Having an opponent suddenly activate her Territory like that caught Aques Lun completely off guard. In the first place, his Territory was unique in that it required certain conditions before it could be deployed. Besides, Fertiniers Territory was several tis larger than his own, so even if he did manage to deploy his own Territory, it would most likely only last a few seconds before being completely dominated. Aques Lun had lost before the battle had even been decided.
All he could do now was try and preserve his life, in hopes that his opponent wasnt out to get his blood. Yet what happened next ca as a complete surprise to him. Not only did she not attack him, she instead launched an attack towards another target.
With a casual wave of her hand, Fertinier fired off a black sphere of lightning towards a tree, rely twenty ters behind Aques Lun. As its mighty trunk ca tumbling down with an ear-splitting creak, a silhouette took the opportunity to zip behind Aques Lun, claws ferociously tearing into the Demon Hunters back.
Aques Lun had already noticed that sothing was going on behind him. Now that his opponent had clearly shown his hostility, he spun around and stabbed at his foe rather than defend. A hit! An unexpected outco to the Demon Hunter, but it had rely pierced the left hand of the new opponent. More importantly, that opponent seed to have no intention of letting that sword slip from his grasp
His foe was a whirlwind of blows. Upon sealing off Aques Luns weapon, he never stopped attacking for even a second. Finally, his razor sharp claws managed to find an opening and tore at Aques Luns heart. This ti, it seed like it could really deal a decisive blow even with Aques Luns abilities, his body was still that of a normal Humans. Should his heart get pierced, he was done for.
The situation was looking dire for him. Aques Lun did not have much choice but to dodge backwards, hopefully outranging his opponents reach. Slim as that possibility might be, all he could do now was leave his fate up to the heavens
Yet just when he thought he was done for, a black shadow suddenly erupted from the ground and deflected that attack!
The claw tore right through the shadowy figure, but it did not even react in the slightest. After all, shadows could not speak.
While shadows ordinarily werent physical objects, this shadow summoned by Fertinier Territory was unique. It had the properties of a physical object, and slowed the claw attack down by a second as it passed through. With this tiny sliver of opportunity, Aques Lun imdiately channelled all his Fighters Aura into his sword, blasting a bloody hole into his opponents other claw. His sword was now free to act once more.
This sudden developnt had caught the figure by surprise. His ambush not only ended up failing, the shadow which he had pierced was now coiling his way up his shoulder, and soon his entire body was bound up!
A Werewolf?! Pulling himself away from his opponent, Aques Lun managed to grab a proper look at his opponent for the first ti. It was a nearly four ter tall, grey-furred Werewolf. An unexpected opponent to et here, but his confusion rely lasted a second before he ca to a rough conclusion. I see even the fearless Werewolves have now fallen so low as to work with their hated enemies, the Vampires.
ROARRRR!! The grey-furred Werewolf howled at Aques Lun as it struggled to break free from the serpentine binding put on him. Unfortunately, his efforts bore no fruit in the end. With no choice left, assuming he wanted to get out any ti soon, he could only pull out what looked to be his ultimate move. His body began to emit an eerie white light that quickly engulfed a fifteen ter radius. Three hulking white spirit wolves appeared out of thin air and rushed at the serpentine binding, clawing and biting furiously.
Territory: Nether Wolves!
Now that he was free from the pesky shadow, he wasted no ti at all in leaping at Aques Lun, fangs glistening in the light!
Naturally, Aques Lun wasnt one to underestimate his opponent. The fact that he had deployed a Territory ant that he was dealing with an Overlord Werewolf. The Werewolves were one of the well-known combat races amongst the denizens of darkness. Their race was blessed with an impressive regenerative ability; as long as the damage wasnt fatal, they could slowly heal back up. That was why Werewolves often attacked with no regard for their lives. As long as their wounds were able to trade for another, it was their firm belief that their regenerative abilities would take care of the rest.
And there was no better proof of this than the fact that the gaping hole in that Werewolfs hand was already starting to close up, even as he was furiously swinging at Aques Lun.
Unlike his opponent, Aques Lun couldnt risk getting hit at all, even with the power of a Devil flowing within him. After all, he was just a normal Human with no superhuman regeneration to save him.
In the anti, Fertinier continued floating in the air, arms folded and every bit a passive spectator.
Aques Lun knew he had to deploy his Territory quickly. However, his Territory had the unique weakness of requiring a whole second of activation. Yet with the Werewolfs ferocious clawing, there was no way he would ever find a second of free ti to focus. Especially not when his movent suddenly felt sluggish -most likely an effect of being in the Werewolfs Territory. Then there was the issue of that Devil still watching from the sidelines. He wasnt in danger for the ti being, but it was only a matter of ti before he was dealt a lethal blow.
The Werewolf continued hamring the Demon Hunter, forcing him to be fully occupied with defending, until, finally, he managed to force the man against a three ter tall boulder. The mont Aques Lun unwittingly ca close to that boulder, a swarm of red bats, numbering at least in the thousands, flew straight at him. Now, with a bunch of Spirit Wolves and a Werewolf attacking him from the front, and a horde of bats from the back, he had nowhere to escape to
Yet just when it looked like he was about to et his maker, a bunch of shadowy silhouettes rose from the ground and began rending the red bats asunder, turning all the red bats into a pile of red liquid in an instant. Fertinier had acted to save him once more! For reasons known only to her, she summoned forth those seven shadows with a curl of her finger and sent them to block the attack.
As more and more red liquid fell on the floor, they began to coalesce towards a spot until a figure started to rise from the grueso-looking pool of red. Finally, in its place stood a handso man, dressed in a typical nobles garb, that was dyed red on the inside and black on the outside
With Fertinier helping to block off the red bats, Aques Lun was able to precisely ti his dodge at the last second. The three Spirit Wolves were unable to react before colliding head-first into the shadowy figures summoned by Fertinier, entangling themselves into one giant ss.
A Vampire Overlord The identity of those bats couldnt be any clearer to Aques Lun now. His eyes narrowed as subconsciously gripped down on his sword.
Youve really tead up He spat out angrily. Let guess those Undead Nicole told about that ans there should be an Undead Overlord sowhere as well.
Haha, you can guess all you want. The Vampire Overlord licked his lips as he sneered. Ahh I cant wait to taste the blood of an Overlord. It must be sweeter than a virgins
Aques Lun was never one for wasting words with his opponents. If there was sothing he desperately wanted to figure out now, it would be the stance of that Devil floating about. She did not seem to be on his side. But if she was an enemy, she had already saved him twice. Truly, a head-scratcher.
However, thinking too deeply into this matter was pointless now. He had to face these two newcors with all his might. As for the Devil floating above, at the very least, she wasnt out to kill him, or he would be dead many tis over by now.
Having co to that decision, he decided to try and deploy his Territory once more. Yet just as he was about to do so, his instincts imdiately scread of danger to him. A veteran of countless battles, he knew to trust his instincts at such crucial tis. He swiftly launched himself out of the way with a quick kick off, tumbling roughly ten ters to the side.
Barely a second later, the area where he last stood was overwheld by dozens of bone hands. Because he had managed to dodge their grasps, they rely dissipated into the air after failing.
The Branch Leader of Azures Demon Hunters Guild, Aques Lun. Publicly, his strength is only announced as Eight-star, but he is actually at the level of an Overlord. His Territory is special, having so connection to Devils. In all likelihood, only the top brass of the Demon Hunters Guild know about this. Am I right so far, Mr. Branch Leader? A skeletal Mage, dressed in black robes and wielding a skeletal staff, walked out from the shadows of a tree nearly two hundred ters away.
Did you really think we went through all this trouble just to capture your student? As the black-robed skeleton spoke, his jaws clacked together to produce an almost chanical voice.
An Overlord Lich Even though the skeletal Mage hadnt deployed his Territory yet, Aques Lun could already tell from his oppressive aura that he was dealing with an Overlord. Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that he would be facing off against three Overlords in this backwater village. Furthermore, the way they acted suggested that they were laying in wait here just to ambush soone like him!
Overlord-tier experts were never easy to kill. Without an absolute advantage in strength, one could only rely on overwhelming numbers to kill off an Overlord. If an Overlord was dead set on escaping, you would need at least two other Overlords to have a chance at killing him.
Clearly, this whole setup was created to ensnare a Human Overlord.
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