Chapter 711 - 655: Hell Griffin (2/2)
The tornado shot at the griffin's back, clashing with the black and red flames and even extinguishing them for a couple of breaths. Cristina's spinning sweeping spear hit the griffin's bones, shattering two and cracking a third one, causing the beast to angrily roar and turn its body to face her.
It was then that a phoenix' cry was heard, coupled with a cascading wave of flames crashing into the Hell Griffin, engulfing it whole and making its roars louder than ever before.
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”That's some unsightly abomination, alright.”
Isadore threw a remark, both fascinated and surprised by the Griffin's appearance and power. The members of the MoonStar steam were at the God Realm yet they couldn't take it down, at least not easily. It required joint effort and flawless cooperation, which means that the Hell Griffin is at least a God Monarch Beast.
If the rest of the monsters in the wheel were as strong as this one then, as the Kang's elder had previously said, it'll be easy for Arthur to create an army of monsters using only the temporary reanimation.
”It still hasn't done anything.” Calmly said Arthur, an evil grin forming on his usually expressionless face.
”So they can't defeat it? Isn't that unfair?”
”It's not. They have to attack it for five minutes then they'll be given a score. The prerequisite for success is not to kill it but to survive.”- Arthur
”Aren't you afraid they'll get fatally injured?”
”Not really. Gutcha is there to keep a close watch.”
Isadore nodded his head once, diverting his eyes back to the screen.
'Cristina's arm is heavily injured. Her bones are broken and if she over-exerts herself, it'll be harder to heal it.'
The powerhouses present here, including Arthur and Lucy, were able to see more than the normal cultivators. They didn't miss any details, so it wasn't difficult to notice Cristina's injury. She was trying her best to persist but it seems the injury is more serious than expected.
Before trying anything, Lucy first talked to her husband, who didn't give an immediate reply.
'I can still heal her but if you're that worried then I don't mind.'
Hearing this, Lucy frowned for a second and telepathically spoke again,
'Are you acting non-sympathetic because of what happened with Fariya? She and Cristina are not the same. The girl is our apprentice, are you really not worried about her?'
'It's not that I'm not worried, but I'm hoping that she uses this hardship to improve or perhaps even achieve a breakthrough.'
'It's still not worth it.'
'Alright then, I'll get her out.'
'No, wait. It'll be better if I do it.'
Lucy abruptly stood up, much to everyone's surprise. No one questioned her but the look on their faces indicated how curious they were, especially Kang Amidel and Isadore Malfront. Even Fariya, who was standing at the back, flinched, thinking that Lucy was about to do something to her.
Fortunately for the succubus, the silver-haired woman didn't even spare her a glance, she vanished from her spot and reappeared barely five seconds later.
In the screen hanging in the sky, above the plateau, the spectators saw how Cristina, who was enveloped by the black tornado, suddenly disappeared.
The black-haired, rebellious girl was, at first, confused and dazed, staring at the woman before her. She was panting heavily and even her arm was trembling, incapable of holding the spear for any longer.
Seconds later, the pigolo's voice resounded across the plateau, informing everyone of what just happened.
”The participant Cristina from the MoonStar team was pulled from the Trial and is now disqualified.”
”I can still fight. I can-”
Cristina was cut off by the White Specter, who pulled her toward Arthur. From head to toe, the girl was covered in white light, which belonged to Life's Energy.
By the time Arthur dropped his left hand, Cristina's body was fully healed. The wounds she sustained in the brief clash against the Hell Griffin were nowhere to be seen, her outfit now clean and her spear repaired, back to its original state.
”Sit here and watch, we'll talk later.”
Hearing Lucy's voice, which was softer than usual, the girl, although still displeased and feeling wronged, dropped her head and obediently sat down.