138 Chapter 133 : The long battle for survival part 13 (1/2)
Few seconds later.
Mark defeated her and became the master through soul pact.
If Wendy were to be present on the outside, not being locked in the holy containment of holy metal, the final winner would undoubtedly be her.
The holy containment was special, as it seals off all unholy things, including the undead skills that wendy had in her arsenal.
Without the help from her underlying undead abilities, wendy gave up quickly unable to withstand the shearing strain that rumbled her unsupported brain.
Though it was painful, mark bared with the pain as it was not a thing new to his life.
Despite the struggle he had gone through, the psychic attack had imposed a toll on him, which made him spat few mouth full of blood, before his mana came out in unison to stabilize his weakened self.
Despite the art backs the result was fruitful, as mark had now conquered an king class undead, which might come in handy to his unknown mission in this unknown world.
Through soul pact mark could govern every right over wendy! He could order her to commit suicide much less ask her to fight for him.
Cela who was looking at the scene since the beginning had agaped back in surprise.
She knew that the little Mark was strong, but decisive enough to choose the correct way of defeating wendy at critical juncture!
She became startled with eyes that showed heavy reverence towards him.
” He was holding back... he really was holding back his strength when we were fighting wendy in her blooded mansion! ”
Click! Click! Click! Click!
Mark immediately made his was to the holy container, unlocking the locks before putting the unconscious head of wendy on the floor, waiting for her body to recreate.
Whoosh!
At a rate visible to the naked eyes, Wendy's body started to regrow.
In a dozen seconds, her body regenerated it's lost links, with her naked self which was lying on the floor unconscious without a hint that she became enslaved to Mark's command.
Slap! Slap!
Sitting on top her body, Mark made a couple slaps before bellowing
” Wake up! ”
Slap! Slap!
” Stop pretending like a dead, listen to the first command of your little master! ”
He was quite domenering this moment and was slapping her hard, as if he were to vent his hidden frustration over her.
” Umm... ”
Wendy opened her pretty eyes before spotting mark seated over her body as if she was his ride to begin with.
” The hell! ”
” How dare he disrespect me with... wait, what am I doing on the outside?
Wasn't i sealed into the holy container by this crazy bastard? ”
The more she pondered on it the more frustrated she began to get.
” **** ? It's unfair! ”
” *******, what happened to my voice? ”
” Human ****? Are you responsible for this ****? ”
Tough she wanted to curse him openly, the body of her had censored the words, before comming out her mouth.
” **** my freedom of speech!
He had censored me! ”
An interesting thing about the soul pact is in its ability to impart the servant about the inner desires of its master.
Since the concept of servant in Mark's mind is a humble existence, that listens to masters command.
Wendy had lost her freedom of speech causing her body to censor her words which appeared rude to mark's reasoning.
” No! I don't buy this? How could I Wendy be reduced to a slave?
A mighty existence of spirit saint existence were to become a slave!
Wouldn't the world laugh at me if they were to hear about this incident? ”
Wendy exclaimed internally, before devising an unfeasible escape plan, which was bound to be failed.
Push!
Kyaa!
” Shameless ****! Attacking my pure body, **** don't you know that karma will eat ****** you up from the inside out? ”
Covering her loose hanging melons with frail slender arms, Wendy acted weakly, casting a pitiful self before him, which almost made Mark to fell for the trap she devised.
Whoosh!
Within a snap she springed her legs and dived straight for the exit.
” Fuck! In anger I had almost forgotten that she was butt naked... but still, does this Wendy think that I mark would fall for the same trick twice?
She must be underestimating my righteous self? ”
Whoosh!
Catch!