Chapter 100 The Sash of the Stretching Rainbow (1/2)
My eyes reopened to see the infernal priest clutching at his right hand, screaming at the top of his voice in agony! The hand which barely seized me was now grotesquely bent as if it was broken!
I jerked my head back to look at my companions, my eyes relaying my question. But both of whom were also watching me with amazement themselves. There was no time to ask about what happened. I yelled at the evil priest, ”How do you like a taste of that, you old weasel?” Filled with anger at my taunt, the wicked priest began squawking strangely with fury and charged at me again like a frenzied bull! I began regretting goading him; even in his injured state, the evil priest was still many times as powerful as I am! There was no way I could ever dream of defeating him! In my panic, I began thinking of my father, Master Six, and the founder of my father's order whose picture I saw not long ago. I was in desperate need of help! Suddenly, I remembered, Master Six! Yes!
Memories flashed back to my previous encounter with Master Six and the conversation I had with him in his car.
”Well, Master Six, you had given Mr. Chen something. Can't you give me something too, in case I ever need your help?”
”Did your father not give you any artifacts of his own, boy?”
”My father is nothing if not a stingy person... The things that he had given me are useless! If only you could...”
Master Six smiled slyly, saying nothing. With a casual wave of his wrist, an object appeared out of nowhere in his hand. ”You are ordained with the destiny of your own. Nothing I do will be able to change that. Be that as it may, take this,” he said, ”It may be able to save you in any case of danger one day. Remember this incantation. I'll only say this once...”
I quickly summoned my broken sword to me. But the infernal priest had reached me! Grimacing with dismay and anxiety, it was too late for any more spells!
The evil priest lunged at me with his undamaged hand! I spun on my heels and was about to bolt when the older priest began shaking and convulsing violently! Before I realized anything, a number of dents appeared suddenly on his chest, following by a cascade of bangs like cannons being fired successively followed by an invisible force that slammed into the priest, sending him backward! The sudden, invisible strike from nowhere launched the priest off his feet, crashing him into the wall of the cottage! The huge impact of the debacle shook the entire hut, collapsing it on him and burying him within the fallen rubble!
I could even hardly react. Everything had happened so fast in the blink of an eye. Lin Feng, Yuan Chongxi, and also the maimed Hong Tianhua could only witness everything with startled and perplexed expressions. But we were still in bewildered bafflement when a harrowing roar boomed from within the heaps of debris! Next, came a huge explosion followed by a gust of wind so strong that scuds of dust and pebbles were whisked into the air! ”Damn! That thing is still alive!” I heard Yuan Chongxi yelling with fright. Of course, I could almost scowl, otherwise, we would never have to be so pitiful in the first place! A dark, bat-like figure emerged from the piles of concrete scree and hurtled into the air! With the advent of the demonic figure flying in the air, I immediately felt a powerful and intense pressure bearing down on me. The evil priest was readying itself to come at me again! Winds began assailing me from all sides like keen blades, slicing and slashing at me relentlessly, the harbinger of the diabolic priest's impending attack!
”May the blessing of the Sages be upon me?” The evil priest's shriek rang from above in mid-air, ”You will pay for the sins of your father, boy! Die!” I tossed away my broken sword, the ornament hanging at its hilt fluttering in the wind on its way down. ”Come, you weasel demon! We'll end this, once and for all!” I bellowed back at the older priest still hanging in mid-air. My fingers weaved another seal; one that I had never used before: the spell that Master Six had taught me! The demonic priest saw my lips moving but he could not hear me over the din of the raging winds. ”What are you saying, brat?!” He yelled at me, but I gave no response. I looked at the ornament at the hilt of my sword dancing in the wind. No! I suddenly realized! It was moving AGAINST the wind! Gashes began to appear on the skins of my face and arms. The winds, still blowing around me like the blades of scythes, were slicing at my skin with ease as blood trickled slowly out every incision they made on me! But I hardly felt any pain for my attention was entirely on the fabric adornment of my broken sword! It was rising, its ribbon growing longer and longer as its whorls, buffeted the winds, stretched swiftly towards the demonic priest!