Cyrus again uses another Silver Grade, Fire Acceleration Spell, to evade the upcoming danger, but to his shock, the feeling of danger didn't lessen at all but, instated, increased!
He twisted his head and was barely able to see three blue streaks suddenly maneuver in the air and then head in his way,
'A Homing Spell. At least a Qi core realm expert. I need to close the distance, or I'll be at a huge disadvantage. But first, I need to get rid of this spell first.'
Cyrus knew just how deadly a homing spell could be, and they were quite difficult to master as well. Furthermore, the most important thing was casting a homing spell successfully because the target needed to stay still for the spell to get locked on.
It could be a fatal mistake to stay still in front of soone with a homing spell in their arsenal.
Cyrus knew it was useless to run and waste his Qi, so he decided to cast a unique spell of his own, 'Ice, Fire Wall!'
The next mont, black ice materialized, but if soone looked closely, there was an ethereal black fire burning within this ice.
The wall appeared just in the nick of ti when those three blue steaks were a ter away from Cyrus.
'Fire Acceleration!' Cyrus cast almost instantly and shot forward again.
Those three streaks were exempt from intelligence, and they charged after Cyrus, but they had to pierce through the ice wall first, and they did without question.
But the mont they just graze the surface of that wall…
'Boommm…'
A huge black explosion happened, and under this unexpected explosion, those arrows were also triggered.
The Silver Grade, Ice, Fire Spell wall was a combined spell that used ice as an outer shell and combusted fire as a core to create a miniature bomb.
Although only idiots would fall under such a spell since it was a static spell, for homing spells, it was their bane.
Even those cloaked beings were shocked seeing that 'living flea' so easily disposed of Ghost Chasing Soul Arrows. They knew even they had to pay so price to get rid of those annoying arrows.
No.390486339's bewildered, icy voice sounded, "I-impossible!"
"That living flea had so skills. I'll give him that. But this is as far as he can go." No.32990232 eerily comnt.
However, sothing unexpected happened at this mont. They suddenly saw the golden flas suddenly start to shrink, and not only that, but the small white flas suddenly detached themselves from the golden flas. Now it was coming right in their direction. At the sa ti, the golden flas were still high up in the sky.
"What is going on here?" The undead with tal clashing together like voice exclaid, it was No.2457454.
"Can it be the treasure could fly on its own?" The undead with a spooky voice muttered it was No.88764009
"No, you fools. It's that flea's doing. We just need to kill it before the treasure falls from the sky. Just ensure those little ones (The Undead Army) won't get their hands on it first." No.32990232 sneered as a bone suddenly started to extend from its hand before it took the shape of a scythe.
The others tactically agreed with No.32990232's analysis as they also started to materialize their bone weapons.
Cyrus's eyes were covered with gentle blue light as he looked at three five bright blue figures.
It was another silver-grade spell Soul Vision which could see any soul in the vicinity and was quite perfect for any Undead being.
However, Cyrus had used 99% of his energy reserve after casting so many silver-grade spells and a golden-grade spell to cast 'Wind Bed' to keep Rita in the sky. At the sa ti, he dealt with those guys, and she had already started to break through, so he would only be harming her if he awakes her from that state or might even outright kill her.
Furthermore, Cyrus was pretty sure those five were also after Rita, so they won't try to harm her as long as they thought of her as so treasure and were afraid of damaging it.
Just as he thought, he felt more arrows coming in his direction while they completely ignored Rita's existence.
"Those five are wearing ragged cloaks, and their weapons are filled with strange letters. Could they be stage-3 skeletons?" Eve asked curiously since she could clearly see within this darkness.
Cyrus's expression turned stern when he heard that description, "If they already developed cloaks, then they should be half a step away from becoming a Wight, which ans they are Stage-5 Skeletons, and they should be as strong as a peak Qi core realm cultivator.
"Since this dinsion is still in the process of growth and only gave birth to the stage-2 skeleton yet. Then it ant those five were from the Underworld. I'm now more concerned if they are higher-stage skeletons in this place as well. It will be too troubleso at that point…."
Cyrus's expression was gloomy and cold as he saw those incoming arrows. He didn't dodge this ti since he was no longer protecting Rita.
'Let's see if my lust sword is more powerful or those Qi arrows.' Cyrus sneered inwardly as he slightly twisted his hand and perford the first move of Hymn of Awakening.
But this ti, he was controlling his arm muscles with his energy, unlike before.
'La~'
A lodious musical note suddenly rang in the silent vicinity.
"Oh, this ti it was 89% accurate," Rita said surprisingly since she was more familiar with Cyrus's mastery over this Sword Technique and could see every flaw in it even if she didn't want to.
The incoming arrows suddenly blasted apart with the first move, and all of a sudden, Cyrus's speed of descending from the sky increased, and mysteriously, he drew even closer to those five Undead.
"Idiots, use your skills. He has a mysterious skill and can see our position! Moon cutter!" No.32990232 yelled as he suddenly swung its scythe. A ghastly blue Qi blade materialized like a boorang and headed for Cyrus.
"Death Charge!" No.2457454 thrust his spear, creating a long energy speak.
"Soul Burning Slash!" No.88764009 hacked its broad sword nacingly.
"Ghost Arrow Wave!" Twenty arrows materialized behind No.390486339
"Underworld Jolt!" No.48303943 waved a small tree branch in its hand as an electric charge started to spark.
One by one, they cast their strongest skills without hesitation as they no longer dare to underestimate this 'living flea.' Because they were feeling a strange danger after they heard that strange sound before.
However, Cyrus felt this strange feeling that he shouldn't dodge and just perform the rest of the sword technique. He had never felt it before. It might be because he had perford the first strike with 89%, or might be another reason.
Whatever the reason was, Cyrus wanted to go through with it, and for so reason, even Eve was silent and didn't panic at all, or she would be the first one to yell at him.
So, without hesitation, Cyrus kept his body in control and perfud the second move over the incoming Moon Cutter, and the next mont, it was shattered under his second move.
He got even more, closer to those five and perford another move breaking apart the Ghost Arrow Wave, and then on the fourth move. He cut the death charge spear into two halves like bamboo.
After his fifth move, the Soul Burning Slash turned into broken pieces of fire, while the Underworld Jolt danced around the tip of his sword on the sixth move and changed direction completely.
Cyrus was feeling magical as he could now feel the target locations as if sothing was telling him where he should perform the seventh move.
"Impossible!"
"What kind of skills is this!"
Cyrus heard strange gibberish and sounds of bones rattling together, 'Undead language!'
But he was more focused on performing the seventh strike as the lody of the previous slashes was still vivid in the air.
He didn't even try to stop his fall because he didn't feel any danger at all and was solely focused on grasping that strange feeling.
At this mont, he felt the ti was right, and without hesitation, he perford the seventh move.
"Together, block it!" No.390486339 roared as he felt death approaching all of a sudden.
Not only he but the other fours were also the sa.
At that mont, they seed to hear a strange lody, and for so reason, they felt it was soul-soothing before a black streak flashed past their vision.
They all had one thought, 'Beautiful…' before they lost the ability to think anything since they stopped existing altogether!
Cyrus, who had killed five of them in the seventh strike, seed to be oblivious as his direction suddenly changed, and his feet landed on the ground like feathers before they moved in a peculiar direction instinctively.
Sothing was telling him that he should perform the eighth move in this direction, and the mont was drawing closer and closer.
Just a few ters away from Cyrus was the Army of Undead!
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