Chapter 228: A Brief Fierce Battle
Li Wen did not answer. It was too late to escape. Since she had been discovered, the only options left were to fight or surrender.
Her body moved before her thoughts, and Li Wen suddenly rolled to the side, the Raven Feather Dagger sliding silently into her palm.
The instant she rolled, a heavy whistling sound followed immediately, as if an invisible giant hammer was smashing towards her original location. Li Wen caught a glimpse of a huge shadow flashing past; it was the High Mountain Race member’s arm, as thick as a tree trunk and carrying terrifying power.
She rolled between a row of Wooden Benches, the cold ground the friction against her cloak.
“There won’t be a next time.”
The High Mountain Race member said indifferently, at the same time, he unbuckled the battle-axe at his waist, its blade flashing coldly in the faint light reflecting from the church ceiling. A robust aura emanated from him, not like a well-trained guard, but more like a beast awakened from the savage land, carrying an primitive and pure oppressive feeling.
What was even more troublesome was that noisy sounds came from outside the church, the sound of heavy footsteps and indistinct shouts approaching, likely attracting the attention of other guards to the commotion here.
Li Wen did not hesitate and quickly ended her prayer.
A candle burning with dark flames suddenly appeared, bringing a darkness deeper than the night to this place.
When the guards broke through the door, all they saw was pitch blackness, as if something had instantly swallowed the surrounding light, pulling a large area in the center of the hall into a darkness deeper and purer than ordinary shadows. The guards let out a cry of surprise, their footsteps faltering as they stopped outside the Dark Domain.
The High Mountain Race member’s movements paused for a moment. He could not see what was happening but could feel the power of darkness biting at him.
Taking advantage of the opponent’s brief lapse, Li Wen leaped out from behind the bench, her dagger imbued with the Mana of Glor. The originally dazzling刺光 was swallowed by the candle before it could even appear.
Her movements were swift and quiet, her boots making almost no sound.
However, the High Mountain Race member’s reaction speed exceeded her expectations. After only less than half a second of delay, he suddenly turned his head, easily locking onto her position. With a low growl, the giant battle-axe swung towards Li Wen with a whistling sound.
The momentum of the battle-axe was terrifying. Li Wen chose not to block it head-on, evading with a light backward jump. The battle-axe struck the church floor heavily, sending shards of broken stone flying and cracking the ground.
It seemed unlikely to resolve the battle without causing a larger disturbance. Li Wen’s eyes narrowed. She quickly took a candle from her pocket, held it in her hand, and quietly recited a prayer. As the candle ignited itself, Li Wen cast the Dark Word Curse on the High Mountain Race member.
A shadow swept towards the High Mountain Race member. The opponent sensed it keenly and attempted to dodge, but the shadow still hit him. With a muffled groan, dark blood oozed from the High Mountain Race member’s nose and mouth, but that was all. His body swayed slightly, and he broke free from the curse.
Does he have strong resistance to curses?
Li Wen was not too concerned; she only needed to delay for a moment.
The candle in her hand burned silently, a sacrifice for light and fire.
Blood boiled in her veins, and a hot, powerful energy surged through her body. She could feel her bones emitting faint groans, her muscles taut, and her once agile and light body seemed to have been infused with infinite power. Life was rapidly draining away, but in return, her stamina and speed increased significantly.
The moment her power erupted, Li Wen’s speed more than doubled. She was like a dark lightning bolt. Before the High Mountain Race member could fully lock onto her and the battle-axe was still being charged, she had already reached him.
The Raven Feather Dagger was imbued with the Spell-less Arc Light enchantment. With the enhancement of peak physical condition, Li Wen’s attacks became incredibly swift. The dagger drew sharp arcs, its target aimed directly at the High Mountain Race member’s vital points.
Sparks of metal collisions flickered briefly in the darkness. The battle-axe and dagger made ear-piercing friction sounds in their high-frequency clashes. The High Mountain Race member barely managed to parry with his astonishing strength and reaction speed, but facing Li Wen’s speed and agility after her power surge, he began to look a bit flustered.
Despite his strenuous parrying and dodging, Li Wen’s dagger still hit him. Although it failed to inflict deep bone-piercing damage on the High Mountain Race member’s thick and tough body, the pain and bleeding effects attached to the dagger continuously wore down his vitality.
Coupled with the occasional mixed damage from the Candle of Giving Darkness, as the battle progressed, the High Mountain Race member felt increasingly overwhelmed.
If this continued, let alone stopping the intruder, whether he could survive was a question.
Realizing this, the High Mountain Race member let out an angry roar. He no longer tried to precisely lock onto Li Wen but swung his battle-axe with pure strength, attempting to force her back or hit her directly with area-of-effect attacks. The battle-axe swung wildly, each sweep or chop bringing with it a powerful airflow, even the ground and walls could not withstand this power, showing cracks.
The benches and pillars in the church shattered under the bombardment of the battle-axe, wood chips and stones flying everywhere. Li Wen had to constantly move to avoid these deadly attacks and the flying debris.
The Candle of Giving Darkness continued to burn, and the Dark Domain was maintained. The guards outside did not dare to easily enter this eerie darkness. They shouted anxiously at the door or tried to dispel the darkness with torches, but with little effect.
Li Wen calmly observed her opponent during the high-speed battle. He was indeed powerful, his strength and endurance far exceeding ordinary Transcendent, and he also had a certain resistance to curses. Although he could not see, he had a terrifyingly keen intuition like a beast. Facing such an opponent, it seemed unrealistic to quickly end the battle.
I’ve got to find a way…
His fighting style seemed relatively direct, relying more on pure strength. In the face of Li Wen’s speed after her power surge, his perception and reaction began to lag. Moreover, when moving within the Dark Domain, he seemed to deliberately lean in a certain direction, or react a little slower to attacks from a certain angle.
Is it a blind spot in his perception? Like the blind spot in her left eye?
Li Wen’s heart stirred. She no longer charged directly to attack but moved rapidly around the High Mountain Race member, while through subtle changes in her movements, she continuously tested his perceptual reactions and deliberately launched feints from all angles, observing the focus and weak points of his defense.
The High Mountain Race member appeared more agitated. He swung his battle-axe in the darkness, trying to drive away these annoying “mosquitoes”. His perception seemed to be disturbed by Li Wen’s high-speed, irregular movements and the teleportation of the lost moths, making it impossible for him to easily lock onto her precise location as before.
Now!
Li Wen flashed to the High Mountain Race member’s right rear. The High Mountain Race member instinctively turned his body, but the next moment, Li Wen appeared to his left.
The dark dagger stabbed out like a venomous snake, silently piercing towards the High Mountain Race member’s left neck.
The High Mountain Race member only perceived the threat when the dagger was close. He let out a roar and tried to block with his arm or battle-axe, but the dagger was too fast, and the angle was tricky.
“Puchi!”
The sound of the dagger piercing flesh was clearly audible in the church.
The effects of the Scarlet Curse and the fatal pain took effect immediately. The wound began to bleed profusely, and the intense pain caused the High Mountain Race member’s massive body to stiffen abruptly.
He let out a non-human wail of agony, the battle-axe slipped from his hand and crashed heavily onto the ground. His massive body knelt to the ground due to the severe pain, and blood spurted from the neck wound like a faucet.
Li Wen did not hesitate. Without knowing the opponent’s path, even if the injury seemed fatal, it might only be a temporary opening. Both Blood Lust and Disaster Nightmare Transcendents had the ability to recover from such injuries, and the effect of the sacrifice for light and fire was about to end. She had to leave immediately.
She retracted the Candle of Giving Darkness, and the Dark Domain instantly dissipated. The light in the grand hall of the church was restored, revealing a scene of devastation: shattered benches, damaged walls, overturned candlesticks, and the High Mountain Race member kneeling on the ground, covering his neck with his right hand, his face a mixture of pain and anger.
Seeing this scene, the guards at the door were stunned for a moment, then let out exclamations and rushed in.
Li Wen ignored them. She activated Witch Form, and her petite body instantly lifted into the air. Before the guards could charge up, she, like a black bat, quickly flew out of the church’s side window, disappearing into the night of Port Beren.
