Chapter 80 Melee
“Shh, quiet.”
Martha chuckled softly, and the Raven Feather Dagger lying on the ground rose into the air without anyone touching it, instantly flying back into Li Wen’s hand.
However, the best opportunity to strike had already passed. Instead of rushing forward to duel Wilson, who had nearly beaten Takebitori to death with a single punch, it was better to let others test his strength and hidden cards.
Captain Xu En of the Kingdom’s Disciplinary Bureau was also one of the conflicted individuals. The moment they entered the scene, they discovered that there wasn’t a single ordinary person present. Apart from the priest and the legal mage, everyone else here was an illegal Transcendent.
The Duwei people who arrived later were, needless to say, the targets they had pursued here. And Viscount Wilson was an even bigger scumbag.
All the residents of Wilson Town were acting strangely. After Xu En and his team followed the guidance of astrology to this place, they witnessed them performing a cruel sacrifice.
They placed living people inside giant wicker dolls and then set them on fire as a ritualistic sacrifice. Even though Xu En and his teammates tried their best to stop it, they were a step too late, and many victims had already died in the sacrifice.
Xu En and his teammates took control of all the surviving townsfolk. Through interrogation, they learned that the one responsible for all this was Viscount Wilson, the Lord of Black Dragon Territory. Even more terrifying was that these townsfolk were not controlled or influenced by spells or anything else; they simply and fanatically revered Wilson and considered everything he said as gospel.
They were like fanatical followers of an evil cult, incomprehensible.
In terms of outcome, Wilson used his Transcendent knowledge to brainwash a group of simple farmer tenants into fanatical followers, and because those townsfolk benefited from it, they readily accepted Wilson’s brainwashing. This was something the Disciplinary Bureau could not tolerate, and it was their responsibility.
Therefore, besides pursuing that Duwei person, Xu En also had to bring Wilson to justice.
But now, they didn’t know whether to deal with Wilson first or wait until they had fought each other to a mutual defeat before making a move.
Moria did not have such hesitation, but just as he was about to draw his sword, the Duwei man Old Sem limped towards him.
“You are Moria Einon.”
Moria frowned slightly and became alert: “You know me?”
Old Sem shook his head and said in a low voice, “I don’t know who you are, but my master instructed me to send his greetings to you, Eldest Son of the Holy See.”
The Duwei man looked up, deep black filling his entire pupils.
Moria felt a bad premonition. He raised his longsword, and blood-red fire instantly covered the blade.
However, the deep darkness descended faster than light, engulfing him and Old Sem.
“Wonderful!”
Wilson, who witnessed all this, couldn’t help but praise. The only one among these people who made him feel a sense of danger was Moria. Now that he was trapped by Old Sem’s means, the rest were just lambs to the slaughter!
His bloated body trembled, and every piece of his flesh craved and howled.
Takebitori, who was being healed by Divine Prayer, struggled to get up and casually glanced at her remaining life.
31%.
Very good, full health!
The next moment, she activated the skill “Cruel One” that she learned after advancing to Blood Blade Master.
[Cruel One]
[Nightmare – Skill]
[Requires: 2 Mana, Life below 75%]
[Targeting – Self]
[Cruelty flows in the blood of all living beings, as does ambition.]
[Upon activation, for every 1% of life lost, Strength and Speed increase by 0.5%, and Defense decreases by 0.2%; Strength and Speed can be increased by up to 35%. Lasts for [2x Ability Level] minutes.]
Her remaining life was now 31%, which was almost at the boundary of Cruel One’s maximum benefit.
She estimated that if Wilson touched her at this health, she would die immediately.
“Then just don’t get touched.”
Fire seemed to burn in Takebitori’s eyes. She dashed forward, her longsword changing unpredictably, and stabbed Wilson at a peculiar angle.
Wilson sneered, wanting to repeat his previous action and grab the longsword. But his vision blurred, a pain shot through his throat, and the longsword directly pierced his neck.
This damned… how could this be possible!
Although the longsword got stuck in his muscles and didn’t cause significant damage, this attack was enough to make him feel threatened. If the weapon were sharper, or if the woman had more strength… the fear of death contorted Wilson’s ugly face.
He reached out to grab the longsword, but Takebitori retracted it before him and slashed Wilson again.
This blow completely enraged Wilson.
He clenched his fists and smashed wildly at Takebitori.
But Takebitori seemed to anticipate his movements, skillfully dodging every attack and counter-attacking, even having the leisure to taunt, “Already broken through the defense? That’s all you’ve got. You can’t even touch me, can you?”
Wilson told himself to calm down, not to fall for their trick.
But the next second, an arrow accurately hit his eye.
“Ughhhh!”
With his vital point attacked, Wilson gritted his teeth in pain and covered his eye.
Seeing this, Takebitori directly activated the skill “Grievous Wound Rend.”
This ability could deal double damage when the opponent was injured and also applied a vulnerability effect to them.
The bright white longsword was coated with a bloody glow, and then, like a hot knife cutting through butter, the blade easily sliced into Wilson’s bloated body.
This feel is not right…
Takebitori felt like she was cutting not flesh, but soft jelly. She wanted to pull the weapon out, but the longsword seemed to be stuck in the enemy’s bones, and she couldn’t pull it out no matter what.
“You guys…”
Wilson’s voice was hoarse, his face contorted.
Foul-smelling, sticky liquid flowed from his ornate noble attire, and his bloated body became thinner as a result. The liquid was as red as blood but had the substance of flesh; the moment it touched the ground, it began to deform, growing fangs and claws, and lunged at Takebitori with a roar.
Takebitori had to abandon her weapon and dodge, thinking that this flesh slime looked as disgusting as Wilson himself.
Wilson pulled the arrow out of his eye socket and softly uttered an evil incantation from the Blood Lust Cult, but as he was chanting, he suddenly stopped… He couldn’t remember the rest of the incantation?
No, it’s someone else’s spell!
He looked into the distance, and the young mage smiled at him, a halo of Aether flashing in his hand.
A first-level magic, Transient Amnesia!
This spell could cause temporary amnesia, making someone lose most of their more complex memories. It was a concentration spell that required focus for its effect to persist.
Wilson’s mind went blank. He didn’t know why he was here, only vaguely sensing that he had something very important to do.
And taking advantage of this opportunity, the other players’ attacks had already arrived.
