Chapter 180: The Secret of the Village of Tulog(3) (1/2)
It had been a few minutes since Calvin entered the boundary of the veil and the Sabbath had already appeared.
Their growls full of hatred resounded in the distance, shaking the heart of Ricardo who couldn't help but tremble upon remembering the earth-shattering might of the Sabbath.
”Are you afraid?” Heisenberg asked. There was this mocking smile on his face as he made a sidelong glance at Ricardo.
”You're thinking that I'm afraid? Shitty old man?”
Ricardo coldly laughed, ”Of course, I am! Who in this world aren't afraid of death? No matter how experienced anyone becomes, it's impossible for them to become completely numb of fear unless they abandoned their seven emotions and six desires and became one of those bald-headed monks or maybe even a demon.”
Heisenberg stared at Ricardo in a new light.
”I didn't expect you to be so eloquent.”
”Such a prideful monk like you praising a lowly one like me? Your words sure are wasted.” Ricardo sneered.
”Who are you calling a monk?”
”No one...” Ricardo lightly chuckled.
The mood seemed to have turned for the better.
But of course, this was just a false sense of security for the Sabbath was nearing their way the more time they wasted talking like this.
With one being a member of the church and the other a member of one of the three Judiciaries within the Church of the Three Orthodox Gods.
It made sense that these two knew what the Witches were. Unfortunately, these two didn't have an eidetic nor photographic memory. In short, they weren't able to remember the characteristics and weaknesses of the Witches in detail.
But there was one detail that they hadn't forgotten.
It was to never underestimate the speed of these foul old ladies.
”Can you buy me some time?” Ricardo turned to Heisenberg.
”Oh, are you about to coat those arrows with that disgusting oil?”
Heisenberg saw that Ricardo had opened up the vial that Calvin gave to him earlier.
”Yeah, hopefully, this works...” Ricardo nodded.
”Well, I'm sure that lad has no reason to lie to us. It should work. Just be accurate in your shot, and don't waste your arrows.”
Heisenberg said with a tinge of sarcasm.
”For an old man, your tongue sure is sharp. Are you sure that you want to keep on doing that? I mean, you're a priest. If you keep talking in such a tone, do you really think that you'd become everyone's favorite in the church?” Ricardo mocked.
”All right, all right, you win... Just remember to not waste those arrows.”
Heisenberg rolled his eyes at Ricardo and he didn't even have the energy to argue anymore.
”Sure, you might have seen my active skill, but I haven't revealed everything in my arsenal, yet...” Ricardo gave a confident smile.
Heisenberg stared at Ricardo in intrigue.
The Sabbath was now about thirty meters away from the two, yet Heisenberg was still acting so calm and relaxed.
”What a coincidence...”
”I too, haven't revealed everything in my arsenal yet...” Heisenberg smirked and turned around to meet the Sabbath.
His body suddenly burst into a divine radiance as the aura in his body surged.
Heisenberg's body bulged followed by that surge of divine energy as illusory armored scales that resembled frozen ice wrapped around his body and a pair of violent eerie-blue dragon replaced his dark pupils.
The temperature in the area immediately dropped to the point that Ricardo could even see his own breath forming a mist in front of him.
Heisenberg declared in a deep and booming voice.
”Ultimate: Divine Azure Dragon Transformation...”
He then briefly glanced at Ricardo and said, ”I can buy you a minute at most.”
His meaning was clear...
Heisenberg's transformation would only last a minute.
For the next minute, he would be able to completely dominate the Sabbath in a battle, but when his transformation ended...
The tables would turn.
Ricardo had to sufficiently anger these monsters in under a minute or the two of them must run and retreat to Calvin's side.
”Hahaha... You bald-headed old man... I didn't know that you can transform into a dragon. A bald-headed dragon... Hilarious.” Ricardo softly chuckled and nodded his head as he saw Heisenberg meet the Sabbath in mid-air in a head-on collision.
Heisenberg's class originated from the Goddess of Compassion and Light.
Naturally, he possessed a slight advantage against monsters tainted by evil and the dark.
With a single punch while in his transformed state, the three Witches flew backward and crashed harshly onto the ground.
But Heisenberg wasn't over just yet.
He dashed at the three and sent uppercuts at insane speeds towards the jaws of the three Witches.
”REEEE!”
The Witches shrieked in pain as their eyes turned bloodshot.
Cracking sounds came out of their backs as their wings manifested behind them.
But Heisenberg knew that the Witches had the ability of flight.
He was prepared for this change, and he wasn't about to let them have their way.
Almost at the same moment as the wings appeared, Heisenberg opened his mouth and spewed out a distorted icy-blue beam that flew towards the Witches.
The speed of the beam was similar to a bullet.
With his distance to the Witches, it was basically impossible for the three to dodge Heisenberg's attack.
BOOM!
The icy-blue beam had frozen everything in its wake and the Witches who had received its wrath weren't an exception to this devastation.
Seeing the three icy sculptures in mid-air, Ricardo knew that it was his time to act.
”You sure are really impressive, old man...” Ricardo couldn't help but praise seeing how strong Heisenberg was in his transformed state.
But at the same time, Ricardo was confident that he could surpass the old man's performance.
It was because the moment the Witches turned into icy sculptures...
Ricardo made his move.
”Ultimate...” He mumbled into the air as he genuflected with his knees and took a deep breath.
The bow that he was holding in his hands as well as the arrows transformed into a sword made out of water.
At the very next moment, Ricardo had vanished.
When he reappeared, the sword that he was holding in his hands was nowhere to be seen.