HPDBC Chapter 362 The Changing Battle
Chapter 362 The Changing Battle
The knights and warriors of Silvara rushed forward into combat with the deformed and monstrous Romantican army. Mu Xue lunged forward. Her body, coated in ice, danced through the battlefield while cutting down her foes. She did not use a weapon, but her arm transformed into the same shape as her blade.
Several Romantican soldiers tried to rush at her back but found that thick blocks of ice formed, blocking their strikes before their bodies iced over. Mu Xue jumped into the air, somersaulting in the process before slamming her body on the ground.
This shattered all the frozen soldiers, causing the enemy to become wary of her.
"Come! Fight harder. We can still win." She called out while on the eastern front. Amalia and Ignis took command.
Ignis, with her beautiful wings, flew forward, holding a sharp lance. Her attack killed any Romantican soldiers in her path. The battle of infantrymen seemed to be in the advantage of Silvara while Amalia held her sword, slicing any enemy that entered her range with pure skill.
Yet, Silvara found themselves at a disadvantage against the Romantican army that was not being affected by their magics and stood behind Alistair and the white snake.
"If those two rejoin the battle, our forces will be destroyed in seconds."
"Tsk... how are Lorem and the others?" Mu Xue Complained when she noticed Xavida dancing through the battle. She used two daggers created from her dragon form's claws tearing apart a huge abomination that slaughtered several knights.
Lorem's pale face remained beautiful as she lay on a white bed, trying to recover faster, watching the battle unfold. Beside her, Helliana looked worse, with a sharp rock pulled from her abdomen. Her dark magic was keeping her wounds closed and employing a method to heal her body.
"I can't move, Lorem, this battle, we might..." Helliana spoke while holding her wound and looking at the battlefield.
"Ignis will manage. Amalia is a great warrior. But we're no match for Alistair... or that damn snake to think she came with one of her strongest bodies.." Lorem complained while Valerie and Verana sat drinking from a chilled flask filled with a dark red substance.
"Are you drinking Asura's blood?" Helliana asked.
"Of course, his blood is the only one I will drink!" Verana blushed as she retorted to the question while Valerie giggled and stroked her daughter's now black hair. Their battle ended after damaging Abaddon's host body so severely.
"When is that magic bastard returning with the others?" Valerie complained. "We can't wait much longer."
"The enemy is powerful, and we have no idea when Maria will arrive. The moment the enemy receives support, it will be bad news for us," Lorem added, gritting her teeth.
Meanwhile, on the battlefield, men died, and monsters fell, but Mu Xue's body gradually filled with wounds. Her ice armour cracked, and her face dripped with azure blood. Yet the enemy also bled, and their ranks began to fall.
"I hope he gets here quickly..."
"Sister Mu Xue! Worry about the battle! Alistair is approaching!" Amalia called out while facing off against several knights.
Mu Xue felt her body tremble.
The force of someone with his power caused her to feel an immense weight upon her body, dropping her speed and making her movements slower.
She tried to cut down a monster, but her arm trembled and allowed the enemy to duck down, dodging the blow before smashing into her chest with a massive hand that caused her armour to break.
"Ha...ha...." Mu Xue felt her entire body filled with dread and a burning pain in her heart.
However, before she could recover, Alistair appeared above her, his blade slicing the air as she floated. Out of desperation, she forced her left arm forward, the ice blade colliding with his red sword.
Clang!
Their attacks pushed back and forth. Alistair's immense strength made her bones creak, but she continued fighting him.
Dang!
Clang!
"Come on... are all the women chosen by the Divine son useless ornaments?" Alistair mocked, his blade shattering her left arm before kicking her into the distance, the force breaking most of her ribs while she coughed up blood.
He pointed to Vela, the one who fought in the centre of the western flank. She protected her soldiers and fought against the abominations created by the cult without a single complaint.
"Do I look like a Divine son? Are you blind?" Asura snorted, appearing in front of Alistair.
"Hi..."
Thud!
Alistair's sword met Asura's naked fist.
Deng!
The blade didn't wound him or even mark his flesh, instead shattering into hundreds of pieces.
"H...how?" Alistair's eyes opened wide.
"I will say this once more. I am Asura Phoenix. The prince of Silvara. Earl of the Phoenix Glade. Husband of Vela Silvara and future husband of all the most beautiful women in this battle."
Asura's expression darkened as a massive sword of pure darkness formed in his hand. It was his father's gift, this blade almost feeling like a part of him now, while his left hand grasped the black spear, dual-wielding his two weapons.
His strike wasn't fast for him, but for Alistair, he couldn't even see the movement.
Crash!
A massive shockwave followed.
Several warriors had their vision blocked, with only Xavida and Vela remaining unaffected as their auras covered them.
"Tsk... let's leave!" Alistair's body slid back through the dirt, his left arm torn off, now cut to pieces near Asura.
"Oh.... no, you don't get to escape." Asura's voice sounded gritty, his face scrunched up with narrow eyes before he vanished once again.
"Escape?"
Asura's voice appeared, his figure appearing in front of him in an instant before his right hand lifted, pointing at Alistair with his index finger before a black bullet shot forward.
—Void Bullet
Bang!
The blast ruptured the air, blasting through Alistair's head while the next three strikes hit his neck, chest, and abdomen before a final one blasted his groin.
"Let's make this clear. Run, and you die. Stay, and you die." Asura's low voice caused everyone to grow scared.
Some might have become aroused because they suddenly saw Alistair's body start to bubble and deform before he regenerated with a more monstrous form than before.
"YOU BASTARD!" Alistair howled.
"Haha... calling me names will not change the fact that you hurt many of my women, nor will it allow you to run away." Asura's voice echoed everywhere.
"Why are you trying to escape?" Asura questioned.
"Aren't you proud of your body? Isn't this what you wanted to become? You are a true chosen now... an abomination that nobody will want anymore... Haha..."
Alistair's ugly face twisted into a furious frown from Ausra's mockery.