Chapter 176: Oh, Blessed Xoris
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Reve looked at the spell Ciaran wielded, 'It is almost like a summon spell, but this is different. It was formed from magi. Thus, it shouldn't be .....'
Without thinking any further, he dashed at the young man but the tail of the whip quickly appeared in his face. It took him his fastest burst of speed before he could break out of the perilous situation.
Reve flipped sideways and jumped at the nearby trees. Using the trees in his path, he made sure to reduce the extension range of Ciaran's whip.
*Cackle!*
His efforts proved for naught as Ciaran mercilessly broke all the surrounding trees with a single whip slash. Ciaran effectively protected his circle, making sure that there was no way Reve could invade it with only speed.
Stopping his movement, Reve thought to himself, 'I see….he chose this weapon for this reason. His goal is to keep me at hand's length. I need something special to break this checkmate or els—'
Just as he contemplated, a large thunderbolt shot at him from the sky. Luckily, his senses alerted him of this attack.
Reve jumped out of the way, rolling on the ground. before he could get scorched by the deep magical force hidden in the bolt.
As he heaved, he understood that Lyra had started providing support to Ciaran.
Reve finally decided to let loose despite already suffering from internal injuries.
His fingers formed a strange hand sign, "My body is a marionette and I'm the marionettist. I can command it as I wish. I can summon it tirelessly,......[Morai]!"
Suddenly, his legs began to float in the air. It was a surprising event...too sudden for a mortal brain to process.
Reve hovered in the air as he spied on the twins. The only thing they could see was a figure with blinking lights erupting from within him.
It was only later when something hit Ciaran's face did he realize how foolish he was. He blocked a second hit from Reve with one of his magic circles that materialized into a shield.
Yet, Reve ignored that and simply kept pounding. Using the full potential of [Morai], Reve's speed and power were exponentially increased, but if he remembered correctly, it had a time limit and distinct flaws.
Reve danced around Ciaran while the latter struggled to keep up with Reve's speed. Soon, Reve landed a soft punch on Ciaran.
The punch was simple, easily one of the slowest punches Ciaran had seen. It was definitely not a cute attack.
The effects of the attack were delayed, but after two seconds, a massive force erupted in Ciaran's guts.
He flew like a cannonball away from the scene.
Reve watched his course path for a brief second. In the next moment, he focused back on Lyra, who couldn't help but shiver.
"You chose this path for yourself," coldly spoke Reve.
His figure dematerialized once more. However, just before he reach Lyra, a swift arrow intercepted his path.
He stopped to evade it, yet that was not all.
Soon came a downpour of divine arrows coated with fierce red lightning.
Lyra took the chance to prepare her spell. She touched the meek ground and connected with it.
Three magical circles entered into the depths of the earth and came out as crimson pythons coated with the familiar red lightning energy.
They rushed at Reve at insane speed, quickly joining the legion of arrows that we're produced by a distant Ciaran.
While Reve was preoccupied with the attacks, Ciaran limped towards Lyra. His expression was not looking good as he struggled to keep his mouth from perfectly expressing the pain he felt.
"Lyra, we need to leave now!" demanded a weary Ciaran.
Lyra nodded in reply and grabbed Knight Villiame. Despite her not having sufficient strength for this, she knew better than to let her brother bear this burden.
As for how she was to successfully carry the knight...…...in times of distress, exceptional feats are not surprising.
They moved out of their spot and stumbled on a few trees before getting their bearing.
"Now, where do you think you are going?"
The lightning in the sky dispersed and an ephemeral bluish-green sea sprouted out of Reve's coordinate.
The latter came out of this chaos looking like a war god with his cloth stained with his blood.
His body, high up in the air, but it didn't stop him from making the twins shiver in their steps.
They wasted no time running away from the scene. Whoever or whatever the masked man was, they couldn't deal with him....even when he was in his weakest phase.
While they scuttled like little mice, a transparent object slammed into their back, throwing them off course.
They stood up rather quickly and continued their escape but another round of invisible objects hit them fiercely.
This time, they fell face flat.
Their eyes strained forward. They could see the distant boots of the masked man moving closer to them.
Soon, he was within a foot's distance.
The masked man crouched to speak to them, "This could have not happened, but I guess it is better this way."
His eyes focused on some part of the twins' head but their minds were too cloggy to discern which parts.
The last thing they saw before they blacked out was the hand of the masked man reaching out to them.
Their minds resonated, 'So, this is how I die.'
.......
'The sounds finally died out. Has the battle come to an end?' panicked a sole man in the lonely woods.
He was Lord Gawyne, ruler of the House Drateel. Yet, he couldn't maintain his glorious composure in a fight.
It was highly known that he lacked the gift to use magic and the body to sense ki.
This was something that had tormented him all his life. Something that terrified him at this moment as he understood that his children and beloved knight were out there fighting with a terrifying unknown man.
Lord Gawyne shook his head and focused on his surrounding. Due to the climax of the battle ahead, the dust from the ground rose up to block his sight.
Everywhere was hazy so when he saw a distinct figure that quite resembled his son ahead of him, he jumped up fervently.
"Ciaran, oh, thank the blessed Xoris. You are back!" bellowed Lord Gawyne.
What happened next shocked him...….
"Blessed Xoris, you say......"
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Reve looked at the spell Ciaran wielded, 'It is almost like a summon spell, but this is different. It was formed from magi. Thus, it shouldn't be .....'
Without thinking any further, he dashed at the young man but the tail of the whip quickly appeared in his face. It took him his fastest burst of speed before he could break out of the perilous situation.
Reve flipped sideways and jumped at the nearby trees. Using the trees in his path, he made sure to reduce the extension range of Ciaran's whip.
*Cackle!*
His efforts proved for naught as Ciaran mercilessly broke all the surrounding trees with a single whip slash. Ciaran effectively protected his circle, making sure that there was no way Reve could invade it with only speed.
Stopping his movement, Reve thought to himself, 'I see….he chose this weapon for this reason. His goal is to keep me at hand's length. I need something special to break this checkmate or els—'
Just as he contemplated, a large thunderbolt shot at him from the sky. Luckily, his senses alerted him of this attack.
Reve jumped out of the way, rolling on the ground. before he could get scorched by the deep magical force hidden in the bolt.
As he heaved, he understood that Lyra had started providing support to Ciaran.
Reve finally decided to let loose despite already suffering from internal injuries.
His fingers formed a strange hand sign, "My body is a marionette and I'm the marionettist. I can command it as I wish. I can summon it tirelessly,......[Morai]!"
Suddenly, his legs began to float in the air. It was a surprising event...too sudden for a mortal brain to process.
Reve hovered in the air as he spied on the twins. The only thing they could see was a figure with blinking lights erupting from within him.
It was only later when something hit Ciaran's face did he realize how foolish he was. He blocked a second hit from Reve with one of his magic circles that materialized into a shield.
Yet, Reve ignored that and simply kept pounding. Using the full potential of [Morai], Reve's speed and power were exponentially increased, but if he remembered correctly, it had a time limit and distinct flaws.
Reve danced around Ciaran while the latter struggled to keep up with Reve's speed. Soon, Reve landed a soft punch on Ciaran.
The punch was simple, easily one of the slowest punches Ciaran had seen. It was definitely not a cute attack.
The effects of the attack were delayed, but after two seconds, a massive force erupted in Ciaran's guts.
He flew like a cannonball away from the scene.
Reve watched his course path for a brief second. In the next moment, he focused back on Lyra, who couldn't help but shiver.
"You chose this path for yourself," coldly spoke Reve.
His figure dematerialized once more. However, just before he reach Lyra, a swift arrow intercepted his path.
He stopped to evade it, yet that was not all.
Soon came a downpour of divine arrows coated with fierce red lightning.
Lyra took the chance to prepare her spell. She touched the meek ground and connected with it.
Three magical circles entered into the depths of the earth and came out as crimson pythons coated with the familiar red lightning energy.
They rushed at Reve at insane speed, quickly joining the legion of arrows that we're produced by a distant Ciaran.
While Reve was preoccupied with the attacks, Ciaran limped towards Lyra. His expression was not looking good as he struggled to keep his mouth from perfectly expressing the pain he felt.
"Lyra, we need to leave now!" demanded a weary Ciaran.
Lyra nodded in reply and grabbed Knight Villiame. Despite her not having sufficient strength for this, she knew better than to let her brother bear this burden.
As for how she was to successfully carry the knight...…...in times of distress, exceptional feats are not surprising.
They moved out of their spot and stumbled on a few trees before getting their bearing.
"Now, where do you think you are going?"
The lightning in the sky dispersed and an ephemeral bluish-green sea sprouted out of Reve's coordinate.
The latter came out of this chaos looking like a war god with his cloth stained with his blood.
His body, high up in the air, but it didn't stop him from making the twins shiver in their steps.
They wasted no time running away from the scene. Whoever or whatever the masked man was, they couldn't deal with him....even when he was in his weakest phase.
While they scuttled like little mice, a transparent object slammed into their back, throwing them off course.
They stood up rather quickly and continued their escape but another round of invisible objects hit them fiercely.
This time, they fell face flat.
Their eyes strained forward. They could see the distant boots of the masked man moving closer to them.
Soon, he was within a foot's distance.
The masked man crouched to speak to them, "This could have not happened, but I guess it is better this way."
His eyes focused on some part of the twins' head but their minds were too cloggy to discern which parts.
The last thing they saw before they blacked out was the hand of the masked man reaching out to them.
Their minds resonated, 'So, this is how I die.'
.......
'The sounds finally died out. Has the battle come to an end?' panicked a sole man in the lonely woods.
He was Lord Gawyne, ruler of the House Drateel. Yet, he couldn't maintain his glorious composure in a fight.
It was highly known that he lacked the gift to use magic and the body to sense ki.
This was something that had tormented him all his life. Something that terrified him at this moment as he understood that his children and beloved knight were out there fighting with a terrifying unknown man.
Lord Gawyne shook his head and focused on his surrounding. Due to the climax of the battle ahead, the dust from the ground rose up to block his sight.
Everywhere was hazy so when he saw a distinct figure that quite resembled his son ahead of him, he jumped up fervently.
"Ciaran, oh, thank the blessed Xoris. You are back!" bellowed Lord Gawyne.
What happened next shocked him...….
"Blessed Xoris, you say......"
Reve looked at the spell Ciaran wielded, 'It is almost like a summon spell, but this is different. It was formed from magi. Thus, it shouldn't be .....'Without thinking any further, he dashed at the young man but the tail of the whip quickly appeared in his face. It took him his fastest burst of speed before he could break out of the perilous situation. Reve flipped sideways and jumped at the nearby trees. Using the trees in his path, he made sure to reduce the extension range of Ciaran's whip.*Cackle!*His efforts proved for naught as Ciaran mercilessly broke all the surrounding trees with a single whip slash. Ciaran effectively protected his circle, making sure that there was no way Reve could invade it with only speed. Stopping his movement, Reve thought to himself, 'I see.he chose this weapon for this reason. His goal is to keep me at hand's length. I need something special to break this checkmate or els'Just as he contemplated, a large thunderbolt shot at him from the sky. Luckily, his senses alerted him of this attack. Reve jumped out of the way, rolling on the ground. before he could get scorched by the deep magical force hidden in the bolt.As he heaved, he understood that Lyra had started providing support to Ciaran.Reve finally decided to let loose despite already suffering from internal injuries. His fingers formed a strange hand sign, "My body is a marionette and I'm the marionettist. I can command it as I wish. I can summon it tirelessly,......Morai!"Suddenly, his legs began to float in the air. It was a surprising event...too sudden for a mortal brain to process. Reve hovered in the air as he spied on the twins. The only thing they could see was a figure with blinking lights erupting from within him. It was only later when something hit Ciaran's face did he realize how foolish he was. He blocked a second hit from Reve with one of his magic circles that materialized into a shield. Yet, Reve ignored that and simply kept pounding. Using the full potential of Morai, Reve's speed and power were exponentially increased, but if he remembered correctly, it had a time limit and distinct flaws. Reve danced around Ciaran while the latter struggled to keep up with Reve's speed. Soon, Reve landed a soft punch on Ciaran. The punch was simple, easily one of the slowest punches Ciaran had seen. It was definitely not a cute attack. The effects of the attack were delayed, but after two seconds, a massive force erupted in Ciaran's guts.He flew like a cannonball away from the scene.Reve watched his course path for a brief second. In the next moment, he focused back on Lyra, who couldn't help but shiver."You chose this path for yourself," coldly spoke Reve.His figure dematerialized once more. However, just before he reach Lyra, a swift arrow intercepted his path.He stopped to evade it, yet that was not all.Soon came a downpour of divine arrows coated with fierce red lightning. Lyra took the chance to prepare her spell. She touched the meek ground and connected with it.Three magical circles entered into the depths of the earth and came out as crimson pythons coated with the familiar red lightning energy.They rushed at Reve at insane speed, quickly joining the legion of arrows that we're produced by a distant Ciaran.While Reve was preoccupied with the attacks, Ciaran limped towards Lyra. His expression was not looking good as he struggled to keep his mouth from perfectly expressing the pain he felt."Lyra, we need to leave now!" demanded a weary Ciaran.Lyra nodded in reply and grabbed Knight Villiame. Despite her not having sufficient strength for this, she knew better than to let her brother bear this burden.As for how she was to successfully carry the knight......in times of distress, exceptional feats are not surprising.They moved out of their spot and stumbled on a few trees before getting their bearing."Now, where do you think you are going?"The lightning in the sky dispersed and an ephemeral bluish-green sea sprouted out of Reve's coordinate.The latter came out of this chaos looking like a war god with his cloth stained with his blood.His body, high up in the air, but it didn't stop him from making the twins shiver in their steps.They wasted no time running away from the scene. Whoever or whatever the masked man was, they couldn't deal with him....even when he was in his weakest phase.While they scuttled like little mice, a transparent object slammed into their back, throwing them off course.They stood up rather quickly and continued their escape but another round of invisible objects hit them fiercely.This time, they fell face flat.Their eyes strained forward. They could see the distant boots of the masked man moving closer to them.Soon, he was within a foot's distance. The masked man crouched to speak to them, "This could have not happened, but I guess it is better this way."His eyes focused on some part of the twins' head but their minds were too cloggy to discern which parts.The last thing they saw before they blacked out was the hand of the masked man reaching out to them.Their minds resonated, 'So, this is how I die.'.......'The sounds finally died out. Has the battle come to an end?' panicked a sole man in the lonely woods.He was Lord Gawyne, ruler of the House Drateel. Yet, he couldn't maintain his glorious composure in a fight.It was highly known that he lacked the gift to use magic and the body to sense ki.This was something that had tormented him all his life. Something that terrified him at this moment as he understood that his children and beloved knight were out there fighting with a terrifying unknown man.Lord Gawyne shook his head and focused on his surrounding. Due to the climax of the battle ahead, the dust from the ground rose up to block his sight.Everywhere was hazy so when he saw a distinct figure that quite resembled his son ahead of him, he jumped up fervently."Ciaran, oh, thank the blessed Xoris. You are back!" bellowed Lord Gawyne.What happened next shocked him...."Blessed Xoris, you say......"
