Mo Ning.
The mont I agreed to the deathmatch and the other two Overlords agreed to be witnesses, the shadowy Nightmare Steed called out that na.
A mont later, a shapely Purgatory Warhorse trotted out from the pack. Each step she took was neither too wide nor too narrow -just an average step you would expect from a horse. Yet for so strange reason, they seed elegant like a catwalk.
This particular Warhorse had an alluring figure, one more beautiful than any other Warhorse I had seen so far. One that was slender yet bursting with strength. While I wasnt too sure why the word alluring popped into my head when describing her, it just felt fitting.
Most Purgatory Warhorses had black fur with so odd streaks of red here and there. Yet this Mo Ning was fully red. With each step she took, it seed like a blazing ball of fire was approaching .
Greetings, clan heads. As well as the two Overlords from outside the clan. As she said that, she bowed towards the three Overlords from her clan then greeted the Overlord Purgatory Shadowcat and the Overlord Cerberus.
From start to end, she never once turned to look at was I unnecessary here? Still, that voice was definitely a females.
Mo Ning, we just ca to an agreent. This will be your opponent. The shadowy Nightmare Steed turned towards then. Devil, she will be your opponent. Mo Ning.
Shes a Five-star? Normally, one could gauge a Purgatory creatures strength by their body size. This Mo Ning was definitely larger than an average Purgatory Warhorse, but only by a little. Her strength shouldnt be too high. Perhaps a Four-star instead?
I know your real strength is only at the level of a Four-star, so we wont bully you either. Mo Ning here is a Five-star. Having said that, the corporeal Nightmare Steeds mouth cracked open to reveal a toothy grin as if he was mocking . If you can defeat her, well give you the right to freely recruit within our clan.
What do you an you wont bully you already know Im a Four-star yet you still got a Five-star to co fight . You horses are just as shaless as that blasted cat!
Even so, I wasnt all too worried. I still had the Devil King Idol, after all. I just had to step on her.
Fine. Lets begin then.
With that declaration, the curtain on this battle was raised. I turned around to try and enter my Devil King Idol. Yet just as I was about to do so, a black silhouette flashed before my eyes. There stood an upright, oversized cat Overlord blocking my way. Initially, I thought it would be the corporeal Nightmare Steed who would try and hinder . I even prepared a whole speech about how a good horse doesnt get in the way. Thankfully, I stopped myself right in the nick of ti.
My lips twitched. I couldnt help but wonder if that cat would suddenly slap if I were to say what was on my mind right now. Finally, I resigned myself to saying it anyway, Youre in the way
The Overlord cat didnt answer directly. Instead, he asked an unexpected question, And where do you plan on going exactly?
To the Devil King Idol, of course. I pointed at the twenty ter tall golem nearby. I still have a fight to win, after all. Since they are bringing out a Five-star, I have to bring out my trump cards as well.
At that point, the Overlord cat sighed and gave that knowing smile as if he knew this would happen. You cant.
Seeing that, my heart froze. What do you an I cant?
Because that golem you call Devil King Idol is a machine of war. The Hellhounds clan head patiently explained. Deathmatches are sacred fights. You are only permitted to use whatever weapons or armors you possess, but not tools like machines of war. Also, you cant use consumables.
So you an I cant use anything other than normal weaponry and armor?
Thats right. The Hellhounds clan head and the Overlord cat both agreed at the sa ti.
Fishcakesyou two traitors! Arent we supposed to be on the sa side? Those Warhorses over there didnt even make a sound when I walked towards the Devil King Idol, and you two actually I swear!
Now, we had a problem. Without the Devil King Idol, could I even beat a Five-star Purgatory Warhorse? I was confident I could put up a fight, but I wasnt all that confident about winning. Strictly speaking, ever since I evolved into a Fallen Angel, I had only personally taken part in one battle -that fight with the Demonic Fire Sprite and that giant fish.
However, because of that fight, I was able to discover several interesting battle tactics.
Up till now, I had always wanted to fight a suitable opponent that wasnt too weak or too strong. Unfortunately, all the opponents I faced up till now fell into one of those two categories. Thanks to that, I either had no interest or dared not hold any interest in fighting them. This deathmatch could be said to be a test for my new self.
Speaking of which, to think I was actually hindered by the experts I brought over myself such an embarrassnt.
As they said, a deathmatch was sacred. The mont both sides were confird, all the spectators would automatically back away and give them space to fight. The five Overlords were the sa as well, backing all the way back three hundred ters in a circle. Mo Ning then stamped on the ground a couple of tis then puffed out a cloud of black smoke. Even though she was clearly a creature of fire, the look she gave now was ice cold.
Then, like a pair of conjoined twins, the corporeal and incorporeal Nightmare Steeds rose into the air in a spiral and gazed down upon our makeshift battle arena. Let the battle of life and death comnce!
Life and death? Shouldnt it be till one side loses? Hey, did you use the wrong words here?! Whats the point of making us fight to the death in the first place?!
Unlike who was clearly overwheld by his first deathmatch, Mo Ning had already taken up a battle stance. The mont that declaration was made, she galloped towards at full speed!
Her charge was like a bolt of lightning. Before I could even react to her attacking, I already felt the wind being knocked out of my chest as I was sent flying away against my will.
My first thought was pain. A strong urge to spit out blood overwheld , but that soon passed. However, the sight of sprawled on the ground was still rather embarrassing.
Hmmm. My body seed to seize up the mont I received serious damage. Luckily, my regeneration powers are a lot stronger now since I beca a Fallen Angel. It didnt take long at all before I was up on my feet and flying in the air with a beat of my purple wings.
Shadow Demon Guardian!
The mont I escaped from the grounds embrace, I activated my Shadow Demon Guardian. My shadow instantly transford into a shadowy demon that flew off towards Mo Ning. Its arms stretched out into a couple of razor sharp scythes that rcilessly closed in on her.
Purgatory Warhorses did not have the ability to fly. Neither did they have the ability to walk on air like the Nightmare Steeds so staying in the air was the safest bet. As long as I kept harassing her with my Shadow Demon Guardians uniquely relentless style of attacking, my odds of winning were big.
However, just as I thought I had a surefire, albeit shaless, way of winning, she rcilessly crushed my dreams with a simple step into the air. Thats right, she was in the air!
Mo Ning ignored the Shadow Demons attacks entirely with a leap upwards, and in a burst of flas and hooves, blasted herself up towards the heavens!
Coach, I want to report a cheater! That horse over there clearly isnt respecting the rules!
The sight of her taking to the air like that truly frightened for a second. Thankfully, my heart was made of sterner stuff than that. I imdiately recovered from the shock and furiously beat my wings to try and distance myself from her. As I did that, I fired a volley of mana feathers.
Faced with a blanket of magical feathers flying straight for her, who would have ever thought that Mo Ning would display an even greater display of agility than on land. As a landbound creature, she seed to have no respect for the air at all as she continued galloping upwards as if she was on solid ground, all the while dodging the feathers she could and spitting fire at those she couldnt.
Still, while her display was truly impressive, a small percentage of the mana feathers managed to hit her. However, at the sa ti as those feathers struck her, a red shield appeared to block them.
No wonder she was the strongest amongst the younger generation. And no wonder that Nightmare Steed dared to issue a deathmatch despite knowing that I had wings to fly. He already knew that I couldnt do much against Mo Ning.
This wont do at all, I need to retake the initiative. Since you like flying so much, how about I take that away from you then.
I placed both my hands above my chest, left and right palms facing each other as I locked my fingers together except for my thumbs. Mana began gathering in both of them, and as I pulled them apart, a corporeal black string could be seen forming. By the ti my hands were at their furthest apart, a centiter thick whip ford of the darkness had appeared in my left hand. As it wrapped around my wrist, the rest of its black body hung downwards a full twenty ters or more.
The reason why it wasnt covered in Nether Flas was because I didnt want to kill her. In its current strengthened form, this darkness whip should be more than enough.
Swish!
The darkness whipped lashed out at Mo Ning but she swiftly dodged it in another burst of fiery hooves. Yet the darkness whip continued snaking after her relentlessly. Ever since I gained the ability to impart consciousness, my magical attacks had beco more unpredictable. What I did just now was a simple lash, devoid of any thod or technique. However, that whip didnt require any input from at all as it automatically raced after Mo Ning.
Like an animal in a circus, she was made to jump through the fiery hoop that was my lashing whip as she endlessly tried to shake it off. As that happened, I distanced myself from her, all the while peppering her with attacks in a bid to strike her back down onto the ground.
She was not to be deterred however as she furiously galloped after , spitting out a fla breath or two from ti to ti in order to alter my flight. Unfortunately for her, I had wings now. I could easily dodge her attacks from any angle, unlike when I was still back on ground and had limited options.
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