943 Lesser Prophecy Spell Part 2 (1/2)

Saleen had lost too many Stone Statue Soldiers to want to lose any more of them and sent in the Tempest Dragon-mights to keep the iron blood warriors at bay. He had never thought that the six Midnight Fangs were able to pull off their tricks, preventing the iron blood warriors from self-destructing.

Saleen decided to meet Imposa in the air. Everything happened due to him. If Imposa had not been around, the iron blood soldiers would not have been a match for the elemental creatures.

Seeing how Saleen charged at him like a warrior, Imposa turned the metallic disk around and ran. The remaining fifty iron blood warriors tagged along from behind. Imposa had no choice but to run. While he deemed himself to be more capable than Saleen in close quarters combat, there was a golden grand swordmaster with mastery of rules by Saleen's side at that moment.

Pure rule power was not something he was able to redirect. If the golden grand swordmaster landed a hit on him, his soul would have suffered massive damage.

Imposa was running ahead, feeling incredibly frustrated. ”Why is that Dark Blue not here?” If he had one golden grand swordmaster by his side, he would have had no need to run from Saleen. A grade-9 sorcerer working in tandem with a golden grandmaster would be more than enough to slay any foes of similar levels. It was a nightmare to any grade-9 professionals to be on the bad side of two such individuals.

Imposa had no idea who the one unlucky enough to become the scapegoat of the faulty Calamity of True Flames spell was. The spell would not have simply dispersed, and it looked like one of the grand duke's men took the fall and died. He had hope it to be some rank and file soldier instead of someone important.

Saleen dared not go too close to his target. Gloria was literally torn to shreds, and that was something Saleen would never be able to forget. An attack from Imposa that tore right through a grade-10 being was something Saleen would never ever want to taste himself.

Both sides were on guard against each other, yet Saleen got increasingly close to his target, while reminding himself to stay away from the spot right behind Imposa. He had no idea that what Imposa did back there was something that was possible after accumulating energy for a very long time. Another attack like that would take the alchemist another month to charge, and there simply was no way to speed things up.

If it had not been Saleen's mistake, Imposa would not have needed to fear Jola. Jola gave his all back then to destroy the Hexagram array in one strike. He had yet to truly master the rules, or more accurately, his mastery of rules was limited.

Jola's sword—Tears—developed a spirit of its own. Jola's understanding of rules grew continuously as he trained, with the sword always in his hands as he did. The weak spirit within the sword unexpectedly grew as he trained. The most powerful attack was made possible only when Jola's rules resonated with the spirit of his sword.

Jola's Astonishing Flash depleted all power within the spirit of his sword, which required two or three days at least to charge, regardless of how fast the spirit was able to recover, before Jola was able to use the power of the rules again.

Jola's offensive capacity was simply slightly more powerful than a regular golden grand swordmaster. That terrifying move was not something he would have been able to do again right there and then.

There was no way for Imposa to be aware of such things. He was just like Saleen, who dared not put himself in harm's way. As such, he also dared not prep up any powerful spells, and simply was on guard against any sudden moves from Jola.

Imposa even thought that it was Jola who disrupted his spell back there. From his perspective, only the power of rules would have been capable of disrupting his grade-10 spell. As a result, he dared not use any grade-10 spells at that moment, regardless of the fact that he still had several powerful magic arrays stored on his metallic disk. To him, all grade-10 spells required a very long period of preparation, and all posed different dangers if disrupted.

The easiest to handle was Calamity of True Flames. Some spells would have even retaliated against the caster when disrupted.

Retaliation from grade-10 spells was something Imposa admittedly was unable to withstand. He was more frustrated at Saleen because of that. Saleen had simply lost some elemental creatures, and such losses were something that could have been recovered given enough time. What Imposa lost was iron blood warriors. He had no choice but to keep having iron blood warriors self-destruct behind him to keep Saleen away, holding the pursuing sorcerer off a certain distance.

Worse still, the Elemental Prison was a double edged blade, making it impossible for Imposa himself to quickly fly outside. Imposa had to circle around the vicinity of the six towers instead.

Imposa prided himself of being unmatched by anyone grade-9 or below, but a combination of a grade-9 sorcerer and a golden grand swordmaster made it impossible for him to just stand his ground and fight. He would have been in a better situation if he had all those iron blood warriors by his side, but he had lost too many of them in the air. He had yet to be able to summon the ones on the ground.

Saleen was not able to afford having Imposa run like that. There was bound to be other professionals still about on the island. At the very least, there was still Grand Duke Iron Blood. If more level nine professionals showed up, he would have had to summon the leaders of other elemental creatures.

There were hardly any grade-9 professionals who did not possess unique skills of some sort. Reminding himself how Imposa was able to instantly tear Gloria to shreds back then, Saleen ceased thinking his grade-10 elemental creatures to be invincible in such a battlefield.

”I guess I will have to risk losing yet another leader,” Saleen thought as he summoned Flare. His Quickcloud turned flaming red. Flare's flight speed enabled him to catch up to Saleen. His stead grew a pair of horns ever since he left the Imperial City of the Abyss with Saleen. Nothing else had changed different about him.

”Kill that guy. Beware of his rear though, Gloria was torn to shreds by a miniaturized magic cannon,” Saleen said while pointing at Imposa.