Chapter 300
Chapter 300 Bloodhand Butcher
The fight deep in the woods wasn’t the only battle.
A massive elementium explosion erupted in the camp as well.
The sudden tide of elementium ravaged everything around it. The temporary camp was destroyed and turned into an expanse of elementium. Even Greem felt the destructive aura from a distance.
Through the soul contract, he ascertained that Alice and Snorlax were still alive. They were frantically running away from the destruction. However, were there people chasing after them? Would they be able to escape the pursuit of an adept?
He had no answers to these questions!
If he wanted to rescue them, he first needed to defeat the accursed adept before him- Bloodhand Butcher.
In the time that Greem hesitated, the Infernal Tyrant had already clashed with the Butcher.
If it wasn’t for his crimson armor, he would practically have been running nude at this point!
He was a body-refining adept after all. Speed was not his proficiency. His main method of attack was through the use of his two-handed longsword imbued with corrosive blood energies. If the opponent kept him at a distance, the only thing he could do was passively endure their blows.
Wuuuu. He heard a sharp whistling.
A broken tree trunk sailed through the air towards Greem.
t was blown to bits by a Magma Fireball while it was still in the air, exploding into debris and sparks.
The next second, a one-meter-wide stone flew at Greem again.
That was also reduced to pebbles by the fireballs in the air.
Greem pivoted and lifted his hands. A Magma Fireball he had been charging up shot out like a bullet.
The flickering sea of flames was suddenly blown apart as the Bloodhand Butcher charged out of the fire with his sword in hand. A crimson slash chopped the enhanced Magma Fireball top pieces before it could explode. The roiling lava within it was blasted away as well.
The Butcher let out a yell that shook the ground and the skies. The blood energies circulating around his body increased in intensity as the sword in his hand became a curtain of slashes slicing at Greem.
In ordinary circumstances, Greem would probably have leaped away with a Fire Teleportation.
His Physique was decent as well, but entering a melee with a professional body-refining adept was a suicidal act.
However, the battle today was a dangerous one. If this dragged on any longer, he would be surrounded by three adepts. That would be the end of him. Greem didn’t run when faced with the menacing sword array flying towards him. He made a circle with his arms and a terrifying stream of flame composed of extremely concentrated fire elementium surged towards the enemy.
Pu!
The rain of cuts that spun like a top didn’t stop at all. They clashed against the stream of fire and forced their way upstream. Bit by bit, they were pressing towards Greem’s body. The red flame stream was split into two before the spinning sword, flowing harmlessly to either side.
There were less than ten meters between the two now. Not a single obstacle stood between them besides the flood of fire.
Both of them were gritting their teeth and hanging on!
The Butcher was trying to break through this last barrier and use his swift slashes to cut the target to pieces. Greem was using every fiber of strength he had to increase the intensity and strength of the flame stream to buy time for the Infernal Tyrant. He needed five precious seconds for it to launch a powerful attack.
Szzzzzz.
The edge of the blade had come within half a meter of Greem’s fingertips amid the odd sizzling sound of fire clashing against steel.
Finally, after five seconds of channeling, the Infernal Tyrant’s spell landed on the Butcher’s body!