Chapter 147 Bati Haruntin
Because of this turn of events, the Leader of the Wolf Pack stopped fighting with Moria and Marymana, drawing a distance between them.
He invoked the power of his blood, and within a few breaths, all his injuries were healed, including multiple bone fractures and a severed arm.
Moria breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Marymana stop the Blazing Orb. He had been locked in intense combat with the Leader of the Wolf Pack and couldn’t spare any attention. If he could have used divine ability, he wouldn’t have been in such a predicament.
“Bati Haruntin.” The wolf leader looked expressionlessly at the black-robed mage. “The blood-stained Owl Dog.”
The black robe moved slightly, and a hoarse voice emerged from within, “The alpha of the Wolf Pack Club, the transcendent most wanted by the Leicester authorities. A pleasure to meet you.”
Hearing this, Marymana’s expression changed slightly. She had initially guessed that this black-robed mage was a great archmage from the Lagovin Family, either Alfred or his younger brother. Currently, only these two great archmages existed in the Lagovin family.
But now, she hadn’t even heard of the identity of such a powerful opponent.
“Bati Haruntin is a mage who has committed many bloody crimes. No one knows who his magic originated from, only that he is powerful and has never been captured… He hasn’t appeared in public view for at least a hundred years, and some even believe he is dead.”
Li Wen explained in a low voice to Marymana, while glancing at her opponent’s condition.
The great archmage of the Bird Association was also in a sorry state, drenched, with her sea-blue long hair clinging tightly to her body, as if she had just been fished out of the water.
However, judging by her appearance, she shouldn’t have suffered significant damage.
“Someone from a hundred years ago?” Marymana’s eyebrows rose. No wonder she hadn’t heard of him. For a powerful mage, this was nothing, as high elves could easily reach ages ten times greater than this.
Moreover, even human mages would research magic that could extend their lifespan, allowing them to conduct more research and acquire more knowledge.
But Bati Haruntin clearly wasn’t among them; he was a high elf.
The world only knew him by the name “Blood-stained Owl Dog,” but they didn’t know that he was actually a disgrace to the Lagovin Family, an outcast. He should have been the most talented mage in the Lagovin Family, but unfortunately, in a struggle for family inheritance and power, Bati Haruntin was defeated. Since then, he was stripped of his original name and humiliatingly signed a contract to serve the Lagovin Family for life.
The Lagovin Family often ordered him to carry out dark tasks that were inconvenient for the family itself to handle, which was the origin of his ill repute. It was the same now; that old man Alfred had secretly found him to prevent the princess from bringing the Sage Ovum Sheath back. Bati readily accepted this, as he hadn’t exercised his mind for a long time.
Except for the prohibition of randomly slaughtering civilians, Alfred permitted him to kill any transcendent he saw, regardless of their identity.
Bati looked at the group on the field. A human mage and a hunter of a different species, stuck at stage four without promotion and not even present in their true form, posed no real threat. As for the others… Bati saw no one else.
“You’d best leave it.”
The Leader of the Wolf Pack said coldly.
“It?”
Bati looked at the Black Stone Egg in his hand. As expected of a divine artifact known as the Sage Ovum Sheath, just holding it and looking at its complex and profound patterns made him feel enlightened, as if past puzzles and errors were becoming clear. The more he looked, the more he liked it, and the more he held it, the more he couldn’t let go.
Originally, Alfred had instructed him that anyone could have the Sage Ovum Sheath, but the princess definitely could not get her hands on it. Bati had no intention of snatching it away. Apart from truth and slaughter, he was interested in nothing else. Let whoever wanted to fight to the death for this thing go and snatch it.
But the moment he saw the real object, Bati vowed to obtain the Sage Ovum Sheath.
So, he sneered disdainfully, “You want it? Then come and get it.”
As his voice fell, the wolf leader actually charged forward, even though he was the one who had discarded the Black Stone Egg earlier.
Bati calmly took out his magic staff and tapped it lightly.
Several huge ice pillars rose from under the wolf leader’s feet. The Leader of the Wolf Pack agilely dodged them one after another, but unexpectedly, Bati summoned a fire spear and directly impaled him onto an ice pillar.
“Look, this is the difference. Even if your real body were here, you would suffer the same fate.”
Bati said mockingly, casually raising his staff to dispel Marymana’s incoming magic one by one.
If not for Alfred’s warning not to kill too many civilians, one of his spells could have vaporized the entire Old Town.
Marymana bit her lip in frustration. Normally, battles between high-level mages were hard to decide quickly because their methods were as numerous as stars. However, in the battle with Bati, Marymana found herself at a disadvantage, which was evident from their conditions. Bati Haruntin was unharmed from start to finish, not even his clothes were out of place.
In other words, Marymana lacked the confidence to defeat him.
If Selwin were also here, she wouldn’t have such worries. With a two-on-one advantage, Marymana believed she could defeat him.
But something had happened to Selwin, and there was no news. Could that guy have fled from the battle? Marymana thought this was unlikely.
Bati also lost interest in playing around and raised his staff, beginning to chant to end this farce.
“Lance, go.”
It was at this moment that Victoria, who had been silent, suddenly spoke. Her expression was more serious than ever.
Receiving the command, the Knight charged out like the wind. Bati sneered, what could a stage three transcendent do?
However, Knight Lance’s speed was astonishingly fast. In the blink of an eye, he approached Bati. He panicked and didn’t even have time to finish his chant, taking a dirty, coarse hemp rope from his pocket and throwing it out.
Marymana’s pupils contracted, and she shouted a warning, “Be careful! That’s forbidden magic!”
It was because of this strange magic that even she almost drowned in the sea.
Knight Lance paid no heed, letting the rope wrap around him. The next moment, an unprecedented light erupted from him, with countless condensed incantations flowing on his armor like silver liquid. The moment the coarse hemp rope touched him, it turned into ashes.
The magic was forcibly broken, and Bati let out a scream and vomited a mouthful of blood in pain.
The Knight’s longsword arrived as expected, its sharp and bright blade slashing out. Bati’s triggered defensive magic lit up one after another, but in front of the longsword, which was also covered in mercury-like incantations, these magic spells were fragile and shattered.
With a sound like slicing through tofu, Bati’s head under his black robe was severed.
But as soon as the head landed, it turned into the bewildered face of a Player from White Studio, while Bati’s slightly disheveled figure appeared not far away.
“What is that thing?” Bati was extremely vigilant, ready to cast magic to escape at any moment.
Knight Lance did not pursue but quickly retreated to Victoria’s side.
Princess then sighed lightly, clearly realizing that killing a great archmage with a sneak attack was too naive.
