Chapter 89 Chapter 88 The Battle of the Five Heroes Against the Demon King
Before Jima could finish muttering.
Jenna, carrying a tower shield, was the last to arrive, moving at incredible speed.
George raised his right hand, forming a fist: “Prepare for battle!”
Jima instinctively flapped her wings and stepped back, keeping a distance from the Eternal Chosen Marus, who was stuck in the portal.
Clearly, the main goal of the Eternal Chosen Marus was to prevent others from obtaining the fragments of the Demon King’s crown and to eliminate competitors. Jima was currently the only one in her Order faction capable of effectively detecting the fragments of the Demon King’s crown.
If she were to die or lose consciousness, that would mean a halfway failure of the mission.
With this in mind, Jima flapped her wings more forcefully, distancing herself from the self-igniting buildings beneath her. White light flashed around her and also in the darkened town below, indicating that Jenna was enhancing their status.
George’s roar came from within his Shirell helmet: “Attack with all your might!”
After saying that, light wings spread out behind him as he charged towards the Eternal Chosen Marus, who stood atop a mountain of corpses, in the fiery red portal.
Eve Frostleaf fully drew her bow and nocked a golden arrow, a powerful magical arrow. This was the first time Jima had seen her use it on this mission.
Jenna held her tower shield at her elbow, her hands pressed together as she activated an unknown powerful divine technique.
Jima also didn’t remain idle. She knew George chose not to charge at full speed to give the rest of the team time to unleash their strongest blow. As she clapped her hands, the figure of Bald Strong appeared outside the fiery portal; he drank an invisibility potion.
“Slash!”
George’s sword shone with white light, moving as fast as a fan, slicing towards one side of the Eternal Chosen Marus.
The Eternal Chosen Marus did not evade but countered with a sword strike, which was unremarkable.
The blessed golden-handed greatsword transformed into an arc of light, striking Marus’s upper arm, slicing through an invisible shield and hitting the armor, yet only causing sparks to fly.
Marus’s right hand merely trembled. The glowing sword ignored George’s divine blessing and struck his upper arm, causing the armor to dent and turn red, the blade penetrating and triggering a terrifying explosion.
George felt a sharp pain and took a step back. All the strips inscribed with holy maxims on his armor were burning.
The golden arrow was released, swift as light, aiming for the eyes of the Eternal Chosen Marus, but stopped three centimeters away from his eyes, falling uselessly.
The Eternal Chosen Marus cleaved again, not towards George but into the air to his right, striking Bald Strong’s invisible sword, directly exposing Bald Strong’s ambush. With one hand, Marus deflected the massive sword and stabbed directly into Bald Strong’s neck, an invisible force centered on the sword body, ripping through flesh and bone.
Instantly, Bald Strong’s stout neck was halved, revealing the vertebrae.
Jima felt the backlash and tasted blood in her mouth.
Taking advantage of the fact that the Eternal Chosen had only one hand and one foot, George seized the opportunity and executed a holy strike aimed at Marus’s head. But as before, the sword bounced back, creating an explosive sound, sending shockwaves that blew the flames of the houses aside.
The full-force strike left just an insignificant scratch on Marus’s armor.
The Eternal Chosen countered with another sword strike, piercing George’s armpit, like setting off a grenade. The sword pierced through the round armpit armor, and the red blade exploded, sending two half-moon-shaped armor pieces flying, piercing through two houses before embedding deep into a wooden wall.
George felt a tightness in his chest and had to step back. A beam of light fell upon him, providing urgent healing.
The team’s first round of attacks, thrown with all their might, left only two scratches on the Eternal Chosen Marus’s armor. However, he inflicted two bleeding wounds on George.
The Eternal Chosen Marus stood proudly outside the red portal, glaring down at the retreating George, saying:
“Weak body, feeble sword, pitiful divine blessing.”
As he spoke, not only did his helmet resonate, but all the houses in the vicinity echoed, flames engulfing the reverberating buildings.
Jima felt a surge of retreating intent; as soon as her wings moved, the Eternal Chosen Marus raised his sword and pointed at her: “Die!”
Jima’s heart constricted, the sensation felt like a murderous intent breaking through her body. The sword in the Eternal Chosen Marus’s hand shot towards her like a bullet.
No!
Jima’s calm mind realized that the surroundings were receding, as if the sword was “pulling” her towards it. However, she felt no wind rushing towards her. Instinctively, she flapped her wings, and the momentum toward the sword did not slow down one bit.
The sword was right in front of her.
Without saying a word, Jima immediately activated “Stand-in Puppet.”
The crimson blade pierced through a crudely-made puppet; the sword exploded, shattering the puppet into hundreds of fragments that flew in all directions.
George rushed up immediately and began to engage in close combat with the Eternal Chosen Marus.
However, Jima was no longer concerned about George’s safety. Still shaken, she capitalized on the invisibility time provided by the “Stand-in Puppet” and quickly escaped, the sounds of clashing metal, deafening explosions, and bowstrings ringing behind her.
She couldn’t help but glance back and saw George nearly entirely on the defensive, using his gold-inlaid greatsword to block strike after strike from Marus’s one-handed sword. Each time their blades clashed, sparks erupted, creating explosive collisions.
“Crack!”
George’s battered hands caused the gold-inlaid greatsword to explode in the middle, sending three segments flying in all directions, one of which severed several corpses’ limbs.
The Eternal Chosen Marus seized the moment and stabbed George, ripping open his shoulder, the finely-crafted pauldron bursting apart, with splinters flying out that were too mixed to tell if they were armor fragments or flesh. The explosion launched him rearward, crashing into a house engulfed in flames.
Jima almost cried out, nearly exposing her position.
After tossing George away, the Eternal Chosen Marus showed no signs of pause and pointed the tip of his sword at the invisible Jima.
Can he see through invisibility?
Jima’s heart sank in terror as an invisible, extraordinary force “pulled” her towards the sword tip, causing her to become visible mid-air, while her “Stand-in Puppet” could not activate yet.
“No!”
It was Eve Frostleaf’s voice as several elemental arrows shot towards every gap in the Eternal Chosen Marus’s armor, each suspending in mid-air about ten centimeters away from him before exploding. Frost and flames could not budge the stalwart figure of the warrior Chosen Marus by a single fraction.
Jima watched helplessly as the sword approached her. The crimson sword tip easily pierced the shield Jenna had protected her with, the semi-transparent barrier cracking like an eggshell. The “Transcendent Charm” had no effect at this moment.
Her golden eyes reflected the approaching sword tip, her mouth opened as she uttered: “Ice—”
A light shone.
George instantly appeared beside the Eternal Chosen Marus, shielding Jima. His Shirell helmet was gone, and blood stained his short golden hair. He gripped a broken sword in both hands, pressing it against Marus’s blade to save Jima.
Jima’s lips had just begun to curve upward when she saw that the Eternal Chosen Marus, almost prophetically, had already altered the trajectory of the sword, swinging it towards George. The blade struck George’s face; he managed to parry the bright red sword blade with his cross sword, raising both hands with all his might to prevent his head from being cleaved in two.
But it cut deep!
Jima’s heart twisted painfully as she cursed the Eternal Chosen Marus fiercely.
A powerful explosion erupted, and George was blasted away again.
Riding the explosive wind, Jima quickly retreated, keeping her golden eyes firmly on the Eternal Chosen Marus. Strangely, he did not raise the sword again but turned his head aside. Following his gaze, Jima saw the butcher Krok charging in like a whirlwind.
“I! Demon Butcher!”
He shouted, raising his rune-engraved battle axe as he leaped to strike.
Perhaps he could hurt the Eternal Chosen Marus.
As Jima’s thoughts raced, the Eternal Chosen Marus thrust his sword through Butcher Krok’s chest, with the tip piercing out his back. But Krok did not stop; he crazily charged forward, delivering a heavy strike against Marus’s calf, creating a dent.
That was all; the red sword tip completely passed through Butcher Krok’s body, blood from the sword evaporating on contact.
But Butcher Krok, undeterred, tried to strike again. The Eternal Chosen Marus raised his foot and kicked him away; he rolled on the ground several times and lay still.
Once more, the Eternal Chosen Marus raised his sword towards Jima, who was already over a hundred meters away, even though she had gone invisible.
