Chapter 427 - Bitter Support
Although Gillian’s attack wasn’t substantial in damaging Darke, it left him feeling fretful. The Necromancer had intentions of killing Rhode after sensing his exhaustion but he didn’t expect that Gillian’s reaction would be as quick as his. Gillian swiftly answered as soon as she saw Rhode half-kneeling on the ground and continuously applied pressure on Darke, leaving him fully occupied. The fireballs and beams of flames fluttered in the night sky, weaving into a huge net to firmly block the Necromancer.
However, Darke didn’t back off. Instead, he was preparing his killer move as he dodged Gillian’s attack. From his understanding of spells, such aggressive fire elemental attacks wouldn’t last and they wouldn’t stay this extravagant for long!
30 seconds passed.
Darke sensed that the fireballs were getting weaker and the encirclement of the beams of flames wasn’t as dense as before. He prepared himself swiftly while staring at the black-haired young man kneeling on the same spot, waiting for the opportune moment to mercilessly reap the young man’s life.
At this moment, strong winds blew out of nowhere.
As Darke turned around, Anne emerged behind the fireball and the young lady was shrouded in the radiance of the wind element. Then, she lifted her shield and darted towards the Necromancer!
This was all in Gillian’s plan. Indeed, in the eye of the Necromancer, the flames surrounding himself were getting thinner and weaker. However, he didn’t know that Gillian was holding back on purpose. Moreover, Gillian relied on the columns of flames to block the Necromancer’s field of vision in order to prevent him from discovering Anne.
With the help of the wind element, Anne leaped lightly and was midair instantly. Furthermore, the young lady could even hover and fly momentarily. Without a doubt, Anne wasn’t able to fully grasp her powers yet. If she could control her powers, she would have no problems flying in the air.
Of course, that should be left for later.
Gillian stopped casting Seven Hells. The fluttering fireballs and light beams disappeared and what remained was the wall of flames by the edge of the wagon. Just as the Necromancer guessed, Gillian’s Spell of the Red Lotus had to absorb the surrounding fire element at her disposal. However, there was limited supply of fire element and if Gillian went all out again, that spell wouldn’t last a mere second. Moreover, Gillian couldn’t change her position as she had released her Spell of the Red Lotus. At this moment, she could only observe the battle anxiously from where she stood. After all, she was in a similar situation to Rhode. After going through the previous battle, she didn’t have much more to deal with a powerful Necromancer anymore.
“Damn it!” Gazing at his own badly damaged body, this was the first time the Necromancer felt such incomparable anger. As a matter of fact, he knew his enemies weren’t stronger than him. However, these bastards kept pulling stunts that made him this miserable. Darke pulled himself up fiercely while gazing at Rhode and Anne. The Necromancer bit his teeth, ripped his right arm off, and plunged it into the ground!
“Bsaing!” As the Necromancer howled, the detached arm expanded at an incredible speed. In a blink of an eye, the whole arm grew to three, four meters wide. Looking from a distance, it seemed like a gigantic white bone scorpion with five sharp claws.
“Finish them!” the Necromancer commanded and the gigantic white bone arm darted towards Rhode and Anne. At the same time, it began to sharpen into a splinter and pierced towards its prey.
“Leader, be careful!” Anne pushed Rhode away, at the same time rolling off the ground hurriedly. The sharp bone splinter brushed the young lady’s hair and struck the surface behind her. Then, the ring finger that was supporting the gigantic white bone palm extended forward abruptly. Before Anne could react, the finger had crushed her body, throwing her away while she shrieked in pain. The white bone splinter once again rose and darted towards Rhode on the other side.
Clang! In this matter of life and death, a sword emerged in Rhode’s hand and defended against the ambush of the splinter. Rhode pushed his blade upwards against the splinter. However, he once again kneeled on the ground and started panting for air. On the other side, Anne pounced over with her shield and defended Rhode against the raid of the splinter. The sharp fingertips raked against the shield, setting off an ear-deafening sound of friction. Although this powerful strength forced the young lady back a few steps, she continued to bite her lips and held on beside Rhode.
What luck!
The constant breathing of cold air didn’t clear Rhode of his chaotic mind. Instead, he felt that his whole world was violently shaking and the ground below his feet was sludge which he couldn’t stand properly on.
Must I really unlock Gillian’s seal…?
Rhode gazed at his palm desperately.