NABC Chapter 705: Chapter 705 - Shut up and turn to ash!
Chapter 705: Chapter 705 - Shut up and turn to ash!
Chapter 705: Chapter 705 - Shut up and turn to ash!
Skywarden and Optimus, the two frontline warriors of Vensalor Guild, charged forward in unison, their sights set on their target-Duke Alloces.
"Ho ho ho ho!" Duke Alloces chuckled, spinning his twin swords with ease. "Interesting! It seems you're still curious just how powerful my attacks can be."
Before Alloces could finish his taunt, Optimus surged forward, slamming a powerful strike toward the duke's face. The impact forced Duke Alloces to retreat, but Skywarden was already behind him. With perfect timing, Skywarden bashed him with his shield, sending Alloces flying once more.
This time, as the duke struggled to regain his footing, Goldrich and Starfall closed in, relentlessly unleashing magic damage upon him from a distance.
Optimus darted forward with incredible speed, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks that clashed against the demon's swords in rapid succession.@@@@
"Let's see who's faster, huh?" he said with a confident grin.
Goldrich smirked from the sidelines, raising his hands as magic energy began to gather. "Let's also see if he has enough defense for my magic!" he added with a sly chuckle. "Khi khi khi."
The difference in this encounter was clear: Skywarden repeatedly taunted Duke Alloces, preventing him from targeting Goldrich and Starfall. Meanwhile, Optimus maintained his relentless assault, forcing the duke to stay on the defensive. Though Alloces demonstrated his immunity to several physical attacks, the sustained barrage of magic damage kept piling up. As Duke Alloces was sent hurtling backward again, a sudden flurry of movement surrounded him. Five swords materialized in midair and shot toward him, stabbing repeatedly from all angles.
Floating nearby, SexyGrill hovered with a mischievous grin. "Hi! I'm here!"
Optimus didn't waste the opening. With another burst of speed, he launched another powerful strike at Duke Alloces, driving the assault forward.
On another front, an armored hawk streaked through the air, relentlessly pursuing Marquis Orias and attacking him with brutal precision.
"You've tried this countless times before! The result will never change!" Orias roared, dodging sharply and diving toward the ground as Kingsley pressed him with ferocity.
But then, suddenly...
A dome formed, trapping the demon within its bounds. His flight was abruptly cut short, and he crashed to the ground with a heavy thud.
Inside the domain stood Kingsley, SpeedGang, and Charmelyn, each ready to launch their attacks.
"Hah!" SpeedGang declared with a confident smirk. "Nobody flies in my domain."
"Why didn't you include more allies here, SpeedGang?" Kingsley asked.
"Shut up! Don't question what I do," SpeedGang snapped.
"Absolutely. I've been trying to ignore their individual powers and focus purely on the battle actions... Because, this is going to be something monumental."
"They were fighting against each other not long ago, and now they're united against a
common enemy."
"That's what makes it so fascinating! I'm sure all eyes will be on this fight."
The screen zoomed out, revealing the four figures encircling Duke Focalor from all directions.
Broken stood ready, his spear spinning briefly in his grip before he shifted into an attack
stance.
On the other side Frostedge, poised for battle. His sword emanated an icy aura, the air around it shimmering in hues of white and blue.
Opposite him was a young boy clad in a black and green cloak. Beside him floated a grimoire, its pages flipping rapidly as if imbued with a life of their own.
Finally, on the last side, stood a tall man with long blond hair and pointed ears. He wore robes of white accented with golden light armor, and in his hands, he gripped a bow with precision.
His gaze was sharp and calculating, exuding a quiet authority.
This was Zeno, the leader of the forest elves and the uncle of Princess Alora.
"What an amusing display of courage," Focalor said. "From your levels alone, you should already know I am far more powerful than any of you." He sneered. "There is no way-no fucking way—you'll win. But it doesn't matter. As a humble Named Demon, I'll grant you all some entertainment before I utterly destroy this kingdom!"
Even before Focalor finished his taunt, Broken had already surged forward, activating his
dash skill. From another angle, Frostedge charged as well, gliding swiftly over the ground on
a layer of frost beneath his feet.
Zeno began drawing energy into his bow for a powerful shot, while Galactron raised his
hands. Magic circles materialized in the air and on the ground, flooding the battlefield with
arcane energy.
"Shut up and turn to ash!" Galactron roared.