The Demon Against The Heavens
/ The Demon Against the Heavens 121 Circe
The present were staring at the black-armored knight, astonished by his words.
Snowflake curled his whiskers in curiosity. His mind was actually flashing back to the blow Helial had just delivered; it was the same blow that left the Queen of Spiders bodiless. None of them knew what kind of Skill that was, exactly. All they knew was that it gave Helial a jaw-dropping power as well as a violent backfire. After using the Skill, Heal didn't appear to be able to move freely.
"Last time he fainted. This time he's still standing, but his Mana is depleted," Snowflake mumbled to himself. "I thought I could compete with him now, but I was wrong. If a blow like that should hit me…" The tiger-sized white cat shook his head and gave a sigh. Helial got him to reevaluate all the standards for that planet. Snowflake came from the Heavenly Star Tigers Clan, one of the most powerful Clans in whole universe. He surely had seen many talents in his life. Nonetheless, he must admit that Helial's truly exceeded every standard he had stumbled on.
"If I had to classify him, I'd say he's still behind the greatest talents in his generations. But so far there was no obstacle he couldn't face while levelling up. He also wouldn't seem to have trained at all before turning fifteen." Snowflake did a little math in his head. Meanwhile, Lumia approached her brother in worriedness.
"Are you okay, brother?" asked Lumia.
Helial swallowed the blood in his mouth and gave her a smile. Some blood traces were still staining his teeth. "Pseudonym is strong. Way stronger than me or anyone in the Third Phase. No warrior in the Third Phase could defend themselves against that blow, but Pseudonym did. Effortlessly, I would say." A strange flame rushed through Helial's body.
After he received Kirin and Iblis' legacies, life became too easy. Even though there still was loads of people stronger than him, none in his age could hope to match him, or worse - defeat him. Unfortunately, in a small Nation like Fiercelake, Helial had soon become unmatched.
"You ain't seen nothing yet," yawned Iblis as he leafed through his fritters recipes book in boredom. The book turned out to be of no more use to him, who was now a fritter master. It was damn frustrating not to know how to improve his fritters skills. There was no way the lord of Destruction couldn't bake better fritters than he already did.
"Tsk. Fuck you, fritters. Let's see who wins this time…"
Helial heard the Devil's words echo out through his Soul and felt a sudden urge to disappear from the face of the earth. "You either lack some marbles or can't be close to me," he snorted.
"As I was saying," the kid went on ignoring Helial, "this Pseudonym is beyond your imagination. As things stand, you can't even match Circe. If you faced Medusa one on one without plot twists, you'd have a hard time gaining the upper hand. Your skills and talent aren't that bad. But you're impressive only as far as your potential is concerned. Only thanks to that can you compare yourself to that of some pretty good geniuses in the universe. For now, the universe if full of better geniuses than you."
Helial nodded. It was no surprise. The universe was scattered with who knows how many tremendously powerful creatures more talented than him. However, the awareness of this wouldn't undermine his improvement. Rather, it made the best incentive for him.
"Such a wide gap must be attacked head on, and not only through a hard training. What you're lacking now is experience. Pseudonym is enveloped in a bloody Aura, which means he has killed many more people and beasts than those you've ever met. You've just killed some Goblins and a couple Dungeon monsters. Not much really."
Helial gave a sigh. There was nothing he could object.
"You sure everything's alright, Heli?" Lumia asked in concern.
Helial struggled to nod. "Sure. I just need some rest…"
Suddenly, an irresistibly attractive silhouette came into the boy's sight. A black bodice was enhancing her waist and shapely bosom. Her raven hair was a cascade of gems on her shoulders. Her eyes gleamed with ice and fire. Whoever looked at her in the eyes for too long would automatically turn into her slave.
As Helial saw her, a shiver ran down his spine.
Circe.
The woman who immobilized him to steal his very first kiss through mere force. Helial was sure that if he had been in better condition, he could have done nothing to resist the Witch.
Lumia saw Circe and immediately evoked all her Mana, hissing: "Step any closer and you'll die without even knowing how."
Circe winked at Lumia and answered in her mellow voice: "Easy down, little one. Me and your brother will be busy doing some grown-up stuff now. Go back to playing with your pet."
Helial knew these words would lead to a tough reaction. Once again, he wished for some interspace portal which could bring him somewhere far, where there was no Snowflake.
"WHO-IS-THE-PET-YOU-FILTHY-BLACK-COW? COME TELL THIS EMPEROR CAT WHO'S THE CAT IN HIS FACE. OR YOU'RE TOO AFRAID TO DROWN IN THE PEE OF THE GREATEST CAT IN WHOLE HISTORY, HUH?"
As he finished his speech, he drew his strongest Skill. All of a sudden, he looked as though he had frozen.
Circe raised an eyebrow. She calmly whispered: "Fire Claw."
Skill Activated:
Fire Claw
The smell of burning fur filled the room. Everyone saw Snowflake suddenly appear in midair, his tail in flames. He began to hurl at every existing divinity as well as at those still to exist.
Extraordinarily enough, Circe had just intercepted Snowflake. Helial gave Circe a baffled look. She knew the girl was strong, but he didn't know to what extent. He had always thought that Circe compared Pseudonym's shadow. Snowflake's Skill was unmatched in the Third Phase Late stage. No one had intercepting the cat using it before. And yet Circe had just pulled that off, sending his ass up in flames.
Snowflake's four-star cussing made a wildly romantic background, so Circe saw it fitting to seize the chance. She leaned towards Helial, brushed her lips against his ear, and whispered: "Now come play with me."
Circe lifted Helial up and instantly disappeared with him before the shocked gaze of Lumia, who found herself unable to keep up with Circe's swift moves.
Chapter end
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