1351 Evil Oracle Part 2 (2/2)

”Lex, if everything had gone as planned, I wouldn't have ended up getting stuck here. See there, even uncle can't leave now, and he's clearly pissed about being stuck behind the door. The million-strong army is gathering outside, but they still can't get it.”

Lex took a closer look and thought her brother was right. Safilos's expression suggested that he was fuming. He stood alone where he was, his long blade brimming with a purple aura.

The army he commanded was outside the city. Most of the ones in the city had ended up dying, and only a handful was able to get into the underground city. Safilos was now all alone.

The people of the Presbyterian Council had all been moved out. None of the nobles' guardians were mobilized to do battle there.

Those damned nobles! Do they really think the end of Holy Rock City is near?

Even though he wasn't a mage, Prince Safilos possessed a lot of skills, many of which were geared for combat. Being surrounded by warriors provided him with great power that allowed his combat prowess to skyrocket.

Furthermore, the greater the casualties on the battlefield, the greater the power of his siphoning blade. Others would get tired after fighting for prolonged periods; with Safilos, it was just the opposite: he became more ferocious.

But now his armies weren't with him, and the royal swordsmen were not under his command, much less the mages: All four had died in the fighting outside the door, but he didn't yet know that this was actually the Winged Skull's doing.

Lex didn't say much. That brother of hers had a strong mind of his own. It was impossible for her to sway him, so she just let him be. If something were to happen to Saleen, she would only have to venture outside to save him. If she wore the God's Ring, a fast escape would be no problem at all.

Those thoughts were running through Lex's mind when the black vortex suddenly expanded. All of a sudden an abomination resembling a human youth emerged from the center of the vortex. Clutching a curved dagger, it charged at Saleen.

Alarms were heard in the magic cube as soon as that abomination, an assassin, emerged. It was identified as a level-13 red in the magic cube's projections.

This assassin appeared right behind Saleen in an instant and raised the dagger above his back. That weapon, gray and filled with holy prose, seemed to be coarse, like an unpolished bone blade.

Seeing this Rafel quickly thrust her spear at the abomination's back. Without turning its head around, the abomination raised its right leg and kicked Rafel's spear high in the air, making a whoosh right above its head.

Rafel's retaliated with an energy attack thrust, but that abomination was able to throw the entire spear upward, shocking Rafel. She discovered that even if she were to undo her seal, she would not have been able to take on that abomination!

Is Saleen going to die?

The magic amplifier shimmered into existence behind Saleen before Rafel's thoughts turned. The assassin's dagger had pierced the black ring that formed the magic amplifier.

Eight-ball lightning bolts spun at great speed with the black ring. The assassin started shouting while pulling its hands back. But it was too late. One of its arms was melted by a flash of eight-ball lightning. The dagger was purified into something that looked golden and transparent.

The Thunder Dragon Blaster materialized on Saleen's left arm. Seven lightning icicles fired. Despite its grievous injuries, the abomination's reflexes were still intact. Slithering like a snake, it contorted its body into six different angles, intending to evade the lightning icicles.

Saleen's lightning icicles, however, were unable to target the assassin in the first place. He was too anxious. Locking onto a level-13 abomination proved extremely difficult.

But then again, Saleen didn't need targeting at all. Four-ball lightning bolts appeared between the icicles shot and penetrated that abomination's body.

Though its body was already disintegrating, the abomination kept struggling. The power of ball lightning was something it would not have been able to resist. The abomination shrieked as its body broke down into golden granules.

Saleen looked troubled. He'd nearly been done in. If he hadn't acquired new secret arts allowing him to control his magic amplifier, not even his Figure of Fate would have been able to save him from that the dagger.

That dagger was clearly and entirely made out of the Heretic God's bone. It had taken eight of Saleen's most powerful lightning balls to purify the weapon. Its powers spiked over 20 times while it was stuck in the magic amplifier.

Saleen kept his calm despite almost getting stabbed by the assassin. Moving quickly, he came to Rafel's side within a split second and summoned four-star figures.

Despite all four still being in a sealed state, they were nonetheless very, very resistant to damage. If another level-13 were to appear, Saleen would at least be able to avoid another close call.

Rafel waved and took the dagger the abomination had dropped and put it in Saleen's hand. The dagger, a golden color throughout, was already free of any evil aura. Lightning magic patterns appeared within its translucent blade.

Good stuff indeed. Saleen was comforted somewhat to find that among the secret arts he acquired, there were actually weapon-crafting skills that mages could have used. However, one of those skills had a ridiculously high requirement in terms of materials for it to work. So would this translucent golden dagger prove adequate?

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