He radiated a soft aura, but his consciousness seemed fragile, his mental waves could analyze the ground below him only for a few seconds before they dispersed.
"He is going to die in a few years anyway, this kill barely counts as an achievement."
Elder Pansy spoke when she saw the state of the cultivator, her evaluation was on point, the explorer would only be able to live for a few years unless he increased his power.
Of course, Noah didn't care about how honorable his actions were.
He completely ignored Elder Pansy's words as his gaze went on the emblem on the robe worn by explorer, he recognized that symbol.
"Shosti family."
Noah murmured when he recognized the origin of the explorer, his companions could clearly hear his words and shot questioning gazes in his direction.
"Large-size noble family of the Utra country."
Noah explained in a few words, and his companions nodded when they understood that they had found a suitable target.
Each one of them quickly prepared for the ambush.
Noah wielded his Demonic swords, Elder Hope took out her peculiar knife, Elder Pansy laid a long iron stick on her shoulders, and Elder Jason tightened his grip on his sword, they were ready to attack.
The heroic cultivator from the Shosti family continued to fly, he was unaware that four assassins were hiding under the trees below him, waiting for him to reach a specific spot in the sky.
Then, all of a sudden, four black lines appeared around him and formed a shining rectangle that encircled him.
He felt weak when the light of the spell hit him, it took a good amount of his concentration to repel the weakening effects that were assaulting his body.
A blue light shone from his body, which seemed to improve his complexion temporarily, he quickly moved to escape the area of the rectangle when a sharp sound reached his ears and destabilized his concentration.
The heroic cultivator from the Shosti family lost the foothold under his left leg when his concentration was broken, he was about to cast another spell when more than thirty fireballs shot from the terrain and crashed on him.
A loud explosion occurred, and a gray cloud formed in the sky, a fuming figure came out of the smoke and loudly coughed as it tried to straighten its position.
The heroic cultivator had survived, but most of his robe had been burned, and even his beard didn't survive the attack, anger could be clearly seen on his expression as he shouted to the ground below.
"Who dares!?"
His question though wasn't answered by words but by the appearance of black flames from behind his back.
The cultivator from the Shosti family sensed that threat and turned to block the attack.
A small blue shield appeared in his right hand, and a harpoon was wielded in his left one, he raised his shield to defend from the assault but his eyes widened when he saw the face of his assassin.
Long black hair, shining icy-blue eyes, and soft edges, he knew that youthful aspect too well to be mistaken.
"Noah Balvan! How?"
Noah's sabers clashed with the shield as he spoke those words, he wasn't able to pierce it without the activation of his secret art, but cracks still appeared on its surface due to the immense strength behind Noah's slash.
The noble was about to speak again, but a sharp pain on his back forced him to suppress his surprise and use all his focus to try to survive that situation, desperation began to fill his mind when he saw that a stick and a sword were aiming for his head.
Chapter end
Report
|
Donate
Oh o, this user has not set a donation button.
|