Chapter 614: 579, The Terrifying Zimrman of the Human World Chapter 614: 579, The Terrifying Zimrman of the Human World Charles maneuvered a Magic Mirror, hoping to ward off a lethal blow for Kresto, but Zimrman had already found a way to counter it.
His strike shook the omnipresent energy between heaven and earth, shattering the “fragile” Magic Mirror.
Charles secretly admired the brilliance of the technique, for like a real mirror, a Magic Mirror shared a common flaw—it was fragile.
However, this fragility did not lie in the Magic Mirror itself, as it was embedded in the void and did not have to endure any substance.
The fragility of the Magic Mirror lay in its connection to this world, which was very delicate.
Once disrupted, the Magic Mirror would vanish.
Charles believed even foes he had fought dozens of tis might not have seen through this, yet Zimrman had effortlessly found this weakness.
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That strike was deliberate, a targeted move.
Its energy dissipated, unable to inflict material damage on those of higher Sacred levels, yet it could destroy the existence of the Magic Mirror.
At the sa ti, Charles also thought of a way to deal with Zimrman’s attack.
However, Zimrman lured Charles and Romios to rescue Kresto, when his real target was his forr fiancée, nilman!
With a Frigid Unparalleled Great Cross Radiance Slash, he sent nilman flying out of the battlefield.
Watching nilman vanish into thin air, Charles knew that the “Dawn of Destiny” had intervened once again, yet he was both shocked and alard—he hadn’t expected Zimrman to be so fierce!
Surrounded by five of the Sacred level, Zimrman was still at ease, even having seriously injured both Princess May and nilman.
Without the Dawn of Destiny, these two ladies might have already fallen.
Charles couldn’t help but sneer, “Zimrman…”
But after only voicing Zimrman’s na, he found he had nothing further to mock, the usually sharp-tongued Charles klen finally at a loss for words.
He ordered, “Romios, Kresto!
Retreat, I’ll cover our withdrawal.”
Though the Serpent of Destiny had bestowed ten Dawns of Destiny, this treasure was too precious to be squandered on a aningless battle.
Having Romios and Kresto retreat first, Charles instantly won Romios’s favor.
He gave Charles a slight bow and then turned to flee swiftly.
Kresto, who had been under Charles’s command for a long ti, knew his lord’s temperant well.
He valued the lives of his subordinates too greatly.
Although this could seem indecisive, it made it easy for his subordinates to take a liking to him.
He retreated as well.
For Kresto, formalities were unnecessary; his loyalty was not bound by such gestures.
Charles had no way of defeating Zimrman, but he could hold him off.
His Quickness Technique was amplified to ×27, and with the boost from the Red-Blue Rattlesnake, his speed was unmatched in the world.
Moreover, now blessed with “Omniscience,” Charles could observe and learn the essence of any combat trick Zimrman employed, stripping away the secrecy of his seemingly miraculous thods.
Zimrman also found Charles a slippery opponent to handle.
Charles intended to cover the withdrawal of his two subordinates, but Zimrman was not keen on letting them escape.
After all, Romios was level twenty-four, and Kresto was level twenty-three; they both had the potential to threaten him.
Zimrman was aware that Charles had more than just a few Sacred levels under his command—if dozens were to swarm at him next ti, he might be truly overturned.
Although he did not know what Special Ability allowed an opponent, who seed certain to be killed, to quietly disappear, he was sure such an ability could not be used at will.
Otherwise, if they pressed forward in succession, he was bound to die in battle.
Inflicting serious damage once could reduce the threat in the future.
Zimrman used a variety of deceitful techniques multiple tis; even Charles was nearly fooled and ultimately, on Zimrman’s seventh feint, Charles was tricked for half a move and knocked to the ground.
Zimrman did not pursue Charles but instead flew at full speed, chasing after Romios and Kresto.
Before long, Zimrman caught sight of their silhouettes.
A Great Cross Radiance Slash was unleashed when suddenly his body shook slightly with magical power.
A very gentle-looking man, holding a Knight’s Spear, thrust forward fiercely, piercing through Zimrman’s body.
From a distance, Charles saw that Ysamiel, wielding the Blood Spirit Rhinoceros transford into a spear, finally wounded Zimrman and couldn’t help but breathe a slight sigh of relief.
He had been preparing all along, waiting for the critical mont to have Ysamiel fight.
So, while engaging Zimrman, he had taken great pains to attach a Magic Mirror to him.
Seizing the mont when Zimrman was fully committed to his Great Cross Radiance Slash, Ysamiel struck with a surprise attack, and indeed it was successful.
But Charles quickly realized he had relaxed too soon!
Zimrman grabbed the shaft of the spear and, with one kick, shattered the Magic Mirror.
His strike even carried scorching luminous damage, heavily injuring the undead Ysamiel.
The Evil God’s body was set ablaze with the power of luminary ashes, turning into a fierce torch.
Charles could no longer worry about Ysamiel; he hastened at full speed but watched as Zimrman pulled the Knight’s Spear from his body and hurled it with all his might.
Facing the incoming spear, Charles dared not catch it or block, hastily stepping aside to dodge, only to see Zimrman ignore him and turn to continue his pursuit of Romios and Kresto.
Charles couldn’t afford to lose this weapon, so he turned to chase, but from afar, he saw a mirror appear out of nowhere.
An arm reached out from it, catching the Knight’s Spear.
Wood Brandon, with a smile, stepped out and said, “We et again, Duke cklen.”
The last ti Charles had scared off Wood Brandon, with the help of the Holy Light Divine State Title and the Emilia Vessel, this forr Imperial Chancellor was indeed a terrifying adversary.
With a long howl, Charles accelerated sharply.
While Wood Brandon was tempted to keep the transford weapon, as soon as he grasped the Knight’s Spear, he felt sothing was wrong, as if he were holding an enraged Evil God.
Bursts of the Power of the Evil God emanated from the spear, and as he was about to banish this odd Knight’s Spear, Charles closed in.
Wood Brandon, convinced he could’ve banished the strange spear given ti, could only smile helplessly and let go of the grip on the Blood Spirit Rhinoceros.
The Knight’s Spear, freed from his clutches, darted away like a nimble swordfish, flying back to Charles.
Charles grabbed the Knight’s Spear without a mont’s hesitation and fiercely attacked Wood Brandon.
Wood Brandon glanced at the distance, smiled faintly, and said, “It’s not ti to go to war yet,” then vanished into the Mirror World.
Without any delay, Charles forcefully pursued Zimrman, but by the ti he caught up, he saw that Kresto had been gravely injured.
His loyal subordinate also dissipated into streaks of light and vanished.
Charles took a deep breath, once again confronting the terror that was Zimrman.
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