Chapter 153: Chapter 153
“Argh”, Sydney was sent sliding backwards by one of the figures clad in complete black. “Is that all you’ve got, little missy?” the figure shrouded in black taunted, putting his scimitar on his shoulder. Provoked, Sydney gritted her teeth as she stood up and advanced towards her aggressor. “Rargh!” Sydney let out a battle cry as her golden-coloured aura surrounded and empowered her. However, no matter how much Sydney exerted her strength, she was vastly outclassed and overpowered by the figure shrouded in complete black.
“Rah!” Sydney let out a shout as she struck with all of her strength. However, once again, the figure clad in complete black easily dodged Sydney’s attack. “Heh, you shouldn’t join in when men are having their fun”, the figure shrouded in complete black provoked Sydney continuously, “You could’ve got hurt, like you are now, little miss weakling.” Sydney growled, “You bastard!” she roared in anger and frustration as she kept advancing towards the figure dressed in complete black. Sydney continued to attack the figure clad in complete black, but every time she did, she just got sent back due to the difference of power between them.
The figure dressed in complete black continued to ‘play’ with Sydney, like a cat playing with its prey until she was beaten down, her armour in tatters as blood covered the majority of her body. Back outside the circle, when Jon saw that his daughter was badly wounded, he roared, “You bastard, get the hell out of my way!” However, no matter how much Jon tried, the figures completely dressed in black’s formation was too much for the injured Jon. “We heard that you are quite powerful. But, it looks like the rumours about you are exaggerated”, said one of the figures completely clad in black.
“You!” Jon gritted his teeth, ‘If only I wasn’t injured from my fight with the brat earlier, I could easily make swift cheese out of these guys. Damn it! Why now of all time!?’ Jon lamented within himself. Jon looked at his daughter and his men, that was completely beaten down by the four figures dressed in complete black, “Even if I die, I have to do this. For my daughter and my men, I’m going to use that”, determination flashed inside of Jon’s eyes.
“Chain Fire Blast!”
However, before Jon managed to do anything, he could hear a voice behind him followed by a flame chain, hitting all four figures clad in black one by one before exploding. The four figures clad in black’s formation broke because of it, and they looked at the emerging figures with wariness. “Who are you?” asked one of them as a red-haired man appeared from within the shadows.
“Me? I’m someone the likes of you can only look from below”, Long said with arrogance when he came out from the shadows. Long held his iconic staff as he twirled it in his hand. Then, Long saw the struggling Sydney behind the four figures dressed in black. “Move away or die!” Long threatened as killing intent burst out from within him. “Tch, a strong one has appeared”, exclaimed one of the figures clad in black, “Do we face him or retreat?” he asked. “Since we’re already decided to fight, let’s clean house”, said another figure clad in black. Long scoffed upon hearing the words said by the figures clad in black.
“You guys? Clean house? Heh”, Long mocked, “Overestimating yourself, now, aren’t we?” After that, Long rushed forward with his staff in hand. “Hah, a mage charging out? You’re digging your own grave”, one of the figures shrouded completely in black said as he met Long’s rush with his own. “Are you sure you want to face me head-on?” Long smirked. Then, as the two met, Long swung his staff while the figure completely clad in black slashed using his scimitar.
“Blazing Vortex”, Long chanted when his staff was about to meet the figure completely shrouded in black’s scimitar. A flame tornado surrounded Long’s staff, and because of that, the figure clad in black’s scimitar was blown away. “What!?” the figure shrouded in complete black exclaimed before being hit by Long’s staff. He was sent away by Long as the latter continued advancing towards the struggling Sydney. Since the other figures dressed in complete black did not expect that one of his comrades could be easily defeated, they were caught off guard when Long broke through.
“Stop him!” one of the figures clad in black yelled, but it was all too late. Long was already closing in on their comrades. “Watch out!” warned one of the figures completely dressed in black to his teammate. But by the time their teammate turned his head, Long’s staff was already near his head. “Drop dead!” Long said as the tip of his staff lit up bright red, “Fire Spear!” he chanted. After that, a sharp, pointy, fiery spearhead emerged from the tip of Long’s staff, piercing the figure clad in black’s head, killing him instantly.
“Number 3!” all the figures clad in complete black shouted in horror as they saw their comrade’s body fall down to the ground, lifeless. “Hah, freaking lowlife”, Long arrogantly spat down before pointing his staff at the dead body, “Burn”, he chanted. Then, the dead body of one of the figures clad in black burned down, reducing it to ashes. Long whistled before smiling, “One less filth was cleaned from the face of the earth”, then Long turned his attention to the remaining figures clad in complete black, “Now, who’s next?” he said with complete confidence.
Behind Long, Sydney slumped to the ground, using her sabre as support; she looked up to Long, “Thanks.” Long clicked his tongue, “Thank me later. For now, get the hell out of my way”, he said before kicking Sydney away towards Jon. Sydney’s injured body crashed at Jon, knocking them both down to the ground. “You shitty bastard! Treat my daughter gently!” Jon complained as he checked his daughter’s condition. “Heh, shut up, old man”, Long interjected, “Bring your daughter and your men away from here. If not, I’m not responsible if they got hurt.”
“Tch”, Jon pursed his lips, “You heard the man! Men, bring the injured and vacate the area. The rest of you, follow me and block the entrance with your life!” Jon barked. Long chuckled; he rested his staff on his shoulder as he threw a mocking gaze towards the figures dressed in black, “What are you dwindling around for? Come at me, you lowlifes!” Long provoked with a roar. “Grr”, the four remaining figures dressed in complete black growled, “Let’s kill this son of a bitch!” they said towards each other as they formed a four-pronged star formation.
The four figures completely clad in black quickly surrounded Long before moving around him in four different directions, continuously moving, forming a four-pronged star around Long. “Is this the formation that troubled brother Eru earlier?” Long inquired, “Interesting. I can certainly feel the natures around them responded following those four.” Then, Long readied himself, gripping his staff with both hands, he shouted, “Come, let me send you along like your friend to the afterlife.”
Long continued to provoke the remaining four figures completely dressed in black, causing the latter’s eyes to turn bloodshot red. Anger rose continuously within them as their four-pronged star formation moved even faster. “We will kill you as a tribute for our fallen comrade”, the four figures clad in complete black said in unison before they sent out one of their members outside their formation, attacking Long within. ‘Fast,’ Long thought to himself as he blocked one of the four figures clad in complete black.
The one that attacked Long immediately returned towards the four-pronged star seamlessly as they continued to repeat that manoeuvre to Long. The four-pronged star formation that the four figures clad in complete black executed managed to give Long trouble as even with someone at his calibre was struggling. “Brother Eru wasn’t kidding; these lots are quite strong and annoying”, Long said to himself. Then, Long’s lips suddenly curled up a little, “But, from what I’ve seen, they’re only strong when they attacked together. However, what will happen to them if I destroy their flow?”
As Long formulated a plan in his head, the other people outside the circle watched as the four figures clad in complete black attack Long relentlessly. Duncan approached Jon, tapping his shoulder; he said, “Is he going to be alright?” Jon furrowed his eyebrows, “I don’t know. Things look bleak for the bastard. However, I see that his eyes haven’t given up yet”, he answered. “Just in case Mr Long loses, can I count on you, old friend?” Duncan smiled wryly. “Of course”, Jon declared, “Although I’ve gotten old, if I go all out, I could decimate these four in an instant. The Golden Lion is not yet dead”, he said proudly with a pumped-up chest. Duncan nodded as he continued watching Long’s fight against the four figures dressed in complete black.
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