Damon’s figure blurred and appeared in another location the next mont. Before Viola could find him there, he once again moved and appeared sowhere else. He was like a ghost that kept jumpscaring her, appearing in random places.
But every ti he appeared, the people around him folded like dummies, crumbling and falling to their deaths.
Damon happily absorbed the blood essence while continuing to tornt the poor woman.
anwhile, Erin had a savage smile on her face as she continued to rain hell everywhere. Like Damon, she did not restrict herself to the West. She was everywhere and released torrents of black miasma all over the battlefield.
Between her attacks and Damon’s earlier poison blasts, the very landscape outside of Niera city was quickly changing.
Even though everyone was currently standing in the light faction continent, where the environnt, air, mana, earth, and everything should be favorable to the light faction players, the situation right now was completely different.
Both the miasma and Damon’s poison were stubborn entities that refused to clear out the area. No matter how powerful the cleansing and protection skills were, parts of them lingered and seeped all around.
Almost everyone on the battlefield began to accrue passive debuffs.
Even the super guild armies filled with elite players couldn’t keep up with the constant health and mana refills. Both Michael and Viola were at their wits’ end. Viola had it worse as she was personally targeted by Damon.
The woman could only helplessly watch as none of her curses landed. She shouted in rage as mana danced around her and her mind worked tirelessly, tossing one skill after another on Damon, sohow trying to pin him down.
However, the bastard always seed to have an endless amount of escape skills at his disposal. She did not understand how soone’s mana reserves could be so insane. It was as if he had limitless mana!
She was the heaven’s blessed. Her body was made to use mana. She was born to be a superior mana vessel, and yet in front of this madman, she could only feel like a second-tier human.
Every ti she aid, Damon was gone. He popped in, bodies dropped, and he drank the red threads without even looking. Her curses slid off him. Her decoy tricks snapped. Her seals cracked.
"What are you all still doing? You protected enough already. Just go and kill him!" She finally scread at her NPC guards, unable to bear the constant pressure of watching everyone around her drop like flies.
These were not any normal players. They were talented elites trained by her family for generations and now Blood God was randomly killing them like cutting down cattle. It was unbearable for her to digest.
The ntal stress was simply too much, and coupled with Erin’s miasma, her thinking beca biased.
And this was precisely the mont Damon had been waiting for. He had only a few seconds in hand, so he couldn’t simply use brute power here to do his job. He had to play the mind gas and slowly push the woman to the edge.
Now she was finally there, and she had made the mistake he was hoping for. Hearing Viola’s command, all the NPCs around her dashed forward to attack Damon. These were not normal players or elite players whom he could easily fight with. They were peak C rank powerhouse NPCs.
Damon had no intention to tangle with them right at this mont. It was easy for him to evade their attacks before, as he kept running around, but it wouldn’t be the sa if he ca for Viola. He would have never managed to get past them to reach her.
But now things were different. Thanks to the ntal pressure he applied, Viola herself had sent everyone out, leaving her alone and vulnerable. This was his chance, and Damon instantly acted.
He swiftly led the C rank powerhouses away from Viola. All sorts of attacks flew at him, torrents of divine energy, different elental energies, and sword beams. Damon was sweating bullets just trying to escape the chaos.
In his head, the plan was a lot easier, but the reality was a little different. He also had to watch out for control skills that kept popping up everywhere around him. If he slowed down even a bit, then it would be ga over. He couldn’t keep this up for long. He had to end it now.
While he led the NPCs away, his shadow clone finally made the move.
His shadow clone did not waste ti and silently appeared behind Viola. Many blood shadow daggers appeared around the clone, and without hesitation, the clone plunged all of them into her, executing Blade Dance.
However, before any of the attacks could reach the woman, another figure appeared behind her and blocked all of the attacks. It was a red-robed man who was covered from top to bottom.
Viola’s eyes widened in shock as she could only passively observe everything happening. She was too slow to react. Rather everything around her was happening at an insane pace, a pace she couldn’t keep up now even if she tried. "How are you here?" She gaped in shock at the red-robed man.
"Your father sent ." He curly answered.
Viola herself seed to be unaware of the man’s presence. It was good that she did not know. Only because of that, she was alive right now. She gulped as she watched the mysterious man parry with the shadow clone.
He was able to take care of whatever trump card the shadow clone threw at him. Easily at that. Clearly, their side had the superior skills and the stats. It was only a matter of ti before the clone was dealt with.
Viola let out a sigh of relief. Her mind was muddled for a mont, and she made a stupid mistake. Thankfully, she did not have to pay the price for it.
But before she could finish her thought, sothing plunged into her back. A searing pain sent her mind reeling and her health plumted. Viola only managed to turn and look as her body dropped to the ground.
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