The fiery creature reflected in Nero’s pupils, shocking him greatly as he knew this was a magic skill.
Just when the fiery creature was about to consume him, a pair of golden wings burst out of his back and covered him. At the same time, a halo appeared around him, radiating a soft, serene light.
There was a mini explosion and when it cleared up, Enoch saw a pair of golden wings shielding Nero.
Nero parted his wings. He flapped them softly and slowly lifted them off the ground.
Enoch took a step back, looking at the man who suddenly developed wings and a strange halo with furrowed brows hidden under his helmet.
“What are you?!”
He gasped. This was the first time he met someone with a talent that countered his supposed invincible talent and not only that but this individual was even more strange.
Boom!
Nero shot toward him, unleashing four slashes that launched golden lights. Enoch evaded the lights.
He swung his sword horizontally when Nero was before him.
Clang!
Swiftly pulling out a dagger, Enoch thrust it toward Nero’s abdomen but the dagger bounced off Nero’s chestplate!
His eyes widened.
Bam!
Nero slammed him away with one of his wings and proceeded to flap them. Dust rose up, blurring Enoch’s sight but to Nero, this was his domain.
Swish!
Enoch grunted when he felt a cut to his abdomen. Grinding his teeth, he swung his sword about but couldn’t get Nero.
In the next moment, he activated his talent and everything seemed like he was the only light in a world of darkness!
In this state, he could see Nero’s silhouette and when the young BloodBlade was close, Enoch tightened his grip around his large sword.
He growled.
“Hold him!”
The minute he said that, a force held Nero and he could only watch the sword head for the opening in his helmet.
There was a slight movement in the air and his Dreath Sight revealed a figure floating above them. Because the individual was still all this while, his Dreath Sight couldn’t uncover the invisibility spell.
‘A Mage!’
Nero’s heart shook and he could only watch the sword get closer but when it was about to pierce through his eyes, his halo contracted and formed a screen around him.
Enoch’s sword struck the screen but couldn’t even dent it.
His pupils shook and he swiftly retreated as the wind mage hurtled down wind blades to stop Nero from chasing after Enoch.
Swoosh!
The mage flew toward Asher when he saw that Enoch would not be able to pass Nero anytime soon.
He swung his staff and several wind blades manifested midair. All of them were heading for Asher, who stood frozen like a statue.
Suddenly, a fairy appeared above the wall. She flew so fast that it seemed like she teleported. Her white gown fluttered as she hovered above Asher.
Gently lifting her right hand, a barrier appeared and blocked the wind blades. Seeing her, the mage’s eyes slowly grew wider.
He couldn’t comprehend how a woman could look this attractive. His walls of defense fell faster than anything and he lowered his staff, instantly forgetting he wanted to kill Asher.
All of a sudden, a white light flashed and Sapphira was behind him, flicking off blood from her sword.
“You don’t attack My Lord.”
Her eyes were cold.
Just like that, a diamond-ranked mage sent to open portals for Enoch fell to his death and his expression remained entranced by the gorgeous creature he saw!
When Enoch saw this, he looked at Sapphira but unlike the others who lost control of their senses, she remained normal.
‘A saint!’
Filled with horror, he left Nero and blurred into the distance. After running for a long time, a white ghost swooshed past him.
Her dragonfly has wings fluttered. This time around, Enoch looked right at her without his talent and his will to escape fell.
An uncontrollable urge to claim her came from the depths of his soul, so strong that even when he knew that he had to escape, that urge proved to be stronger.
Unfortunately, Sapphira activated her battle skill and cut down the fearsome knight before he could raise his sword.
Picking up his helmet, she flew away.
By the time she returned, everyone had regained control over their senses.
Asher leaned against the wall, staring at her. Just seeing him looking at her, Sapphira felt a bit uncomfortable.
His gaze was pure and calm, like a serene lake.
“I killed him.”
Sapphira dropped the helmet on the ground beside Asher. He picked up the helmet and sighed.
“You know, my predecessor, Lord Atticus, once said he disliked talents. My view was different from his but after what happened, I think he’s right.”
Sapphira landed beside him.
“Talents are what make our world more unpredictable. A silver rank can kill a gold rank if he has a powerful talent.”
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“That’s not rare but this… this man is able to slay hundreds.”
Sapphira took a step closer and placed her palm on Asher’s shoulder. He turned to face her with furrowed brows.
“His talent has its weaknesses as every other talent. It can’t affect those higher than him in rank.”
Asher sighed. “Still, I have to be prepared to face worse.”
While he was speaking, a soothing sensation spread out from Sapphira’s palm to the rest of his body, even to his brain.
A sudden sense of calmness enveloped him.
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Asher blinked several times.
‘…Do it.’
Boom!
A blinding golden light mixed with green burst out of Sapphira, causing him to retreat.
The light lasted for quite a while but eventually calmed down.
With the light gone, the new Sapphira was before Asher’s eyes.
She wore a white gown made of high-quality silk, a material that no one in his domain had. The edges and hem of the gown that hugged her womanly body were golden and it also had a hood that hid half of her face.
From the forehead to her nose. Only her lips and chin were visible. After the gold lining was a light red on.
The bottom of the gown had slits that stopped at her knee level. A gentle move of the wind and her white legs, shin, and feet would show.
Coupled with all these was a golden brown eagle, adorned with gold on her shoulder.