NABC Chapter 872 You Don't Know
Chapter 872 You Don't Know
Chapter 872 You Don't Know
The shield shattered, but it gave Lauren enough time to react. She oriented herself in the air, sending a kick flying at Sylas' head.
The timing was perfect.
Blades of fire were coming from all sides and the only path to escape was a leg wreathed in pink lightning, falling in an axe kick right toward his skull.
Sylas was cornered.
But he moved like he wasn't.
[Glassvolt Shift].
At some unknown time, the entire battlefield was surrounded by fluttering snow.
Arcane Storm.
Lauren's kick passed through nothing but air. Sparks of electricity danced, bouncing around the blades of fire and suddenly appearing before Jack.
A bolt of lightning collided against the ground, charring it through. Jack didn't even have the time to jump back before a fist slammed against his torso.
His inner armor trembled and then cracked. His bones gave way and his body shut down, his eyes bulging as spittle and blood flew from his mouth.
He keeled over right into a knee through the nose. His face flattened and his head rattled. In the end, he could hardly even keep control of the staff in his hands, it falling to his fingertips and nearly out of his hands entirely.
The exchange was so quick that it was only after Sylas slammed a foot down on the staff, burying it into the soil, that Manay finally reacted.
Being close by, Manay didn't send out another long-range attack. His sword became coated in vicious flames, lengthening just the slightest bit almost as though he too had gained a Class from the Giants.
His arms arched over his head and he swung down in a strike that contained not the slightest hole. It was like he had trained this swing millions of times, its very essence ingrained into the fibers of his muscles.
Unfortunately for him, that was precisely the sort of training martial art that Sylas was the best at dealing with now.
Sylas swapped from his Glassvolt Comprehension to his Mixed Martial Arts Comprehension seamlessly. His Dexterity reached a new level and he flexed out of the way of the strike with ease.
In one moment, he was comboing another attack at Jack, and in the next, he was flipping away.
He slammed a foot into the ground, his visualization picking up on Lauren recovering to his back. @@@@
Using the strength of his quad, he flipped into the air, arching out of the way of a whip and sword at the same time.
Unfortunately, Sylas' tail pulsed.
Beads of silvery blue lightning overwhelmed the peels of pink. Like a poison spreading with a violent momentum, it crawled up Lauren's whip until it lashed out against her chest.
Lauren coughed up a mouthful of blood, her body convulsing as she felt her Will being corrupted. From the very start, her pink lightning was a unique quirk of her Will, and Sylas' own Will... happened to have a Poison Character.
Her telekinesis faltered and the strength of her whips plummeted considerably. Sylas' forearm pulled to one side, his tail pulling to the other.
Lauren had yet to realize her plight and didn't let go of her whips quickly enough. In that moment, her double heel kick spun in the air and she found herself looking at the ground while her feet flailed to the skies.
Sylas tugged again and a pair of red-gold wings appeared on his back.
In that instant, Lauren knew that it was over.
CHI. CHI. CHI.
BANG!
Lauren lost complete control of her body, her whip spinning around her until her heels were tied firmly to her back and she fell to the ground like a wrapped dumpling.
A choke came from her throat as Sylas stood above her, his foot pressed into her back as he pulled on the whips tightly wound around her neck.
Lauren's face went red, and she could feel her spine and windpipe collapsing beneath Sylas' strength.
However, just as she was about to experience the feeling of her head being ripped from her shoulders under the power of her own weapons, there was a flare of fire.
A burning pain ripped across Lauren's body, burning even into the delicate skin of her throat. In that moment, everything of value on her body was incinerated to ash and she ended up nearly in the same situation as Manay.
Sylas huffed out a breath, standing on Lauren's back with a foot, the intent in his eyes still blazing.
He reached down, pulling her up by her throat.
"Cassarae's necklace. Where is it?" he asked coldly.
Lauren coughed, a half-dead, burnt mess.
"You... don't know... what you're... doing..."
Sylas' hold on her neck tightened.
"Nosphaleen."