Chapter 82
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The frigid gale of wind continued to batter against the barrier held up by five of the Silva Mona clones, constantly chipping away at it while the five clones also constantly supply more aura to it, continuing the standstill of both sides. However, one of the Silva Mona clones' eyes suddenly begin to dull before its entire body turned slack. A second later, that clones body turned limp and fell, eventually crashing down into the earth below. Its fall accompanied by a large crashing sound, dust and rocks flying into the air.
The other Silva Mona's seemed to hold little attention to this fallen comrade however, as seconds later another Silva Mona clone had taken that one's place, not letting the barrier falter for even a second. This clash continued for several moments, with one clone falling after another until the glacial gale that was battering against their barrier finally lost its edge and eventually dissipated fully.
But the several clones didn't get to rest long, as a second later the barrier was suddenly and mysteriously smashed open by a shadowed shape which quickly revealed itself as Alexander, his Crying Night extended forward overbearingly.
'I can't mind-read these mechanical clones... So my best option is to go after the weak looking man who has been alongside Silva Mona.' Alexander's thought process was such as his shadowed form continued its mad dash forward. On his way upwards towards the tip of the thistle tree, he didn't forget to strike every Silva Mona clone on his way.
Clang!
Bang!
Clone after clone was struck. Though most seemed to dodge the brunt of these fast and overbearing attacks, several clones were directly severed and ripped apart brutally. In seconds flat, Alexander had flown back to the leaf in where this long fight had begun, flying through the gap in the leaf that he had created earlier when throwing the first Silva Mona clone through it.
"Ah!" The man standing on the leaf cried out when he saw this speeding figure rise into view, its blurry form turning sharply in the air, rocketing straight towards him in a frightening and hair-tingling manner.
"Dammit!" One of the Silva Mona clones cursed as he and his fellow clones chased after Alexander, though their speed seemed minuscule compared to the Sky Magician's.
This was the overbearing power of a Sky Magician at work. Despite having nearly a hundred clones roughly around the Spirit Rank, they were still nowhere near enough to put up a decent fight against this man who was two whole ranks ahead of them at the King Magician Rank. If he were at the first rank of the Sky Magician Realm, that of Reformation Rank, they may have been able to fight back somewhat.
Safe to say, none of the clones could possibly hope to reach Alexander in time, and in a flash Alexander was upon the frightened man who looked in with wide, hazy eyes. Alexander's free hand outstretched forward, bearing down on the man's forehead.
Despite this seemingly perilous situation however, the Silva Mona clones didn't seem to disturbed at the sight as their flying forms came to a stop and they simply watched with a dull look as Alexander's palm finally made contact with the man's head.
"Oh well..." One of the Silva Mona clones sighed. "I guess the jig is up."
"Eh?!" Alexander's eyes opened wide in shock.
His power to read the memories of a person, a powerful magic called Soul Ripple, had failed?!
"Hehe..." Surprisingly a strange and croaky laugh escaped the lips of the man under the palm of his hand. Not only did this voice elderly and powerful, most strange was that this voice was definitely not the voice of a man.
"A woman?!" Alexander murmured disbelievingly. How could he not have seen through this woman's disguise. In his shock, it took a second for everything to click together. For his 'Soul Ripple' spell to have failed and his sight (without the Ruby Enchantress) to have not been able to see through this person's facade. 'Sky Magician... And a powerful one to...'
"That hurt, bastard!!" The woman disguised as this weak looking man's face suddenly turned crooked and grim as he spat out in a foul curse. With nimble and instantaneous movement, the fingers of her right hand shot out.
"Gah!" Blood flew out Alexander's clenched teeth as an involuntary cry escaped his lips. A numbing yet sharp pain pierced his stomach. This woman's attack was so fast and precise, dodging his hand which had flew to catch it and directly pierced into his stomach, her bloody and gory cutting through his flesh and bones like butter. There seemed to be no resistance, his iron body of a King Rank Magician seemingly nothing under this seemingly simple attack.
"..." The Silva Mona clones continued to look on dully, though they had began to float at an easy pace in a half-circle around the two entangled foes. Other than that, they didn't react otherwise.
"You should have just let us go... You Wilderwolf boys, always making things so... Difficult." The woman's ancient voice spoke as if right next to his ears, sending a frightening chill down his body. Reactively, Alexander wanted to retaliate by slamming his Crying Night right into this alarmingly dangerous opponent.
But to his shock and despair, he found that the numbing feeling he had felt in his stomach had seemingly spread to the rest of his body, his attack moved at a snail's pace. As if he were nothing but a mortal man. His opponent didn't even have to move swiftly to bring a stop to his retaliation, catching his spear in her nimble hand. He found that he could not move his spear even an inch under her mighty clutch.
He was stuck like a fly in a spider's trap. But his situation seemed even more dire, as he could not even squirm under this opponent's grasp.
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The frigid gale of wind continued to batter against the barrier held up by five of the Silva Mona clones, constantly chipping away at it while the five clones also constantly supply more aura to it, continuing the standstill of both sides. However, one of the Silva Mona clones' eyes suddenly begin to dull before its entire body turned slack. A second later, that clones body turned limp and fell, eventually crashing down into the earth below. Its fall accompanied by a large crashing sound, dust and rocks flying into the air.
The other Silva Mona's seemed to hold little attention to this fallen comrade however, as seconds later another Silva Mona clone had taken that one's place, not letting the barrier falter for even a second. This clash continued for several moments, with one clone falling after another until the glacial gale that was battering against their barrier finally lost its edge and eventually dissipated fully.
But the several clones didn't get to rest long, as a second later the barrier was suddenly and mysteriously smashed open by a shadowed shape which quickly revealed itself as Alexander, his Crying Night extended forward overbearingly.
'I can't mind-read these mechanical clones... So my best option is to go after the weak looking man who has been alongside Silva Mona.' Alexander's thought process was such as his shadowed form continued its mad dash forward. On his way upwards towards the tip of the thistle tree, he didn't forget to strike every Silva Mona clone on his way.
Clang!
Bang!
Clone after clone was struck. Though most seemed to dodge the brunt of these fast and overbearing attacks, several clones were directly severed and ripped apart brutally. In seconds flat, Alexander had flown back to the leaf in where this long fight had begun, flying through the gap in the leaf that he had created earlier when throwing the first Silva Mona clone through it.
"Ah!" The man standing on the leaf cried out when he saw this speeding figure rise into view, its blurry form turning sharply in the air, rocketing straight towards him in a frightening and hair-tingling manner.
"Dammit!" One of the Silva Mona clones cursed as he and his fellow clones chased after Alexander, though their speed seemed minuscule compared to the Sky Magician's.
This was the overbearing power of a Sky Magician at work. Despite having nearly a hundred clones roughly around the Spirit Rank, they were still nowhere near enough to put up a decent fight against this man who was two whole ranks ahead of them at the King Magician Rank. If he were at the first rank of the Sky Magician Realm, that of Reformation Rank, they may have been able to fight back somewhat.
Safe to say, none of the clones could possibly hope to reach Alexander in time, and in a flash Alexander was upon the frightened man who looked in with wide, hazy eyes. Alexander's free hand outstretched forward, bearing down on the man's forehead.
Despite this seemingly perilous situation however, the Silva Mona clones didn't seem to disturbed at the sight as their flying forms came to a stop and they simply watched with a dull look as Alexander's palm finally made contact with the man's head.
"Oh well..." One of the Silva Mona clones sighed. "I guess the jig is up."
"Eh?!" Alexander's eyes opened wide in shock.
His power to read the memories of a person, a powerful magic called Soul Ripple, had failed?!
"Hehe..." Surprisingly a strange and croaky laugh escaped the lips of the man under the palm of his hand. Not only did this voice elderly and powerful, most strange was that this voice was definitely not the voice of a man.
"A woman?!" Alexander murmured disbelievingly. How could he not have seen through this woman's disguise. In his shock, it took a second for everything to click together. For his 'Soul Ripple' spell to have failed and his sight (without the Ruby Enchantress) to have not been able to see through this person's facade. 'Sky Magician... And a powerful one to...'
"That hurt, bastard!!" The woman disguised as this weak looking man's face suddenly turned crooked and grim as he spat out in a foul curse. With nimble and instantaneous movement, the fingers of her right hand shot out.
"Gah!" Blood flew out Alexander's clenched teeth as an involuntary cry escaped his lips. A numbing yet sharp pain pierced his stomach. This woman's attack was so fast and precise, dodging his hand which had flew to catch it and directly pierced into his stomach, her bloody and gory cutting through his flesh and bones like butter. There seemed to be no resistance, his iron body of a King Rank Magician seemingly nothing under this seemingly simple attack.
"..." The Silva Mona clones continued to look on dully, though they had began to float at an easy pace in a half-circle around the two entangled foes. Other than that, they didn't react otherwise.
"You should have just let us go... You Wilderwolf boys, always making things so... Difficult." The woman's ancient voice spoke as if right next to his ears, sending a frightening chill down his body. Reactively, Alexander wanted to retaliate by slamming his Crying Night right into this alarmingly dangerous opponent.
But to his shock and despair, he found that the numbing feeling he had felt in his stomach had seemingly spread to the rest of his body, his attack moved at a snail's pace. As if he were nothing but a mortal man. His opponent didn't even have to move swiftly to bring a stop to his retaliation, catching his spear in her nimble hand. He found that he could not move his spear even an inch under her mighty clutch.
He was stuck like a fly in a spider's trap. But his situation seemed even more dire, as he could not even squirm under this opponent's grasp.
The frigid gale of wind continued to batter against the barrier held up by five of the Silva Mona clones, constantly chipping away at it while the five clones also constantly supply more aura to it, continuing the standstill of both sides. However, one of the Silva Mona clones' eyes suddenly begin to dull before its entire body turned slack. A second later, that clones body turned limp and fell, eventually crashing down into the earth below. Its fall accompanied by a large crashing sound, dust and rocks flying into the air.The other Silva Mona's seemed to hold little attention to this fallen comrade however, as seconds later another Silva Mona clone had taken that one's place, not letting the barrier falter for even a second. This clash continued for several moments, with one clone falling after another until the glacial gale that was battering against their barrier finally lost its edge and eventually dissipated fully.But the several clones didn't get to rest long, as a second later the barrier was suddenly and mysteriously smashed open by a shadowed shape which quickly revealed itself as Alexander, his Crying Night extended forward overbearingly.'I can't mind-read these mechanical clones... So my best option is to go after the weak looking man who has been alongside Silva Mona.' Alexander's thought process was such as his shadowed form continued its mad dash forward. On his way upwards towards the tip of the thistle tree, he didn't forget to strike every Silva Mona clone on his way.Clang!Bang!Clone after clone was struck. Though most seemed to dodge the brunt of these fast and overbearing attacks, several clones were directly severed and ripped apart brutally. In seconds flat, Alexander had flown back to the leaf in where this long fight had begun, flying through the gap in the leaf that he had created earlier when throwing the first Silva Mona clone through it."Ah!" The man standing on the leaf cried out when he saw this speeding figure rise into view, its blurry form turning sharply in the air, rocketing straight towards him in a frightening and hair-tingling manner."Dammit!" One of the Silva Mona clones cursed as he and his fellow clones chased after Alexander, though their speed seemed minuscule compared to the Sky Magician's.This was the overbearing power of a Sky Magician at work. Despite having nearly a hundred clones roughly around the Spirit Rank, they were still nowhere near enough to put up a decent fight against this man who was two whole ranks ahead of them at the King Magician Rank. If he were at the first rank of the Sky Magician Realm, that of Reformation Rank, they may have been able to fight back somewhat.Safe to say, none of the clones could possibly hope to reach Alexander in time, and in a flash Alexander was upon the frightened man who looked in with wide, hazy eyes. Alexander's free hand outstretched forward, bearing down on the man's forehead.Despite this seemingly perilous situation however, the Silva Mona clones didn't seem to disturbed at the sight as their flying forms came to a stop and they simply watched with a dull look as Alexander's palm finally made contact with the man's head."Oh well..." One of the Silva Mona clones sighed. "I guess the jig is up.""Eh?!" Alexander's eyes opened wide in shock.His power to read the memories of a person, a powerful magic called Soul Ripple, had failed?!"Hehe..." Surprisingly a strange and croaky laugh escaped the lips of the man under the palm of his hand. Not only did this voice elderly and powerful, most strange was that this voice was definitely not the voice of a man."A woman?!" Alexander murmured disbelievingly. How could he not have seen through this woman's disguise. In his shock, it took a second for everything to click together. For his 'Soul Ripple' spell to have failed and his sight without the Ruby Enchantress to have not been able to see through this person's facade. 'Sky Magician... And a powerful one to...'"That hurt, bastard!!" The woman disguised as this weak looking man's face suddenly turned crooked and grim as he spat out in a foul curse. With nimble and instantaneous movement, the fingers of her right hand shot out."Gah!" Blood flew out Alexander's clenched teeth as an involuntary cry escaped his lips. A numbing yet sharp pain pierced his stomach. This woman's attack was so fast and precise, dodging his hand which had flew to catch it and directly pierced into his stomach, her bloody and gory cutting through his flesh and bones like butter. There seemed to be no resistance, his iron body of a King Rank Magician seemingly nothing under this seemingly simple attack."..." The Silva Mona clones continued to look on dully, though they had began to float at an easy pace in a half-circle around the two entangled foes. Other than that, they didn't react otherwise."You should have just let us go... You Wilderwolf boys, always making things so... Difficult." The woman's ancient voice spoke as if right next to his ears, sending a frightening chill down his body. Reactively, Alexander wanted to retaliate by slamming his Crying Night right into this alarmingly dangerous opponent.But to his shock and despair, he found that the numbing feeling he had felt in his stomach had seemingly spread to the rest of his body, his attack moved at a snail's pace. As if he were nothing but a mortal man. His opponent didn't even have to move swiftly to bring a stop to his retaliation, catching his spear in her nimble hand. He found that he could not move his spear even an inch under her mighty clutch.He was stuck like a fly in a spider's trap. But his situation seemed even more dire, as he could not even squirm under this opponent's grasp.
