Chapter 261 Come out and Face Me (1/2)

Everything was possible.

Passing through the dust, Joshua stepped into the ark house. Without only a glance, he had remembered every detail within the place.

The hall was a complete mess. The tables, chairs, and vases were scattered everywhere. There was a strange red light and dried corpses within the place. There were also some blasphemous-looking circle and the stench of innards. In the center of the circle, bones of a baby were completely wrapped by fungus. The small heart had already fused with the dark water, stored within the rippling black organs.

It was a familiar yet despicable scene.

At this moment, the warrior felt that he had returned to his past life during the invasion of the abyss. It was an era where the world progressed closer to death. The land was filled with bloody mud. Mountains of bones and skeletons scattered through the land. Cries of pain and despair could be heard everywhere.

The era where the stars had fallen and the demons were reborn.

”At the end of the day, you guys succeeded anyway.”

With the low voice, Joshua spoke. He looked at the scene before him with a cold expression. At the end of it, there were only two red dots left in the dark. ”I shouldn't be late for this.”

The bloody Combat Aura, bringing forth a chilling sensation spread throughout the vicinity with Joshua being the center of it. The people wearing dark robes in that place woke up from the spirit attack launched by the warrior. Before that, they were unable to withstand the attack and was plunged into a world of illusion. Just when Joshua released his bloodthirsty aura, they were forcefully brought back to reality, escaping from the terrifying illusionary world.

”Kill him!”

Without having the time to think of the reason why the perfect barrier malfunctioned and analyze the power of their enemy in front of them, the old man in black robes shouted in a sharp voice, ”Don't let him interrupt our summoning.”

The other cultist immediately responded. They took out all sort of wands and weapons from their robes. Being the elites that could infiltrate the Empire, they had a certain level of combat ability despite being too obsessed with their cult. Before the old man could finish his sentence, there was a red light shone from his body. There was another cultist who was hurriedly casting his spell to summon the evil power from the other world.

The light resembles the sunset contained a large amount of death aura and the power to combust everything in its path. At that instant when the casting ended, the light left the body of the cultist, forming a flaming hurricane that flew directly towards Joshua. The hurricane successfully surrounded the warrior in an instant. The floor and furniture that was scattered around burned due to the high heat, turning into ashes. Even the vases, which were made by steel turned into red molten liquid, flowing on top of the rocky floor that was softened by the heat.

Before they could land the attack on their target, the black-robed cultist found out that the man in front of them easily shattered their effort. The fire was scattered and Joshua was still moving forward step by step without any form of damage. The dark aura, which was surrounding his body, easily destroy the flaming wind.

How could this be happening?

Their hearts were terrified, as if it was gripped by the hands of terror. Even though these cultists did not fear death, the happenings in front of them still gave them quite a shock. The previous attack was a Gold-tier skill [Abyssal Inferno]. Even the highest ranked Gold-tier cultist would need the assistance of a wand to channel the attack. As a result, it was one of the strongest attack in the Gold-tier range. Even the defensive arts of the same tier could not withstand its might.

Yet, the man in front of them easily withstood the attack!

With an uncontrollable emotion, the old man in black robes could not understand what was happening. The opponent was definitely not a Supreme-tier warrior. However, his strength was inconceivable. He endured the pressure and continued to give his command in order to buy time. The black robed man suddenly felt shocked when Joshua suddenly disappeared in front of him. At the same time, a palm that seemed to be made of steel slapped onto his face.

He tried to scream in pain yet there was no sound. The sweat caused by fear dripping down from his body. The attack from the warrior broke the neck of the cultist directly, giving him an instant death. All five fingers seemed to be bonded into a strong steel. The sound of bones being crushed could be heard from the man in black robes. Under to pressure of the slap, his face was completely disfigured into a lump of meat. The eyeballs and the brain fluid gushed out from his eye socket, dropping onto the floor.

Within a second, all the other members came back to their sense. They could only take a deep cold breath in fear. The terror had completely seeped into their bones. The high pressure that they were facing causes them to be unable to mourn in pain or even breathe smoothly.

How is this possible? How could he kill our leader instantly?!

Monster! HE IS A MONSTER!

There were those obsessive ones who could successfully triumph over their own fear. They shouted to boost their morale, raising their weapons against Joshua. Even though the warrior in front of them was strong, he was still not a Supreme-tier warrior. If they would just attack him together, they might have a chance of victory.

Yet their dreams remained as dreams only. When they started to advance, all Joshua did was turning his head, looking at all the cultist. All the cultists felt that Joshua's cold and calm eyes had completely seen through their plan. With a swift swing of his hand, Joshua took a silver greatsword from the edge of the array. Without any rush, he moved towards the cultist.

After a long period of hiatus, the Chaos defender finally returned to his original battlefield. The battlefield was foul rotting meat with blood and killing was something normal people could withstand.

For Joshua though, it was completely normal.

The cultist in front of Joshua was so pressured. He could no longer withstand the fear and acted on their own. He raised his cross-blade against Joshua, slicing apart the air resistance accompanied by a misty hurricane. His attack could turn steel into a slab of scrap metal, turning rocks into power. There was no need to mention about the aftermath of human meat.

Yet, it was too slow for Joshua. So slow that he could let out a sigh before he took his action. Just as he sighed, the greatsword in his hand turned into a bright light, cutting the cultist who attacked him in half.

The splattered blood was not able to reach the ground as the red Combat Aura turned them into a bloody mist. Other attacks from the remaining cultists were launched towards Joshua. Under their angry swearing, the sound of arrows could be heard clearly in the air. Numerous arrows were launched directly towards Joshua. Leading the assault were the cultists that held onto their spears and axes. With their last drop of bravery, they had dashed towards Joshua. Behind them were the mages who were casting dark magic against Joshua.