Chapter 942 (2/2)

At a speed visible to the naked eye, thin tendrils of the mist snaked outward. Toward the many Skills that were shooting toward Randidly, these tendrils seemed disdainful. They reared upward and forcefully smashed that attacks to nothing. A shower of bright sparks was the only gravestone to the defeated volley.

Fall silent, because your champions will be slaughtered.

The Chimera’s terrible mouth opened, revealing a dark funnel to a perpetually empty stomach. Randidly’s gaze was locked upon the two-headed bear.

Man is Proud, but the Chimera Takes.

Randidly’s body blurred forward, shooting toward the spectral creature summoned by Glendel. As Randidly raised his spear, all the terrible fury he held in his chest spiraled toward the tip of Acri. That horrible darkness condensed into an infinitely small and sharp point with an intensity that set the air humming as he thrust forward.

BOOOOOOM.

Its eyes dazed, the two-headed bear staggered backward two steps. The flesh of its shoulder was mangled, with a hole in its side that seemed to indicate that the bear had been struck by a howitzer rather than a spear.

With glowing eyes, Randidly set his feet and thrust Acri quickly upward toward the bear’s face. Around him, those struck by his grim blades hadn’t even hit the ground yet. Their bodies were still buckling under the force of the attack. Those that threw projectiles watched, wide-eyed as their attacks were dissipated and Randidly teleported to rip a hole through the two-headed bear.

As one, the arena held its breath.

The Grim Chimera raised its open mouth to heaven and cackled. Without an image, Randidly was completely unmatched as he romped among them. After he struck down this bear-

“Aegis!”

Donny, wielding a golden shield that illuminated the surrounding twenty meters with light, interposed himself between Randidly and the bear. Very quickly, Randidly switched his target and slammed his spear against Donny’s shield, knocking the man backward.

But that second of stillness was enough for Donnyton to make its decision; it would fight. Around Randidly, the elite of Donnyton struck. Randidly couldn’t help but grin. If you hadn’t chosen this, I would have been disappointed.

Sam reached Randidly first. His azure hammer smashed toward Randidly’s back. But rather than the blow, the real damage came in the form of the aura of cold that blasted outward. Very quickly, Randidly could see that this weapon of Sam’s was extremely powerful. Although the materials probably weren’t superior to Randidly’s new items, this was the true masterwork of Sam. This was what he had poured himself into.

And yet…

Chimeric Avoidance.

In the area around the freezing aura, Randidly’s body… simply shifted. Like a ghost, he floated through the area affected by the aura without being afflicted by its chilling cold. Slowly, Randidly’s grin widened. So it really could be used like this too…

Molten Fang of the Pariah ripped forward in a counter, forcing Sam to bring his buckler shield around to deflect Randidly’s attack. But Sam wasn't prepared for close combat. It had been too long since he practiced against real enemies with any consistency. With brutal efficiency, Randidly adjusted the trajectory of his thrust. The blow skittered upward across the shield and laid open Sam’s forearm, the burning heat cauterizing the wound painfully just as quickly as the gash had been opened.

Cursing, Sam stumbled backward and almost lost his grip on his hammer. But before Randidly could follow up, Paolo and Kayle struck, one high and one low.

Snorting, Randidly activated Reaper’s Mantle of Catastrophe’s. The dark grey aura blasted outward, hitting both Paolo, Kayle, and the surrounding people who moved in to follow up while Randidly was distracted. Adding to that, Randidly pressed his Willpower against the image, rapidly raising the efficacy of the restrictive effect the Skill possessed.

The air chilled as an effect much more poignant and immediate than the cold provided by Sam’s hammer gathered. More than that, the real advantage that Randidly’s Skill possessed was that the cold wasn’t strictly spiritual; it would also directly affect an individual’s ability to use Skills. Such was the chilling despair that Randidly wielded.

He felt both Paolo and Kayle’s nascent images struggle to resist the frigid touch, but soon Randidly’s gaze filled with emerald fire. This isn’t nearly enough. The Chimera Weeps as Man Mourns.

Dozens of blows shot outward, inflicting several deep wounds on both Paolo and Kayle. But neither flinched; in fact, both pressed forward. With a flick of the wrist, Acri smashed outward. Both men were sent tumbling away.

“Curse of Weakness!” Mrs. Hamilton shouted. There was a stinging on Randidly’s right arm, and he looked down to see a tattoo slowly spreading outward. Immediately, he felt Stamina begin to drain away.