505 A designated universe Part 1 (1/2)

”Burn!” Black William's hands trembled vigorously. Even though his body had been temporarily frozen, he still managed to flip the page of the book.

At the same time, scarlet flames appeared out of nowhere. Unlike normal magic, the flames produced by this Divine spell directly engulfed Nailisi, who was making a beeline for Black William.

Within the flames, a blue electric current radiated throughout Nailisi's body as she dashed forward. She covered a distance of one-hundred yards in the blink of an eye. Black William still had a crystal arrow in his stomach, causing his actions to be restrained and Nailisi arrived in front of him.

Nailisi's longsword was for show only, to fool others. Her swordsmanship was actually really lousy. She then decided to throw the longsword away, before punching Black William's chest.

Gigantic holy prose flashed on Black William's long robe, and Nailisi's fist was in so much pain that she felt like it was broken. She then quickly withdrew her hand. The Dragon's Tooth Dagger appeared in her left hand. Nailisi sidestepped, then swiped the dagger at Black William's neck.

Black William was greatly damaged by Nailisi's punch, as blood started flowing out from the corners of his mouth. He did not dare tussle with this ferocious warrior. He straightened his back then used one hand to grab onto the tail of the crystal arrow and pulled it out forcefully.

The moment the crystal arrow left his body, Black William immediately felt the numbing sensation become much weaker. He caught sight of the two mages who had tricked him, they had already cast a speed-enhancing spell and were rushing back to the camp compound. He did not dare approach Nailisi, yet he was reluctant to let the two mages escape.

After the grave impact by the crystal arrow, Black William had become slightly disoriented. He had even forgotten what methods the man used to break away from his level-7 divine shackle.

To be able to break away from the level-7 divine shackle was a testament to the mage's abilities. Black William's rage had taken over his rationality, however. He was determined to kill those two mages in order to remove his humiliation.

He had been infighting with his five other comrades for over thirty years now. If news of this got circulated, his status in the inquisition would be greatly affected. Black William was indignant. It was not like he had never been injured before, but this was the first time he was hurt by a mage who had used a non-magic skill. This mage was still two grades lower than him also.

After removing the crystal arrow, the wound on his stomach closed up slowly, sealing the blood in. The two mages had traveled for several miles by now. Black William clenched his teeth and took out a bottle of high level holy water, then consumed it. The numbing sensation in his lower abdomen had completely vanished, and his speed had reverted to normal. Black William flew up, breaking away from Nailisi who was assaulting him.

A pair of black wings grew out from two corners of Black William's long robe, doubling his speed that instant.

The mage at the front seemed to have eyes on his back, as he suddenly flew into the air with the female mage. While in the process of flying up, thick clouds with a diameter of more than one-hundred yards appeared around the male mage's body, concealing the two mages.

Black William sneered, he flipped to the last page of the black book, and three-hundred and sixty holy prose flew out, encircling his body. A black sickle, about one yard long, had appeared in his hand. This sickle was slightly larger than one used for agriculture, it was stained with rust and carried a hint of blackish red hue.

”This mage's combat awareness is pretty good, hiding in mist to launch his magic attacks covertly. A pity though, I have a holy weapon given to me by the head inquisitor; the Soul Reaper.”

This sickle could destroy elemental shields. Relying on his speed, Black William could even get close to other pugilists and kill them with a single hit. ”Does this mage think that he will be unharmed by hiding?”

Black William increased his speed. The sickle left his hand, levitating autonomously in front of him, ready to attack at any moment.

He was too swift, he had already gotten close to the edge of the cloud. As long as he advanced two more yards, he would be able to detect the position of the mages. The Soul Reaper sensed a person's soul, so all confusion techniques were useless, unless the target did not have a soul.

At this moment, in an abrupt change of events, the cloud in front of him suddenly slowed down and dispersed. Black William observed that the young mage had turned around and stopped at the edge of the cloud, less than five yards away from him. The silver magic book had disappeared from the mage's hand, but there was a bundle of bright green radiance which converged to a small point there instead.

Black William could feel his heart rate double. With a flash of that bright green light, an unstoppable power rushed towards Black William. He was only just able to use his mental strength to control the Soul Reaper to block the blow.

The Soul Reaper, a weapon of status in the Holy See, turned to dirt and crumbled on impact. The bright green radiance was only as thick as a finger, but it penetrated Black William's defensive holy prose. The holy prose exploded with many crackles, as though a bowl of cold water had been poured into a pot of sizzling oil.

Eleanor witnessed the scene with utmost disbelief. When Saleen carried her and flew up, she was already greatly astonished. Saleen was a grade-5 mage, she was very sure of that. A grade-5 mage could barely fly even with help from equipment, but Saleen could fly as fast as a grade-7 sorcerer with her in tow.

When the cloud dispersed, she noticed that the sickle in front of Black William and was utterly petrified. She knew what the Soul Reaper looked like, in the Tanggulasi Empire, this weapon was renowned. Thousands, if not hundreds, of people had been slaughtered by it. None of these victims were average people either.

Black William was labeled as kind because he never laid a finger on a normal person. In most circumstances, the inquisition would not care whether one was a normal person or a professional.

Of course, killing hundreds of people was not considered diabolical. The inquisition was in charge of exterminating the heretics after all. Whenever Black William went out for a mission, he would have a retinue in front of and behind him, he only dealt with the toughest of targets. Since Eleanor did not have her bangle, she thought that she was doomed the moment she saw Black William wielding the Soul Reaper.