In a word, it was a red slashing wave.
When Aisha finished chanting the magic and struck the ground heavily with the large machete in her hands, a red slashing wave burst forth from her blade like a shockwave.
Like the dorsal fin of a shark cutting through the water’s surface, the red slashing shockwave raced along the ground, destroying everything in its path.
[Purgatory Chaos], it’s a purely offensive magic, using a weapon to release a magic power slash, destroying everything in the magic power slash’s trajectory. It’s not rare, but its power is formidable.
Thus, when the red slashing shockwave cut through the traditional corridor and struck Reiger, it continued rushing forward along the ground unabated, hitting the wall on the side of the corridor.
The wall instantly shattered with a boom, destroyed by the red slashing wave, turning into a sky full of rubble and dust, blown outside the red-light district by the noisy wind.
"There, there are adventurers fighting!"
"Run away!"
"Who is it? Daring to cause trouble on Ishtar’s territory?"
On the street, nurous startled people and gods were clamoring, so hurriedly distancing themselves from the red-light district, while others were attracted and rushed over to watch the commotion.
"Ha... Ha..."
In the traditional corridor where the wall had exploded, Aisha still maintained the posture of having swung the machete all the way down, breathing heavily.
Originally, just casting a magic spell shouldn’t have made Aisha so exhausted.
But she knew all too well the gap between herself and Reiger, understanding that a half-hearted attack couldn’t do anything to that man.
So, Aisha infused the majority of her spiritual power into this magic spell of hers, unleashing an attack of extraordinary power.
This increased [Purgatory Chaos]’s power several tis over. Even a Level 5 first-tier adventurer wouldn’t expect to erge unscathed if hit.
"Ugh..."
"Big sister..."
"Sister Aisha..."
The combat prostitutes around her, collapsed on the ground, groaned as they struggled to get up and tried to approach Aisha.
"Stay back!"
Aisha shouted at the combat prostitutes around her, stopping them in their tracks.
Ignoring her body’s violent gasps and ntal fatigue, Aisha stared intently ahead of the shattered wall with wide eyes.
There, the dust was still swirling, and the rubble fell like rain, just like the sweat flowing down Aisha’s face.
There was no helping it.
"No sensation of hitting..."
Aisha’s expression was quite ugly.
Responding to her was a calm voice.
"No, it hit."
From within the swirling dust, an exceedingly indifferent voice erged.
"If I hadn’t swung my sword at the last mont, I might have already been blown out of this red-light district."
With these words, the flying dust dispersed.
Reiger, holding a sheathed crystal sword, slowly erged from the dust, unhard except for so dust on the edge of his clothes.
In his hand, the sheathed crystal sword still pulsed with remnants of red magic power.
It was not Reiger’s magic power, but the power of Aisha’s magic lingering on it.
Seeing this scene, and recalling Reiger’s recent words, Aisha began to tremble all over.
"You... deflected my magic?"
Aisha’s voice ca out extrely dry.
Reiger raised his eyelids and looked at her.
"To be precise, I deflected it."
Reiger spoke as if stating a fact, his voice as calm as still water.
"...Impossible?"
"Deflecting magic with a sword?"
"I, I don’t believe it!"
"How could such a thing happen...!"
The combat prostitutes who understood what had transpired cried out in shock.
Only Aisha bit her lip, desperately trying to stop her chattering teeth.
"You monster..."
Aisha squeezed out such words from her throat.
"Haven’t you always called that? The monster newcor or sothing..."
Reiger tilted his head slightly, looking at Aisha who stood opposite him, and suddenly smiled.
"Reciprocity, since you slashed at , I’ll slash at you too."
"Indeed."
"Just like you ca to hinder us before, I’m now here to hinder you."
As soon as these words ca out, Aisha’s grip on the large machete tensed up.
"You really are here...!"
Aisha, excited, wanted to say sothing.
But the next second, Aisha couldn’t speak.
Because what happened before her eyes left her frozen in place with shock.
"[Co forth, Lord of Barbarian Dominance!]"
The overly familiar chanting resonated in the chaos of the traditional corridor.
But the one chanting this incantation was not its owner, but its owner’s enemy.
"[Brave warrior, stalwart hero, greedy and tyrannical hero!]"
Reiger raised the sheathed crystal sword in his hand, gathering the surging magic power on the sword.
"[Prove it by obtaining the empress’s imperial band!]"
The magic power began to take on a red hue.
"[Satisfy , pierce , annihilate as proof!]"
A terrifying aura emanated from Reiger’s body.
"[My thirsty blade is called Hippolyta!]"
The chant that originally shouldn’t co from anyone else’s mouth was now chanted word for word by Reiger.
Feeling the terrifying aura that she could never emit herself, seeing Reiger, who gathered red magic power on the sheathed sword creating a whirlwind, Aisha’s delicate body uncontrollably trembled again.
"That is... How could it be...!?"
"Impossible!"
"Sister Aisha!"
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