It truly was pitiful, a Sovereign orc begging for his life. In the High Heaven realm, the weak races will get wiped out or enslaved by the strong ones. He didnât feel much pity for the orc and was about to attack.
Gehald had no choice but to kill the orc, either that or both of them run the risk of being turned to ashes. Even if that rule didnât exist he was still going to kill the orc because right now he needed the points. The more points he gets the better.
When the orc saw that he wasnât moved he burst forth with a psychic attack. Gehald was caught unaware when a terrifying pain hit his mind, he staggered and almost fell, meanwhile the orc had followed the mind attack with a wave of ice elemental attack full of sharp icicles meant to impale Gehald.
Gehald had recovered slightly so he was able to repel the attack with flames of his own, after which he moved back to get some distance between them. The two elemental attacks hit each other and canceled each other out like two opposing waves of water.
The icicles could bore 10 meters into the tough ground of the ancient battlefield while the flames could melt any weapon below origin level on contact, they were both simple yet terrifying. The simple wave of their hands as Sovereigns is enough to rile up the world to do their bidding.
The spirit attack surprised Gehald because soul attacks are rare. Creatures that attack the mind usually attack by finding vulnerabilities to the mind through the senses, like illusions or sound attacks.
It is rare for extraordinaries to use their divine sense for effective attacks against someone of similar strength. If the attack was much stronger or his soul was way weaker or he didnât have his recovery he would have died by now, so he was on guard.
âWhat are you? Orcs donât have soul-attacking abilities.â Gehald asked
The orc didnât answer, he just smirked and shook his head in regret. Gehald realized something and immediately pressed the attack.
He formed giant blazing hot fireballs in the air that he hurled at his opponent. But he was always missing, the fireballs just pass through the figure of the orc. So he switched from single attacks to an area of attacks, but the waves of flames he made passed through the target again.
Then he decided to blanket the area with flames only then could he hear a sound of pain a little way to his left. The orc he had been seeing faded away to reveal a strange bird creature with dirty feathers and a proboscis for a mouth.
It was about a meter tall but was hovering in the air, and it had a greyish color but Gehald couldnât tell what it was because he felt his mind grow fuzzy from staring at it.
He stopped looking and aimed a fireball at the bird while another spirit attack hit him again. He didnât grimace this time because he had been on guard. He was eventually able to defeat the strange creature, it conceded.
Gehald was teleported away with his mental injuries healed and his energy recovered. He shook himself when he remembered that attack. If he had let himself underestimate and pity that strange creature he would have died.
It seems the creature had been playing him since the time he noticed it with his divine sense. The creature had been able to deceive his senses and made it look weak.
It had begged Gehald while preparing that initial attack. Gehald had realized that it probably couldnât use the attack frequently because it hadnât followed with another psychic attack after the first one, if it had, he would be gone by now.
Even when Gehald had spoken to it, it didnât do anything, thatâs when Gehald knew something was wrong. At first, he thought the creature must have been weakened after that first attack so he decided to take advantage of it, but then his attacks kept missing.
Thatâs when he realized he was either seeing an illusion or the orc truly had another ability to turn intangible. If it had intangibility it shouldnât have bothered begging because an ability like that can secure its life. It shouldnât have been in hiding, or if it were it could have hidden directly within a tree instead of on top of the tree.
He conjectured that if it had intangibility it should have limits. He decided to cover his bases and risk using a large amount of energy to determine if he had any chance of winning. He produced so many flames to carpet the arena, he was ready to wait a while before he saw any effect but he was rewarded early.
The strange beast possessed terrifying psychic and illusion abilities, it was a born hunter. If it had faced a fake sovereign or a true Sovereign with a weaker soul it would have killed the sovereign easily. Its only weakness is its weak body.
He had wanted to kill the creature but it got away. If the creature had a powerful body to boot then that fight would have cost him more.
He was walking slowly to relax a little but he saw a person garbed in lightning. This individual is covered from head to toe in purplish black lightning that sparked and sizzled dangerously.
âThis canât be good, things just keeps getting worse,â he muttered before he was teleported away.
He was teleported soon after, with all his hair standing straight. Just a few moments later he reappeared in another part of the small world.
âThank mother High Heaven that I had the good mind to quit early.â he sighed with relief.
This is his first defeat. He couldnât be petty about it even if he wanted to, he would have died otherwise. He had initially thought it was a lightning elemental because all he saw from afar was a streak of lightning.
He was already planning to concede but not before he fought a little to determine if he had no chance of winning. Lightning elementals are probably the fastest creatures after void elementals and light elementals, they also deal terrifying damage even more than fire-based concepts.
So he had little chance of winning in the first place. That was until he realized it wasnât an elemental but a female lightning grand god. He couldnât have escaped out of there fast enough.
