Chương 300: Chapter 283. More Tricks Or A Last Resort?

" I'll take his left!"" Leave his right to me!"" Let's go!" Count Sark started to aim for the left side of the God Of The Blackwood as his muscles bulged and seemed to grow with every step he took. Count Gorse on the other hand, seemed to disappear as he called the right side of our enemy to be his. I simply agreed with them and began to aim my sword towards the Evil God's heart and neck." You think cracking My Armor is enough to be this overconfident!?"

Our enemy seemed to be confident in his chances against us, but the fact that for the first time today, he's begun to guard himself with his sword instead of mocking us, tells me worry has snuck its way into his mind. Quite frankly, I think this is a good thing, and it's not just the innate thirst for battle flooding out from my chest that this support Spell from Count Tye gave me. Or what might be false confidence that it could also be giving me along with this bloodlust. We cracked his armor before this.

Now that we know it's possible from testing the waters, it's time to attack with intent, just like he's been doing this whole time to us. /THOOM! /" You think I'm just going to stand there and let you atta-" /WHOOSH! BOOM! / Swing! Before he could finish his sentence, a small but fast fireball hit the God Of The Blackwood square in his cheek. While it didn't hurt him, it did distract him long enough for me to swing Scarlet at him. I need to remember to thank Lady Kina and Lady Diana after all of this is over.

/CLANG! / Damn. He blocked Scarlet with his own sword." AHH!"" Scarlet!?" Jump! I heard Scarlet scream as he and I fight for dominance while our swords grinded against each other. The scream worried me, so I quickly jumped back a fair distance, something like 15 feet." Run if you can, scum!" /CLANG! /" Don't forget about me!"

Count Sark stopped the God of the Blackwood in his tracks with a swing of his axe, I could see from here that Count Sark's muscles had grown around twice his size, leaving him looking more and more like a monster from a horror film. /CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! / While he and the God Of The Blackwood fight it out, I turn to Scarlet's physical blade to see if something had happened to it. With a once over, she looked okay, I couldn't see any damage on the blade itself. Once I was sure, I began to try and speak to her."

Scarlet, are you okay? What happened?"" That blade! It hurt me!?"" How? Didn't we already clash with the blade before? Did you feel anything before from it?"" No... I only felt a strange stinging... I thought that was normal... But this... I felt actual pain from that last clash."" How is this possible?" I asked my question out loud while looking at Count Sark and the God Of The Blackwood clashing their weapons with each other. That's when I noticed it." His blade... Is... Is it glowing?"" What?"

Scarlet seemed to think I was speaking to her, I again, just spoke my question aloud. We both were quite puzzled by what I discovered. Sure, it was hard to see and even harder to resist the urge to jump into the fray... This Spell... Its name is fitting. I crave to fight like I'm cursed. The idea of drawing his blood with an attack is almost too tantalizing, like finding an oasis in the dessert while dying of thirst. I pushed my desire as far down as I could... I need to focus...

How is Count Gorse resisting this urge? Focus! I take a hard look at the blade of the God Of The Blackwood. You could be reading stolen content. Head to the original site for the genuine story." It is glowing... It must be some kind of Mana Blade that can hurt Spirits or Cursed Items like you, Scarlet... You need to return to being a bracelet again."" But, then, what will you do?" I smiled at the question... In a way it was fitting as I am right now.

Since nothing would bring me more happiness in this moment than fighting in the way I'll have to." I'll use my fists and feet. Holy Martial Arts were effective against those guardians, so I'll gamble on it being effective now. If not, I still have Magic to fall back on. Either way if it works or not, I don't want you to get hurt, Scarlet, so, please... Go back to being a bracelet." press...

I felt an unwillingness to do as I asked, then I could swear I saw and felt a little hand grip the hand that was holding onto Scarlet." Don't die, John."" I won't, I still need to become a Swordsman worthy of wielding you after all." The ethereal hand on my hand disappeared along with the sword and then a black bracelet returned to my wrist. I looked back up at the battle that was going on. Seemed to be somewhat even, but Count Sark seems to be breathing a bit harder than before.

Meanwhile, the God Of The Deadwoods just looked annoyed, like when someone tries to squash a bug and just can't seem to get them. I quickly channeled some of my mana into my hands and began to run towards the fray." Do you really think you can stand before a God like me!?"" I'm standing right here, right now! And you still can't harm me!"" You say that while your swings continue to slow, you ape!" Jump! Punch! / THUMP! /" Good thing I'm here then!" PUSH!

I jumped as hard as I could and flew in the air, I formed a fist with my left hand and threw a punch with as much force as I could muster. I slammed that fist into the God's face, he didn't move for a second, but then, I dug my fist into his cheek more, that's when his body finally gave way. /CRASH! / Once my fist had dug into his cheek, the God Of The Blackwoods was slammed into the ground, similarly to what he did to me, he even made a small crater as his body sank into the ground.

Again, all I can think is "thank you, Count Tye". This support Spell is something very special. I turned towards Count Sark after I put the God in the ground." You good?" Count Sark nodded." Now I am, since I have some help. Let's end this quick, Matthew!"" Good idea!" I channeled Holy Mana into my feet and readied my foot to stomp the God Of The Blackwood's head in as Count Sark aimed for his torso with his war axe. It seemed like everything would go well... / RUMBLE! / Pressure!" ENOUGH!" Push! / WOOSH!

/ The God released some of his mana and it pushed Count Sark and I away. Seriously? How much more power does he have? He stood again and just from the look in his eyes I could see that he was both disgusted and filled with a deep feeling of rage. I guess we're doing a better job than we thought when it comes to defeating him if he's acting like this now." You all are so beneath me you should be licking my heels! Yet here you are! So disrespectful to your Better! Enough of this!

I'll find another body in time, I'll destroy you all right now!" The God Of The Blackwood raised his sword towards the sky. First the grip around the sword's handle tightened, next the ground gave way. Rocks and soil drifted upwards like the gravity around him had been reversed." You will all die here! By my hand! No matter what!"

A yell that sounded equal parts a threat and a promise was said by our enemy before the faint glow of his sword morphed into what looked like a sickening slime that covered his sword from tip to handle. What the hell is he doing no- /SHING! / Before I could finish my thought, the God Of The Blackwood swung his sword. A sharp cutting sound filled the area, and I felt a wave of some kind of energy fly past me. I looked towards the direction of the sound. I saw Count Sark, but something was wrong with him."

Phil, are you oka-" / Thump. Splash. / Before I could finish my question, Count Sark's arm fell to the ground. / Thump! Clang! / Before long, Count Sark also fell to the ground. He also dropped his axe and placed his hand on his bleeding stump to try and stop the blood. He didn't scream, but you could see the pain on his face from where his arm used to be. He grimaced as he touched his arm and returned a fierce stare towards the God Of The Blackwood. /WOOSH! WOOSH! WOOSH! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

/ Lady Kina was also not happy with the current situation, 3 fireballs landed on different parts of the God Of The Blackwood's body, one to his face, another to his chest and another on his left leg." Hahahaha! Yes! That's better! That look of anger, but yet, you can't do anything about it! That's perfect! Now for yo-" /CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! / Before the God could finish his words, a barrage of sword thrusts hit him from behind.

Count Gorse seemed to have found his moment, or perhaps his rage finally boiled over and he couldn't hold back attacking the enemy. /THUD! / Before Count Gorse could land another attack, the God Of The Blackwoods simply whacked him with his hand instead of his sword." Foolish cur!" The God yelled angrily at Count Gorse, but Count Gorse paid him no mind and flashed him a glare that befits a Noble. The anger in his eyes was palpable" Do you really think this is enough!? You foolish mongrels!

You're all just ants waiting to be stomped and smeared on the ground by my boot! No number of ambushes or surprise attacks from behind will do anything to me! It's all foolish insole-" /CRACK! SHING! / Despite the words that our enemy spoke, a giant piece of his armor fell from his back. Everyone was speechless, except for Count Gorse who had a deep smile form on his face.