The Executed Sage Reincarnates as a Lich and Begins a War of Aggression Chapter 148: The Sage Watches Over the Battle of the Loyal V

Take this!

Grom turned around as he swung his miasma axe.

The jet-black blade collided with the demigods fist.

A high-pitched tallic sound echoed.

In contrast to the intact fist, the axe had twisted at the mont of contact.

It was an attack that used space magic.

By applying space distortion, it would destroy whatever ca into contact with it.

That was probably what he had used to erase evidence from the underground magic workshop.

It was virtually impossible to defend against.

The best thod to counteract it would be through the use of space magic of a similar degree, but it wasnt a very realistic option.

It seed the most reasonable choice was to avoid it.

The fist that had twisted the axe was now thrust towards Grom as if trying to penetrate him.

Grom, who had let go of his axe, retreated while leaning back.

GUOOOO.

Grom used his sword and his spear at the sa ti.

The demigod disappeared from the trajectory.

Of course, it didnt an that he had managed to cut him down.

He had just transferred away before the attack landed.

The demigod was now on top of Groms head.

He spun in the air and unleashed a heel drop.

Grom crossed his weapons and blocked it.

As Grom saw his weapons break down, he breathed in.

Then he unleashed a fla of miasma from his mouth.

The black fla unfolded in the shape of a fan, trying to envelop the demigod with its montum.

Grom jumped upward without a pause.

His leg was cut off though; left behind on the ground.

It was the handiwork of the demigod behind him.

He had cut off Groms leg with his chop.

He had probably applied space magic to his hand.

He must have torn the space and ford a blade with it, cutting through Groms leg.

It was natural for physical defense to not be effective against it.

In addition to that, the demigod hadnt been injured yet.

It seed he had evaded the fla of miasma by transferring.

Grom, who had launched himself to the sky, threw his miasma weapons down.

All of them struck the ground one after another, producing a large-scale explosion.

The demigod ran straight up in the midst of the explosion.

It seed he was kicking up the air as he ran above.

He managed to slip through both the miasma weapons and their subsequent explosions.

The demigod approached Grom while pulling his arms back.

It seed to be a preliminary action for piercing.

Grom saw that and took a defensive stance.

Imdiately afterward, a piercing hand penetrated Groms back.

Grom leaned forward and growled in a low voice.

Gu, Guguuuuhhh

The demigod was in front of Grom.

He wasnt in a position to attack from behind.

However, the piercing arm of the demigod was missing from below the elbow.

The missing part had appeared behind Grom and penetrated his body from the back.

It was a bizarre sight, but it wasnt an illusion.

It had definitely happened as a reality.

Did he tinker with the connection through space?

I guessed that from the flow of magic power.

It was a more advanced technique compared to the transfer.

For the demigod, distance didnt matter.

I would have to consider that he could attack imdiately from anywhere.

If I were to challenge him without knowing that, I would have been fooled by it.

It was a big discovery to learn that he was capable of doing this before the battle.

Groms devoted effort had already paid off.

Ga, Hah?!

As I watched the battle, a hole was made in Groms body.

The demigod withdrew his hand.

Regardless of how robust the protection magic deployed was, it had still been penetrated, as expected.

The mont he touched, it would an fatal damage.

Grom twisted his body and tried to grab the hand that was going away from his torso.

However, the demigod pulled his hand away and it disappeared.

When I looked, his arm had returned to its original location.

It seed the connection between the spaces had been broken.

Petty tricks!

The angry Grom conjured his eight types of weapons once again.

As he swung them wildly in all directions, he rushed towards the demigod at the speed of a gale.

However, Grom suddenly stopped in front of the demigod.

No, strictly speaking he didnt stop.

He advanced properly, albeit only slightly.

His speed had dropped significantly.

The demigod rely looked at Grom while holding out his hand.

Even as Grom swung his weapons, they couldnt reach him.

Thats did he stretch the space?

There had been no apparent change in appearance.

It seed the demigod had stretched the distance between the two to be trendously long.

Originally, it was a distance that Groms weapons should have reached by now, but the demigod had forcefully stretched it.

Isnt it enough? As expected, its useless.

The demigod muttered as he waved his hand.

The space distorted, splitting Groms torso horizontally.

Furthermore, it kept cutting the pieces, down to fine dust.

As there were practically no remains of Grom remaining, the demigod descended.

Its an overwhelming ability. He isnt known as a demigod for nothing.

In terms of pure strength, Grom was better than the demigod.

This was rely due to the disparity in ability.

His space magic was too unreasonable.

To be capable of unleashing such spells in succession was clearly impossible within human limits.

Nevertheless, the demigod had barely exhausted himself.

He showed off a perfect battle both offensively and defensively.

As expected, I have to beat him myself.

The mont I decided so, I felt sothing off.

My consciousness and gaze were directed to Grom's remains.

From the falling remains, miasma ford a thread from his fingertips and extended.

It was a hundred tis thinner than a spiders silk.

People wouldnt have been able to notice it normally.

I had only managed to notice it by chance.

I had found it due to my familiarity with miasma.

Anyway, the thread was so thin to the point that it could hardly be detected.

Groms finger bent.

A thread of miasma stretched straight accordingly.

I followed its destination with my eyes.

The end of the thread was attached to the arm of the demigod.

It was wrapped around it manyfolds.

Of course, the demigod hadnt noticed it.

Eventually, the thread tightened according to the pulling force.

Finally noticing it, the demigod looked down wide-eyed.

However, it was already too late.

The next mont, one of his arms was severed and it flew in the air.

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