Chapter 1160 - A Trap (1/2)

Chapter 1160: A Trap

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“Margie!” Ashes screamed and stepped between the Magic Slayer and the other witches.

Margie responded with a series of hacking cough.

She was still alive, but barely.

“You’re pretty fast, Extraordinary,” the Magic Slayer said in a calm voice, casting her a sorrowful look which did not usually appear on a demon’s face. “If you didn’t try to block me, she could have died painlessly. You’re only making her suffer.”

At this point, Andrea suddenly came to the realization that it was not by a pure coincidence that the Magic Slayer targetted Margie. He had taken everything into consideration before this move, including Margie’s limited fighting capacity and her unique ability of maneuvering the Magic Ark. As Margie was the key to their transportation, eliminating her was pretty much cutting off their retreat.

Andrea bit her lip and stole a backward glance at Margie. A bone spear had penetrated her shoulder, blood oozing out of her wound and trickling down the corner of her mouth. Apparently, the spear had hurt her lung. Had Ashes not blocked the demon in time, Margie would have probably died on spot.

Given such circumstances, Margie definitely could not operate the Magic Ark anymore.

But how did the Magic Slayer know Margie’s ability?

“You’re the ‘eye’ of human beings, right? You really created us a lot of trouble by directing that fiery rain.” The Magic Slayer pointed at Sylvie and then at Andrea, whose heart dropped even faster as the demon continued, “And you must be that genius shooter. You probably wouldn’t be able to do much harm to us 400 years ago, but things become different now. You appear to be more difficult than Transcendents. It’s good that you’ve finally met each other.”

At this words, he placed his right hand over his chest and then said, “Please let me introduce myself. I’m Ursrook, the commander of the Expedition Corp, as well as the very person who’ll give you eternal rest.”

Beyond a doubt, this was a well-planned, carefully-calculated trap.

Andrea’s face turned a nasty shade of green.

When did they start to associate the Magic Slayer with great magic power?

Right… After Leaf had been attacked in the north of the Misty Forest, everybody had the impression that the Magic Slayer possessed extraordinary power.

In fact, they had started to think that way even before that incident had occurred.

When Lightning had encountered the Magic Slayer for the first time, she had sensed his stupendous magic power, so powerful that everybody just naturally believed that the Magic Eye could easily detect it.

They were thus further misled by their predetermined impression, firmly believing that the Magic Slayer was continuously upgrading himself and that Sylvie had everything under control.

Nevertheless, everything was a false illusion created by the Magic Slayer.

He enticed them out of hiding.

Had he known their plan all along?

But this did not make any sense! Even if the demons noticed Sylvie and Andrea and decided to set up a trap to eliminate them, this Senior Demon named Usrook did lose Taquila and sacrifice thousands of demons on the Fertile Plains! He might not care that much about the lives of his subordinates, but how could he just abandon the ruin? Without the God’s Stone, the demons would not be able to erect the Obelisk, which meant they would lose their foothold on the Fertile Plains in the next 400 years. Wasn’t the cost a little too dear?

Were they really worth the demon making such a huge sacrifice?

Andrea felt her head swimming as a multitude of thoughts crammed into her head. It was Sylvie who asked the question that bothered her.

“… Why? Taquila should be more important than us!”

The Magic Slayer was surprisingly patient this time. He shook his head and replied tersely, “I can’t tell you.”

“Can’t you just indulge a dying person’s curiosity?”

“But you aren’t dying,” Ursook jeered. “You aren’t giving up even in this desperate situation, are you?”

“What’s he waiting for?”

“Is he awaiting his God’s Stone of Toss to be recharged?”

His arm did not shrivel either.