950 YOU COWARDLY BASTARD!!
“…”
Prima Skythorn, a Divine Stage Cultivator, the strongest being in the Skythorn Falcon City, currently stood still with a solemn look on his face.
Around him, dust and smoke flew, hindering his vision, debris and rubbles were everywhere around him, however, that was not something his attention was on.
His eyes were on 2 of his peak Saint Stage subordinates, who were lying on the ground, lifeless. Not only that, the other 2 peak Saint Stage subordinates who were still alive, weren’t in any position to continue any further.
Both of them had lost their arms and the rest of their bodies were gravely injured as well. The two of them were barely standing.
And of course, Prima himself wasn’t in any better state either, he may not have lost any of his limbs, but his very foundation was shaken. He was in an extremely weak condition right now.
The only person out of the 6 of them who teleported to Feline Cat City who was perfectly fine was Willow Feline.
This bitch was the first to react, rather than trying to defend like others, she decided to use Prima as a meat shield and hid behind him. Prima took more than 95% of the attack head on and Willow, who stood right behind him was completely safe.
Yes, Willow used Prima.
Prima was annoyed, being used like this was a vexing feeling and he wanted nothing more than to kill this woman right now, however, in a position where he stood, Prima couldn’t even do something like that.
He could feel it.
He could feel that man coming for him.
‘It was all a Trap!’
Prima clenched his fists in frustration as he recalled what happened a few seconds ago.
…
“Heh, I can’t believe I am going to see something like this.”
Nux chuckled as he glanced at 30 people standing in front of him with an exciting smile on his face.
‘Nux, stay away from there.’
Melia warned with a worried look on her face.
‘Don’t worry, I am already far away. Even seeing everything clearly is difficult from here.’
‘Then just return.’ Melia urged.
‘I can’t! How can I miss something like this?
A Divine Stage Cultivator would be jumping right into his death.
An amusing sight like that cannot be missed.’
Nux laughed as he directed his attention to the people in front of him.
All of them were Catkins and none of them was weak,
There was 1 Divine Stage Cultivator and 32 Saints.
Yes, Oberon was going all out.
All the clan leaders, Saints of the City Manor, and the experts that usually hide all the time were here on Oberon’s order and had surrounded the Teleportation Circle.
This was the Trap Rune, Felix and Oberon had set for the Falkonkins.
Just for this day, Oberon had borrowed 15 Arcane Missiles.
A 12-Star Artifact that requires 2 saints to work properly.
The output of the attack was strong enough for even a Divine Stage Cultivator to get hurt and with 15 of these missiles working together…
It would be great if Cultivators from the Skythorn Falcon City won’t die as soon as they get here.
“Take your positions.”
Oberon ordered.
The 32 Saints moved and took their positions, pointing the missiles toward the Teleportation Circle.
“Felix.”
Oberon called out as he glanced at his son.
Felix glanced at Rune, Rune nodded, Felix then stepped forward and activated the Teleportation Circle.
“Back away.”
Oberon ordered.
Felix quickly jumped back and appeared next to his sister.
Rune held his trembling hands and nodded at him.
Felix nodded with a weak smile on his face.
Then, he closed his eyes.
He wasn’t brave enough to see what was about to happen.
Rune, who knew what he was going through placed his head on her shoulder and comforted him.
“NOW!”
Oberon shouted as he pointed at the Teleportation Circle.
“W-What?”
“W-What is happening!?”
“We are surrounded!?”
The Falconkins couldn’t understand what happened. They had just teleported into the Feline Cat City and they were already surrounded.
Suddenly, Prima saw Willow moving behind him with a shocked look on her face.
His eyes widened in surprise.
Willow acted scarily quick, while they were all still confused about what happened, she already moved behind Prima. She was surprised by all this as well, however, she knew saving her life was much more important right now.
‘This bitch!’
Prima cursed inwardly.
He understood what she was doing, however, tight now, as frustrating as it was, he can only be her meat shield.
“Raise your defenses!”
Prima ordered.
Others raised their defenses, putting everything they had on defense.
All of them prepared for the impact and,
*BOOOOOOOOM*
A huge explosion was heard.
And that was how we came to the current position where only Willow was perfectly fine while the rest of the Falconkins were either dead or gravely injured.
“YOU COWARDLY BASTARD!!”
Prima shouted at the top of his lungs as he blocked Oberon’s punch.
*BOOM*
The impact of their collision was strong enough for anyone below Semi Saint to die in an instant.
“Rich coming from someone who wanted to use Blackheart to weaken me.” Oberon smiled.
“YOU KNEW!!”
“Why do you think all of us are here, you dumbass? Of course I knew.” Oberon laughed out loud.
Then, a Black colored Hourglass shaped artifact appeared in the air and started shining.
“!!!”
Seeing the artifact, Prima widened his eyes in surprise.
“YOU BASTA-”
He wanted to curse again, however, before he could complete, both he and Oberon disappeared.
“…”
A deafening silence fell all over the place.
Soon, the smoke cleared up.
Willow and the two gravely injured Saints noticed the 32 Saints who had surrounded them.
They realized it, running away was impossible.
The Artifact that Willow used to run away from Oberon all those years ago needed a few seconds to activate, and these saints weren’t going to give them all that time.
They had no choice but to fight and of course,
They couldn’t win.
Willow’s eyes then fell on Felix who was standing far away and her eyes shined in hope,
“Felix!”
She called her son.
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