1243 Mage Part 2 (1/2)

I can't kill you?

Saleen smirked deep down. Baudelaire was thinking too highly of himself.

One of the defining characteristics of mages was that they were the most studious kind of people on any plane. Once they set their sights towards a goal, there was simply nothing that they were unable to accomplish. Baudelaire was at level-10, yet he was actually weaker than Saleen. When their equipment was taken into account, Saleen was definitely more formidable than Baudelaire.

So what if you're a believer in the God of Purgatory? By the time Saleen reached level-11 and acquired skills like Lightning Territory, he would gain an absolute advantage against believers in gods.

”Baudelaire, get out here at once!” Saleen stressed every single word as he shouted.

The space behind Saleen twisted and a slit appeared. Baudelaire held a black scythe high, intending to cleave Saleen in half. However, Saleen's Thundering Explosion twisted even the space around him. Baudelaire was aiming at a spot where no one was standing.

The scythe swung down and Nailisi thrust her spear into Baudelaire's chest before Jola could make a move.

Baudelaire did not run that time. The lightning icicle emerged when the slit in space was opened, piercing Baudelaire's back.

Blue electrical arcs jumped and Baudelaire shrieked as he made for the skies.

Electrical arcs jumped as he made for the sky. Both skills that hit him were damaging to the soul. While the lightning icicle's power paled when compared to Grey Memory in terms of power, it was longer-lasting power. Baudelaire jumped twice, yet the lightning icicle continued to pursue him, piercing into his body and continuing to do damage.

Pfft...

Baudelaire spat out a piece of ice, expelling the lightning icicle from his body. The ice was pitch black and the lightning magic patterns on it had disappeared. However, electricity continued to rage within his body.

Baudelaire wanted to jump into another slit, but Eleanor shot another arrow right away, destroying the slit.

A level-10 professional was not capable of traversing space at will. Baudelaire was borrowing power from his god, jumping about using spatial slits in very small areas. It was something dangerous to do successfully. Saleen had no doubt that he knew what he was doing.

Eleanor's attack was not aimed at Baudelaire. She was simply using elvish space arrows to destroy Baudelaire's escape routes.

”I can't kill you? What a joke. Baudelaire, you shouldn't have come looking trouble with me!” Saleen had a spell readied by the time he finished talking. 3,600 icicles surrounded Baudelaire, caging him in the middle and making the whole formation look like a huge ball of ice.

Baudelaire had lost any spatial slits that he would have been able to jump through. He immediately took out the Armageddon Codex. The book transformed into a golden sheet of paper, wrapping his body up.

Saleen laughed as he shot all six remaining lightning icicles at Baudelaire.

The six lightning icicles reached Baudelaire and stabbed through the Armageddon Codex. Seven signs on the golden paper spun about violently, yet it was incapable of stopping the lightning icicles.

That thing would have been able to stop Saleen's attacks if the great head inquisitor had been using it. However, Baudelaire had never used the codex before and was unfamiliar with its properties. The ability to turn the codex into a piece of golden paper was a skill from the God of Purgatory.

The Armageddon Codex was essentially indestructible, but Saleen's lightning icicles were simply slipping through the gaps of the codex. Like living beings, they were capable of seeking out gaps themselves.

Baudelaire's body was covered with blue electrical arcs. The 3,600 icicles that Saleen had readied earlier launched at him after that.

The golden paper caved in violently. Baudelaire had lost all control. The 3,600 icicles were unable to tear the codex apart, but the codex was no longer a strong defense. It was as soft as cloth and was being pushed inward by Saleen's icicles, making it thoroughly incapable of weakening the lightning icicle's physical attacks.

”Baudelaire, tell me now, would I be able to kill you or not?” Saleen continued to attack with Thunder Explosion. Baudelaire was rendered dizzy from the skill, making him incapable of answering Saleen.

His body was created using the Divine Tablet spell and was extremely resilient. However, the electricity of the lightning icicles had carbonized most of that body, making it lose vitality.

Baudelaire only knew fear by then. However, he was not even able to speak anymore, making him unable to even surrender.

Saleen did not let him off. All of his followers attacked at the same time. Four weapons of different lengths, three arrows, and a lesser prophecy spell fell onto the person who had only been resurrected a short time ago.

The golden paper on Baudelaire slipped off and transformed into the Armageddon Codex once again. What seeped out from his body was not blood, but thick black smoke.

He was actually able to speak in that state.

”Saleen, you shall not escape from the God of Purgatory!”

”I'm tired of hearing sh** like that.” Saleen waved and Nailisi slashed with the Sword of Rules. Baudelaire's head rolled onto the ground.

The Armageddon Codex flew into the sky. It was so fast that not even Saleen was able to catch up to it.