two hammers collided against each other, the damage rebounding toward the man.
He coughed blood and fell to the roof again in a pathetic state. It must haven't held back when it attacked Arthur, making him injure himself in the attack.
The rest of the group shook their heads as another person stepped up. They disappeared and appeared above Arthur as a palm struck him down.
Arthur blocked using his barrier but he felt like a mountain was crushing him. Both Arthur and Lilo fell toward the roof and crashed as the Fallen Being continued their attacks.
”Die!” A feminine voice shouted as the figure struck again and Arthur crossed his arms to block it using his armor. Lilo's ability wasn't limitless, as it couldn't be used for a long time.
Before the palm could strike his arms, a white light collided with the woman and sent her flying. Rae hovered midair with her wings flapping and her body covered in white armor.
”You're a moron. An idiotic piece of shit that has crap instead of a brain.” Rae looked down at him. ”However, you still have your uses.”
”You're my follower,” Arthur said even though he was glad that she was here. He couldn't waste any more time on these people as he could feel that creature creating another fissure. ”I'll leave this one to you,” Arthur said as he stood up and teleported toward the center of the group.
”You're one of them?!” The person who seemed the leader shouted with rage after he saw Arthur's teleportation. ”Kill him!”
Other than the hammers warrior and the person fighting Rae, there were five more people with the leader. All of them lunged toward Arthur but he simply constructed a barrier.
He punched with his arm loaded with Creation Mana and space started compressing under its might. The attacks rained on his body as his barrier and armor took the damage and negated it enough for Arthur's fist to reach the creature.
His fist sank into the creature's abdomen as it was sent flying through the sky. As the attacks arrived to kill him, Arthur disappeared with minimal damages inflicted. He appeared in the direction the creature was heading to.
His mana raged again as he used as much as he could in this attack. The creature looked at him but it didn't stop what it was doing.
'Why is it refusing to protect itself? Would it rather die than failing to create a fissure?' Arthur was confused. The creature was still using the Enders powers to close the gap between the two worlds.
”As if I'll let you!” Arthur shouted in range as he punched with all of his might. At that moment, the group's leader appeared and redirected his punch.
His mana exploded and destroyed several buildings in its path. The leader didn't pause and slapped at Arthur's side. In the split second, Arthur raised his arm to protect him.
A distinctive crack resounded as Arthur's forearm broke, causing an imaginable pain to him as he flew away. He smashed into a building's window and broke through several walls of it before he came to a halt.
As soon as he opened his eyes, the man was in front of him again. He punched Arthur who teleported toward the top of the building.
As Arthur appeared on top of the building, he immediately looked for the creature. It was hovering midair with its arms stretched out. It was still creating a fissure.
The floor broke underneath him as the man shot up from below toward him. Arthur teleported away toward the creature as he tried to punch him with his other hand.
Like a relentless spirit, the man appeared in front of him again. Like before, Arthur's barriers and armor broke as he was sent away flying while he coughed up blood.
He smashed into the railway of a flying train that made him fall toward the ground. He crashed into several stands of magazines and newspapers before his body stopped at a wall of a shop.
”Die, vermin.” The man was already there again, ready to deliver another attack. Before it could reach Arthur, a figure dressed in ancient clothes appeared with a broken sword. Space began to crack as the sword and fist collided.