348 Guise’s Death Part 2 (2/2)

Guise was extremely frustrated, unlike his usual calm self. He knew that if he escaped now, Fycro would never spare his life. Furthermore, Fycro would be mocked by the other oracles. Underneath this magic tower, there were dozens of divine officers, hundreds of monks, and many more riders and slaves. These people dug at the veins day and night. The veins had been mined for several years, and at this moment, the main vein had been discovered. If Guise gave up now, Fycro's rage would be unimaginable.

If there was only one spirit king present, Guise might have still stood a chance because he had a partial divine weapon gifted by the oracle. But if he wanted to fight against three spirit kings, he would have to wield a true divine weapon and be one grade higher.

The three skeletons transformed from the three kings had reached the fifth story. There was no ceiling on this story, only pure light. The Cleansing spell was everywhere. Had the three kings been reduced to grade-8, they could possibly have been in trouble. However, with the undeniable difference in grades right now, the Cleansing spell did not cause much harm to the three spirit kings.

However, the three kings were very annoyed at the moment, and they did not want to deal with the holy light. Without waiting for Saleen's command, Diyabannersa lunged at Guise.

Diyabannersa was so swift that it caused Guise to see illusions. It was as though dozens of skeletons around two meters tall were charging forward, creating many shadows.

With a boom, Diyabannersa's fist had landed on Guise's chest.

Psss…

A piercing sound filled the air, and Diyabannersa' fist was burnt black. A cavity had appeared on the thorax region of Guise's white robe, but Guise's skin was free from damage.

What strong defense! Right at that moment, Saleen had walked up and witnessed this scene. Diyabannersa had not exerted his full force. As his speed had been increased, he had no time to muster sufficient strength. However, the impact from this punch was already beyond horrifying. Had Saleen received this punch, he would not even have been able to defend himself against it.

It seems like divine spells are the nemesis of spirits. In the future, this must be noted. If there were higher grade holy masters around, the three kings would not have been able to win, Saleen warned himself mentally. He could not be smug just because he had subdued the three kings. The only thing a mage could rely on was their own magic chords.

Diyabannersa had punched Guise, but he had only managed to bust a hole in his clothes. In fact, Diyabannersa's fist was severely injured. Those red soul flames in his eyes flickered vigorously, and another fist was delivered at lightning speed, hitting the same spot as before. This time around, even Saleen saw it clearly. A piece of holy text had appeared on the holy master's skin, blocking that punch by Diyabannersa. After the holy text negated Diyabannersa's punch, another thunderous sound was produced. Diyabannersa's fist was like a snowball which had been thrown into a fire, and his fist had become half its original size.

Fortunately, the three kings possess such wicked defensive abilities. If I was the attacker, even the current cutter would be ineffective, right?

Saleen did not know that Guise was secretly feeling helpless. That skill which provided protection through the holy texts had been gifted to him by Fycro. There was a grand total of twenty holy texts, so Guise would only be able to resist twenty of such attacks. The skeleton was too swift, so Guise could only employ such a skill. Otherwise, he would be killed by that skeleton in a second.

”If you leave, I will not kill you.” Suddenly, Saleen opened his mouth and began speaking gently to Guise.

Pu…

Diyabannersa had delivered another punch. He could not believe that a mere holy master could keep resisting his blows. Anyway, his fist would be regenerated. At most, it would recover in a few years. However, there was something wrong with the enemy's defenses. Since the power did not originate from the body, the enemy's defenses would eventually be penetrated.

In reality, Guise had been fully concentrated. But after listening to Saleen, he became distracted. As a result, his protective holy text only appeared after Diyabannersa's third punch landed on his skin. A simple sentence from Saleen had caused his heart to waver.

That damn grade-5 mage…

As Guise thought to himself, he saw a massive axe descending from above. Banchajanna could not stand watching Diyabannersa fight like this. He was in a terrible mood, and wanted to vent his fury by killing someone. Banchajanna did not reveal his true form, simply using one of his six weapons, but his axe was still a very lethal weapon.

A grey ray of light was trailing the axe. This was not a shadow, it was an air flow which originated from the numerous souls which had been slaughtered by this axe.

Boom!

Banchajanna's axe landed ruthlessly on Guise's head, causing Guise's face to ripple. This time around, a piece of holy text had only appeared for less than a thousandth of a second before disappearing. All of a sudden, the skin on Guise's face exploded. All the flesh above his neck had been burst by a mysterious force in that instant.

Banchajanna had merely used his axe and had already been able to turn Guise into a skeleton filled with bloody flesh.

Guise tried to open the book in his hand. The book was his partial divine weapon. However, Diyabannersa delivered his fifth and sixth punches consecutively, causing Guise to lose all the strength in his hands.

Banchajanna stared at the axe which was nearly destroyed. There was a chip on this large axe which was the size of a watermelon. Banchajanna could not believe that his axe, which had been fortified with fine gold, had been damaged by a human's skull.

Out of the blue, a bone spear appeared in Judikaka's hands. This bone spear had been summoned using death magic. In the blink of an eye, Judikaka had stabbed more than one hundred times with the spear. After the barrage of attacks, only half a spear remained.

Guise gave a deadly glare at the three spirit kings. He had given up retaliating, and was only a thought away from dying in this magic tower. That snow white robe had been contaminated with his bloody flesh, looking like blooming cherry blossoms which were strewn across snowy ground. Saleen noticed that the holy master's skull had been exposed after the flesh was torn away. His skull looked amazingly clear and transparent, like a perfect piece of crystal.