Chapter 356: Pressure (1/2)
[Volume 5 – A Distance Within Reach]
Nighteye finally turned around and looked straight at the Young Man. “Fira, the answer is no regardless of how many times you ask.”
Fira’s expression froze and his cheek was twitching continuously—apparently, he was extremely angry. He tried to force out a smile in order to retain some elegance, but the distorted line on his lips only made him look inexplicably sinister.
Nighteye turned back and continued gazing out the window. Her eyes were detached, cold, and even contained a trace of disdain. She also moved her body as though by accident and distanced herself a little bit.
“You whore!” Firas cursed in anger. Nighteye’s small movement had ignited the last segment of his fuse, and he directly extended his large hands to grab her.
A cold gleam flashed in Nighteye’s eyes—the pair of daggers at her waist left their sheaths and fell into her hands. A bright red glow suffused the twin blades as she thrust at Fira’s chest, and at the same time, his image appeared in her eyes.
Only a “ding” was heard as the sound of clashing metal echoed through the room. Fira’s right arm moved across his chest and actually blocked Nighteye’s daggers. It seemed as though the two sharp blades, which had already cut apart countless enemies, had just slashed at a metallic sculpture. It was extremely difficult to push the blade further even slightly.
Nighteye let out a clear shout on the spot, and Fira’s image in her eyes shattered abruptly. Only a muffled groan was heard as the man’s face turned much paler. However, his blood energy only wavered for a moment before restabilizing. The bloody mist around his left hand rapidly intensified and immediately pressed upon Nighteye’s protective blood energy.
The dense blood energy gushing out wildly from the two was almost tangible and filled the entire room in the blink of an eye. Following which, the blood energies of different attributes materialized their own domains to launch fierce attacks.
Fira’s dark red blood energy took the form of numerous land beasts—lions, tigers, bears, and wolves appeared in great numbers and charged toward Nighteye amidst loud roars. This wasn’t just a simple illusion. Every pounce and every rend possessed the power to tear apart flesh and blood. So much that they were even more vicious than ordinary demonic beasts.
A peculiar cry rang out all of a sudden as a twin-headed beast emerged amidst the countless land animals, and an extremely powerful pressure emerged the moment it appeared. The ability to materialize terrifying entities within a domain to attack the opponent was recognized as a standard for geniuses, and the attack power of such a domain was much stronger than ordinary ones.
Fira’s anger subsided by a fair bit after releasing his domain to the fullest extent and converting it into calmness necessary for battle. Nighteye was a primo and so was he, but he received much less attention from the major characters of the upper continent.
Nighteye activated her blood energy; hers was bright red with specks of gold. At this moment, her entire body was enveloped in a dense, lingering blood-colored mist and was barely discernible. Suddenly, a giant bird rose into the sky! It was like a peacock with a line of gold extending from its beak toward its back and all the way to its last feather.
Fira’s pupils constricted precipitously—this was a golden peacock! A fierce beast with the ability to control darkness origin power. Comparatively, the twin-headed beast Fira had released from his domain immediately lost its color.
The golden peacock pounced directly toward the twin-headed beast as soon as it appeared, not even sparing a single glance at the other land beasts charging at Nighteye’s defenses. It pecked several times with great ferocity and excavated a bloody hole in the beast’s left head. The beast was in immense pain and struggled with all its might—the other head turned around and bit down on the golden peacock's body.
However, the peacock pressed the beast firmly and couldn’t be shaken off no matter what. After several vicious pecks, the beast’s other head burst into strands of spiralling black smoke which dispersed within the blood-colored domain.
The superiority in this battle had been decided.
But the victorious golden peacock was soon drowned out by all types of land beasts. Every flap of its wings sent demonic beasts flying and transforming into black origin power mid-air. However, there were simply too many of them, and the golden peacock continuously sustained more and more injuries.
Nighteye opened her eyes amidst the bloody mist, her cold pupils exceptionally bright and clear. Once again, a grey condor with snow-white wing tips rose into the air and pounced forward.
A snow-winged golden condor! Yet another vicious beast and, although it was somewhat inferior to the golden peacock, the difference was fairly limited.
Fira’s expression finally changed. Two vicious beasts had appeared in succession from Nighteye’s domain, and they were both high-ranking flying beasts. It seemed her talents in the field of domains had already far surpassed his own.
The ability to materialize vicious beasts in domains was ordinarily limited to experts above the level of marquis, but if he had remembered correctly, Nighteye had only just become a viscount.
No wonder the Monroes were still unwilling to negotiate and acting coy even under present circumstances, and no wonder the Evernight Council big shots would pay her so much attention. But drawing too much attention wasn’t always a good thing.
Fira revealed a sinister smile. The greater the talents Nighteye displayed, the more resolute he became.
Demonic beasts rushed out like a black tide within his domain and rushed toward the golden peacock and snow-winged golden condor. Even though the two avians would tear the land beasts into black smoke with every swipe of their claw and peck of their beaks, but the numbers were simply too great. Every dead beast would be replaced immediately by the one behind it.
Fira’s level was far above Nighteye—in the end, he was able to achieve victory by means of his blood energy capacity and forcefully suppressed Nighteye. The snow-winged golden condor was the first to falter and was torn to shreds.
Nighteyes countenance turned pale as she coughed out a mouthful of fresh blood. Her movements immediately turned somewhat slower, and she was almost struck by Fira. Within the blink of an eye, the golden peacock also disappeared—Nighteye coughed up yet another mouthful of fresh blood, and her movements became even more sluggish.
Fira finally found his opportunity. His left hand pierced through Nighteye’s protective blood energy with great ferocity and lifted her up by the neck.
After controlling Nighteye, Fira glanced at the surroundings and found that only a small number of vicious beasts remained within his domain, all of them injured. Fira’s expression turned gloomy because this indicated that he had won only by a narrow margin.
He was an entire three ranks higher than Nighteye, and yet, the fight had progressed to such a state. If they were at the same level, he probably wouldn’t last even ten minutes.
Fira stared fixedly at Nighteye with madness in his eyes and said through gritted teeth, “As expected of a primo capable of moving those old fellows. Your talents are indeed far above my own. But so what? Your talents will only push you into the abyss.”
Nighteye’s pale countenance was flushed due to the suffocation, but she only returned a cold gaze with exceptional calmness in her eyes. It was as though even the present situation couldn’t move her in the least.
Fira’s voice turned particularly deep. “I know you despise me, but this matter is beyond your control. Just be obedient and become my woman…” he paused suddenly and then continued with a dangerous tone, “perhaps I should have a taste of you right now. That’s not a bad idea at all!”
It was at this time that a cough echoed through the room.
Fira’s movements slowed down for a moment. He turned back abruptly and glared at the old man who had appeared at some point with fiery eyes.