Chapter 743: Fierce Defense 4
Chapter 743: Fierce Defense 4
Pop! Bang!
All kinds of dark magic attacks kept pouring in.
The area where Johas and Zemerton were fighting turned a lot similar to ruins. The ground caved in as if a meteor had fallen, and the trees around them turned into a charcoal lump in an instant because of the heat.
Whenever the gust of dark magic caused the blow, the ashes scattered around like snow.
The fearsome momentum didn’t even let anyone approach them, not even the Undead.
"Uhh, who is the opponent?"
"To be able to fight on equal grounds with Elder Zemerton…!"
Warlocks of both sides, who watched the fierce battle between Johas and Zemerton wondered.
On the Black Tower side, the warlocks were amazed by Zemerton’s skills, and the Veritas warlocks were shocked at Johas, who wasn’t backing down.
They knew that a fierce battle was going on, and warlocks kept on gathering in groups to see it.
Forgetting that they were in a battle, they focused on the battle between the two, strong and splendid dark magic users.
The battle fought by the topmost warlocks wasn’t easy to see.
Bang!
With a huge roar, black lightning fell from the sky.
"Kuak!"
It suddenly missed with constant confrontation.
It was Zemerton who rolled through the desolate field.
"Elder!"
"Kuek! Those bastards!"
While the warlocks of Veritas were shocked, Zemerton struggled to get up and spit out the blood which accumulated in his mouth.
He knew that the man opposite to him wasn’t any normal warlock by the amount of Magi he released, but he never thought that he would fall to the ground.
‘That is alright but… he is using our towers’ dark magic attacks! Are they the remnants of Saymon which Master has mentioned?’
The warlocks of the Veritas Magic Tower were derived from the legacy left behind by Saymon.
And if the opponent was using the same dark magic, then the probability of being the remnants of Saymon was very high.
But the reason why Zemerton was surprised by the opponent wasn’t because of him using the same dark magic.
It was because the opponent’s attacks seemed a lot more efficient and powerful despite using the same magic.
The fact that the opponent’s skills were far superior to what Zemerton had expected made him struggle.
‘Damn it, the only way is…!’
"Are you alright, Elder Zemerton… ugh?!"
A warlock approached Zemerton who was struggling but fell into the trap of Black Bind.
Without even having the time to struggle, the warlock died in an instant due to his vitality and Magi getting sucked away.
But that wasn’t the end, Zemerton’s Black Bind reached out to his subordinates who were far away.
"Ugh! Zemerton has gone crazy!"
"Uhk! Please spare me, Elder!"
Johas stared at the sight of Zemerton eating away his henchmen.
He could have taken the opportunity and attacked him, but there were two reasons for leaving him alone.
First, there was no reason for him to stop Zemerton who was killing away the warlocks of Veritas, and second, he was confident in taking him down.
"Are you done eating?"
At the sarcastic question of Johas, Zemerton grunted.
"It was only my ancestor who ever humiliated me by throwing me to the ground."
"Well, with your skills it was bound to happen."
Zemerton’s eyes were fixed on Johas who didn’t seem to be scared.
Even in his words, there was a strong feeling of Johas still underestimating his opponent.
As a former Elder of the Veritas Magic tower, he didn’t have to face such a man.
With his eyes narrowed, he began to unfold the dark magic he had learned, and it was the most powerful one.
"This bastard! This is the last time!"
Wheeing-!
With the sound of breeze moving, Magi began to accumulate at both the hands of Zemerton.
And shortly after, a black and white sphere was created.
Zemerton put his hands together to make a sphere of chaos mixed with the white and black magic.
Johas who watched it went stiff.
"Chaos Strike."
"Kuek, right. This is an 8th magic circle
It was the dark magic attack created by Saymon.
Johas, who continued the legacy of Saymon wouldn’t surely know that.
"Of course, I know it."
Unlike his cold response, Magi began to rise from Johas’s body.
That was how angry he was.
"Dirty thieves! It wasn’t enough to kill our ancestor, but stealing his magic… you really have no sense of shame!"
"Doesn’t matter what you know. Die! You bastard!"
The Chaos Strike left Zemerton’s hand, and went right for Johas.
Seeing the opponent not even be able to budge, Zemerton smiled.
‘Kuekkue, this isn’t the Chaos Strike that you know about. This is an improved version!’
A very new Chaos Strike.
The power was slightly lower than the original one, and the amount of magi consumed was large.
Instead, the speed was twice as fast, at least three times the original one.
Arsene might be the only one to avoid it.
The old man in front of Zemerton would surely get his body engulfed in the Chaos Strike and die without any trace with the huge explosion.
That moment when Zemerton clenched his fists in victory…
"Vanish Blade!"
For both his hands, Johas began to manifest Magi in the shape of a crescent moon.
The Magi blade cut through the Chaos Strike which flew in.
Crack!
As the Chaos Strike vanished in thin air, Zemerton’s eyes went wide.
Even if he had to see it once again, he wouldn’t have figured what had happened.
"Th-that!"
"Did you ever consider that there would be an improvement in the dark magic which was stolen only by you?"
Johas approached Zemerton with a cold gaze.
Not realizing, Zemerton who was confused, stepped back without his knowledge.
In his mind, fifty thousand dark magic attacks flashed through.
However, the one attack which was supposed to be a secret attack was defeated very easily, and he lost his confidence in what to use.
"Kuak! Die! Just die!"
In a situation where he wasn’t so sure, the dark magic used by Zemerton was Dark Bullet.
Had just randomly created Dark Bullet and sent them for Johas.
However, Johas avoided them with ease by using Blink.
‘Uh, I thought he was a strong man.’
At Zemerton turning all nervous and sweaty, Johas laughed.
He had been training very diligently, looking forward to the time where he would meet Arsene.
Whenever Luke visited the Black Tower, he would ask for new skills.
And based on the thing given, he would hone his dark magic skills and devise new dark magic attacks.
And that was how the Vanish Blade was created.
Although it showed sufficient power in a real battle, Johas was disappointed that he couldn’t use it in a stronger way.
‘It would have been nice if the Veritas Magic Tower Meister was my opponent, but didn’t Master take care of him?’
Meister Albert of Veritas Magic Tower.
He was one of the leading warlocks of the time.
He thought that it would be exciting to take that man down, but he was already dead.
Moreover, contrary to what Johas knew, Albert was killed by Belfair and not Luke.
It was Nestar, the former Meister of Veritas, who died in Luke’s hands, and it was a messed up information.
"Kuek! Don’t come here! Don’t get closer!"
While Johas was in thoughts, Zemerton was crying out loud.
Seeing the despicable man in front of him, Johas didn’t get close to him.
Instead, a long stretched Vanish Blade pierced through Zemerton’s chest.
"Kuak! Kuak!"
"Tch Tch, I am so sorry. I wanted to make it easy for you."
Johas’s attack only smashed the black circle on Zemerton’s heart.
Approaching Zemerton who was in pain, he pulled out a small vial of liquid from his sleeve.
"Kuak! Th-that is…!"
It seemed like a potion, but there was no way an opponent would give him a potion.
Zemerton, who sensed the energy from the vial, went pale.
"Oh Great Parent, I am sending this sinful trash over to you."
"No-No!!"
Johas, praying, sprinkled the holy water on Zemerton’s wound.
Shhhh!
The moment the Holy Water came in contact with the Magi remaining in Zemerton’s body, it caused heat to spread everywhere.
"No! Spare me! Ahhh!"
Slowly, flames emerged and engulfed the body of Zemerton.
It was because the flames of Holy Water didn’t just burn down his body but also his soul.
However, no matter how hard he struggled, the flames of purification didn’t go out.
Eventually, Zemerton turned into a burnt body.
Thud.
Johas opened his mouth looking at Zemerton’s body.
"Await in hell. I’ll send in your henchmen and the one you adore sooner or later."
Saying that, he stepped onto the skeleton of Zemerton, which was barely holding the human shape, and turned around.
The head of the Undead army was removed, but there were still very few Veritas warlocks that they hadn’t dealt with.
Unless they removed all of them, they wouldn’t be able to stop the Undead army.
"Ugh!"
"Ahhhhh…!"
The remnants of Veritas, who could feel his gaze, turned cold or trembled in fear.
They wanted to run away, but their body wouldn’t even budge a little, almost as if the rat got caught in front of the cat.