Blacksmith of the Apocalypse

Chapter 846. No Grip

Recovering his spear after stabbing at the verminʼs shield, he suddenly felt a danger approaching. Shifting his head to the right, he a piercing pain in his cheek. Only now did he see the puny invader surrounded by the massive image of a silver aura spear.

”Tsk! He dodged, do something, Jonah!”

Instinctively the King made a step back, only to feel something scraping his shin. Grimly, he could feel the hot blood soaking his garments and running down his leg. The pests proved stronger than expected and had scattered to attack him from all sides. They didnʼt just as attack as a group, he could also feel someone cursing him.

He only scoffed at their cowardice as he dodge the chop of an axe, using the turn, he activated and blew away the pests that were plaguing him, followed by a heal which recovered his cut cheek and shin. The curses were nothing he couldnʼt resist with his body alone.

”Invader, you shall die here and become nourishment for the seal,” he said with his booming voice and attacked with . He knew the tiny shield warrior was protecting the rearguard and decided to get rid of them first, however, his attack was met with a mighty torrent of water from the back and completely blocked.

Suddenly, with the bellow of a bull, he felt a tremendous pain in his calf, one that almost made his leg give out. He could feel an unholy power and the murky presence of a curse invading his body. Following a sudden impulse he dodged to the side, thinking another silvery spear was aiming for his face, but there was nothing there this time.

Shocked, he felt his unharmed leg slipping away. The ground that had been covered in water from the previous attack was completely frozen, denying him any traction. As he was falling, the mighty spear approached him, this time he was unable to dodge.

The was barely able to activate and raise his shield in the path of the attack. Only for another two attacks to aim at his ankle, almost severing his feet. At the same time, he could feel his heart racing, the effects of the poison were spreading.

Opposing the pressure of the spear, he swung his shield in a to get rid of the tiny spear woman. In his fall, he swiped for his own feet to strike at the two that attacked his ankles.

”Keep pressuring him!” he heard the voice of the woman growing faint, as he catapulted her against the opposite wall. He stabbed his spear into the ground to regain his footing, blood gushing from his wounded feet.

” Your struggles are futile.” he spoke using advanced to cure his wounds, curses and the poison. Only the curse and wound on his calf stubbornly resisted his magic, this was a curse with more behind it than just dark magic.

Getting ready to cast another spell and wipe out the annoying rearguard, he felt a cut on the wrist he was holding onto the spear with.

”Where are you looking?” he heard the voice.

His heart skipped a beat when he saw the face of cold beauty that had just cut his wrist and spoken to him. Enraptured, he watched as the slender figure danced and twirled along his arm, surrounded by ribbons of his own blood and cutting apart his armor, cloth, and flesh.

When his heart beat again he realized in shock, that he had been charmed and just watched on as his arm was mangled. When he finally wanted to angrily wipe off the beautiful warrior and turn him into a bloody smear on the ground, the figure had already escaped.

At the same time, he noticed, that his other calf had been cleaved into with the painful curse, making the charm of the swordsman even more terrifying, as he had not even felt the pain while looking at his dance. He wanted to cast a heal, but something hindered him, he was silenced.

”Enough!” he thought, using the spear as a crutch on the ice, he kicked away the little tiger with an axe, who was about to attack his shin again. When he look back at the rear, he suddenly saw another human right before his eyes.

”Hello there! I hope you like carnivorous ooze.”

The next moment his left eye went blind and he felt an excruciating pain, as if someone shoved a burning stick in his eye to cauterize it.

”They sure as hell like eating your eyes~” he heard her say cheekily from the left, already a distance away. By the time he turned his head, he only saw the back of a Minotaur with the human female under his arm.

”!” he cast the moment the magic that hindered him from speaking vanished. While the wound healed, the creature eating his eye stayed. Meaning his vision did not return and the pain did not leave.

He had enough. This was dragging on for too long and cost too much power. He needed to end this quickly and get back to his throne, or else his people would be in grave danger. The king had held back to conserve energy, but decided ending this in one move was the best way now.

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