Striking

The black-haired acolyte had a silver chain coiled around his waist, and from time to time there were blue lightning sparks igniting between his hands, making a crackling noise.

"Jayden... I mentioned it before, one day you would land in my hands." -The black-haired acolyte laughed wildly.

With the wave of his hand, a blue streak of lightning landed directly on Jayden's armor of vines.

Jayden was sent flying, as if a train had knocked into him, and crashed onto the ground forming a large hole.

"And? Where is your arrogance from back then when you stole my lightning spell manual?" -The black-haired acolyte taunted, before casting another spell at Jayden. It opened a gap in Jayden's formation.

The green vines had a huge opening now, revealing Jayden's body. A large patch of his skin was burned, and Leylin could faintly catch a whiff of barbeque smell.

He was reminded of his past life. More specifically, the time he got into cannibalism. Leylin sighed with a nostalgic smile as he pictured the horrified expression of his victim who had been force-fed her own leg.

"Don't think a broken magic artifact can save you!" -It seemed like the hatred the black-haired acolyte felt toward Jayden was not small, as his glee in seeking revenge was shown on his face.

Aralis had already scanned both fighters at Leylin's request, and he merely scoffed when he visualized their data. Jayden was close to dying, and his soon-to-be killer, even though relatively powerful, was a pathetic worm compared to Leylin.

No matter how much the opponent ridiculed him, Jayden did not speak a single word. He only used an icy gaze to stare at his enemy.

'Jayden is a level 3 acolyte and has various magic artifacts in his possession, and yet he lies there looking like a bitch instead of fighting to his death like a good obedient soldier.' -Leylin's thoughts quickly surmised.

[He has run out of Mana Energy and his Spiritual Force was partially crippled by that last attack. He needs medical attention, lest his Arcane Core becomes fractured.]

'Good to know.'

Leylin had been attracted by Jayden's name to this place out of curiosity but did not intend to risk his life for him.

To tell the truth, if Jayden's enemy was not strong, Leylin would have struck if only to bask in the knowledge that Jayden would praise him as his lord and lick his boots to earn his favor. But this guy with the lightning was actually an interesting specimen for Leylin to analyze, and copy his spells, of course.

"Look! There are really people there!"

Just as Leylin had decided on which course of action he would take, the voice of a female traveled over. It was extremely familiar, and Leylin even heard the obscene pants of its owner not too long ago.

On the other side of the battlefield, Bicky and another female acolyte came over.

'It's that dumb whore Bicky. What is she doing here?'

Leylin inhaled deeply. He suddenly felt that things were going to be extremely fun.

"There is someone fighting... Ah! Senior Jayden!" -The female acolyte with Bicky recognized Jayden, and she seemed to have some affection for him. Once she saw him injured, she hurried over.

"Judging by the way you look at her, she must be your girlfriend! Or is she your platonic love?" -The black-haired acolyte's brows furrowed and suddenly clapped. "You brought me shame by stealing my possession. Today I will return it in multiple folds to you. For instance, claiming this woman right before your eyes…"

The black-haired acolyte sniggered lecherously, and his hands moved and fluttered with precision as he recited an incantation.

Blue lightning continuously formed on his hands and transformed into an ethereal chain. It pierced the fireball cast hurriedly by the female acolyte and knocked her to the ground. Forthwith, the chains restrained her limbs, and brought her up as if she were resting against a wall.

"Molly!" -Bicky was frightened, and she hurried over to her companion. The black-haired acolyte chained her as well at that instant.

'And here I was thinking this would only get more boring. But the fun is just beginning.' -Leylin helplessly shook his head.

With a dark chuckle, the acolyte unclasped his breeches and took out his erect penis. The two females gasped in shock as the acolyte focused on the girl identified as Molly and began ravishing her bosom and nether region with his lightning spell. It was not enough to burn her, though she was definitely feeling the pain as tears fell down her flushed cheeks.

Meanwhile, Jayden was stifling a few whimpers both out of impotence and regret. He was unable to move a finger. Perhaps due to his injuries, or maybe it was the primal fear settling in him. Leylin was thoroughly enjoying the unfolding scene.

As the lightning brushed against Molly's erogenous zones and the girl felt closer and closer to orgasm, even despite her protests and suffering, the black-haired acolyte's face contorted in pleasure and his ministrations on himself became rougher and faster.

Molly gushed out in a violent squirt that caused her to be more susceptible to the lightning spell. Demonstrating his precocious nature, the acolyte went over the edge in seconds and lost control over his magic. The lightning was fed too much Mana Energy, and it accidentally charred his victim to a crisp amidst her cries of release and anguish.

Jayden gaped in horror, and he wept in silence as his hands twitched in absolute remorse.

'Amateur. He could've drawn her pain longer, fucked her silly, and made her cum at least a dozen times whilst her insides were cooked. Though mayhaps it wasn't that likely, seeing as his cock would barely qualify as a phallus.' -Leylin mocked his lack of arcane, sexual, and murdering skill.

Clicking his tongue at his carelessness, the black-haired acolyte shifted his attention to Bicky, who at this point was trembling with fear.

"Now, I'll help myself to your maidenhead..." The acolyte ripped the girl's robes apart with his hands, and then swiftly positioned her on all fours with the lightning chains. He had spent enough Mana Energy in his rampage, so he would rather have his way with Bicky using a more... orthodox technique.

[Will he even realize she's already been deflowered?]

'No, he won't.'

The acolyte's member had turned soft from the previous incident with Molly, but he nonetheless pushed forward into the opening between his victim's loins. He began fucking her like a rabbit with short and quick lunges, but they did nothing to elicit any reaction from Bicky outside of mild discomfort.

Sure, she was afraid and crying for help, but it was as if the acolyte was not penetrating her at the moment.

'After having been disgraced by me earlier, I can't imagine why she would not feel satisfied with that guy's flaccid micropenis, hahahaha!' Leylin was just chilling and having a laugh at this.

"You're not a squealer like your dead friend, huh?" The acolyte soon took notice of how his victim was not reacting at all to him. So, he opted to force a scream out of her, even if was not one of pleasure.

"Luckily for you, I think I can help with that." -With a devilish grin, he took Bicky's hair and yanked it firmly so that she would meet his gaze. Then, he pulled out a dagger with his free hand and proceeded to cut off Bicky's left nipple.

She yelled desperately as blood quickly rushed down her exposed body, and she fainted from the combination of bloodloss and shock. This was enough to excite the acolyte into a second, and equally as rushed orgasm.

As for Leylin, he just crossed his arms and nodded approvingly. He had to give it to him, he may be utterly useless but he did not lack for creativity and sadism.

Once the high subsided in the brain of the black-haired acolyte, he unlatched himself and his lightning chains from Bicky. The spell vanished, and he arranged his tiny member within his breeches.

Abruptly, he looked to the side with furious eyes, and he fired a lightning bolt to the exact spot where a particular individual was hiding.

"I hate insects who do not know their place." -An immature voice was heard echoing through the trees and rocks nearby.

Then, a cloaked figure sporting a level 1 badge of Abyssal Bone Forest appeared in front of a passed-out Bicky. He did not even bother to look at her.

"It was you who was hiding in the corner earlier, huh? Did you enjoy my little performance? Hehe..." -The acolyte licked his lips, at which Leylin sneered.

Jayden frowned in confusion. Given that Leylin's Shapeshifting spell had remained in full effect, he could not have guessed that the fat blondie was in fact who he now deemed as his greatest rival.

"Can't say I was impressed. Though I must admit, slicing off her nipple was a nice touch." -Leylin expressed his opinion.

He then casually dodged two more rounds of blue lightning.

"Striking me was not wise, monkey. You should've just walked away." -The blonde said menacingly, as he let out a dangerous aura and unsheathed his mystical dagger.

[If he had, would you have spared him?]

'No, but he doesn't know that.'

"Guess I'll have to deal with you before I go back to teaching that thief a lesson..." -The black-haired acolyte clenched his fist, as blue lightning coiled around it, emitting sparks every now and then.

"Why wait? Just kill him now so you can concentrate on our duel. You'll need everything you got to even stand a chance of hurting me." -Leylin flashed Jayden a smirk, and the Fighting Champion of Abyssal Bone Forest was unbelieving of how ruthless his comrade was.

The black-haired acolyte was tempted to finish off Jayden, but then he remembered that this fat boy had evaded all of his spells despite wearing a level 1 badge.

'There's no doubt about it, he's using Shapeshifting. I can't underestimate him. If I waste any more Mana that I already have, I will be at a serious disadvantage.' -He mused.

A few bolts of electricity were shot into the ground, and each exploded, creating many small holes. The shattered stones and mud flew up beside Leylin, but they were blocked by his acolyte's robes, and soon fell back to the ground.

[His affinity towards the Lightning element is rather high. Watch yourself, Doctor.]

Leylin gradually increased the length of his dagger until it was the size and shape of a golden cross blade, reminiscent of the one he used to wield before purchasing his magic artifact.

'I've been waiting for a chance to test my Grand Knight abilities. His element is the perfect counter to my energy-based Killing Moves, so I can use this opportunity to hone them to perfection. Once I am bored of him, I will simply rely on my physical skills to finish the job.'

Leylin curled his lips into a grin. He felt a strong battle desire surging from his chest and spreading to his four limbs. He could almost hear the desire to kill which was rapidly coursing through his veins. The Mankestre DNA unwittingly made his fake eyes a little bloodshot.

"Hahaha… Look what I found! An acolyte who dares to draw a mere sword against me! It matters not if it is a magic artifact. A weapon so rudimentary would never trump over my arcane formations."

The black-haired acolyte sneered and his expression became colder and more resolute, "Kiddo! I will give you one last chance. Hurry and kneel to the revered Lord Torash and admit your wrongdoing, and beg for my magnanimity. On account of my good mood, I may even pardon your sins."

In an instant, a silver arc of light flashed. It crossed the distance of a dozen meters and struck at the black-haired Torash.

The silver arc of light materialized into a cross blade which brought on a heavy killing intent. The aura emitted from it even pressed down on the grasses.

The black-haired Torash had a startled expression. Suddenly, several blue runes formed by lightning appeared underneath his leather shoes and crept to his thighs.

As if under some stimulation, Torash jumped backed several meters and avoided the attack.

The cross blade landed and slashed a cross-shaped hole on the ground.

The grey shadow flashed, and Leylin appeared at the original position of the black-haired acolyte. He gripped the cross blade in his hands and put on a regretful expression.

With some lingering fear, Torash touched his face and felt a gash that was several centimeters deep on it.

Although Leylin's attack earlier did not strike the opponent directly, the force it brought already caused a gash on his face.

'So fast! If not for the hastening lightning rune my professor gave me, I might have been a dead man already!' -Torash was sweating profusely, and his brow was curved into a grimace.

Very soon the fear subsided from Torash's face and it turned into a contorted expression of rage.

"You… You actually dare to harm the mighty Lord Torash! I'm going to burn you to ashes as I did with your friend!"

However, his rage did not muddle his mind. Although Torash's expression showed that he couldn't wait to kill Leylin, he retrieved a scroll from a sack tied to his waist.

"I admit that your speed is extremely fast. You should have at least the physical ability of a Knight, correct? But so what? Although a Knight's body is stronger than a regular human and is not afraid of steel swords and large axes, it is just meaningless under a magician's spell!"

Torash pulled the scroll open, and an icy cold spell was activated, covering the whole of the battlefield.

Countless white veils of mist condensed in the air, turning into ice and spreading across the land.

The surrounding temperature decreased by dozens of degrees. Bicky, who had just recently awakened, hastily put on whatever rags she could find to cover herself. Then she dragged Jayden behind Leylin as if using him for cover.

Her body shivered as she looked at Leylin's back, obviously grateful and puzzled at the same time. She did not know when that fat blonde had arrived on the battlefield, and how long he had been fighting Torash. Although she had no memory of this person, Bicky had a strong feeling that she knew this strong person who had suddenly appeared in front of her.

Bicky looked at Leylin's figure, her expression complicated as she tried her best to stop her bleeding. 'I don't know who you are, stranger... but thanks...'

At this moment, Torash's scroll had finished its activation. With him at the heart of it, the domain of several hundred meters was covered by frost. There was even a layer of snow and ice on the trees and plants as if it was the coldest period of winter.

[Doctor, you have been struck by the frost wave and it has affected your speed. It is estimated to decrease by 63%] -The A.I. assistant's voice intoned.

"No matter how fast a Knight is, as long as his speed is rendered useless, then it would just be a sitting duck waiting on a dining table to be feasted on!"

'The guy is not even good at insulting his opponents. I am bored now.' -Leylin felt like yawning. He was not at all distressed by his current predicament.

Looking at Leylin's figure whose hair and brows have already been frozen in ice, Torash smirked. "I can slightly alter this spell. The frost on your legs is definitely at a lower temperature than the rest of your body. I would be surprised if you could even walk, hahaha! How is it?"

Looking at the spell formation under this acolyte, he knew that Torash possessed a high attainment with it. Otherwise, it would mean that his professor was an expert in this area, to be able to customize this spell for Torash. Yet, it did little to make Leylin rethink his decision to openly face and taunt this acolyte.

"I think you've made me waste my time. You're not even worth the effort of using magic. So I'll go ahead and turn you into a corpse."