Chapter 349
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Chapter 349
A dagger stabbed downward, right into the wielders own thigh. The Great Queen had proudly arranged herself nearby, marveling at the lack of control these cultivators had. With their energy they could immediately stop or reverse directions, but without it they might simply follow through with their momentum. Certainly the woman stopped before jabbing the dagger terribly deep into herself, but it was amusing nonetheless.
Though the Great Queen considered the battle won already, she did not begrudge those who chose to lend her assistance. While the woman was distracted and vulnerable they attacked with weapons of their own, and each time the woman summoned her energy to fend off their attacks the Great Queen took a portion for herself. Even though the woman seemed to understand how the Great Queen functioned now, she was unable to do anything about it. This chapter was first shared on the Ñøv€lß1n platform.
The Great Queen didnt count her leg nearly being taken off by an unexpectedly fast stab. This cultivator could still enhance her speed, even their energy couldnt enhance their cutting power. Moving around to awkward to reach locations was best, places like the rear of the thigh or the Great Queens next target, the lower back. While the woman was briefly distracted by something silly like a sword or spear or a few of each, the Great Queen continued to work her way under the womans armor to her target. Then she bit down.
It was not quite so effective as it would have been had the Great Queen been able to reach the upper spine, but despite humans only having two legs the loss was catastrophic to their functionality. The woman fell forward, and though she quickly flipped herself onto her back her exhausted energy was unable to keep up with the incoming attacks. The Great Queen hungrily snatched up any ascension energy she could reach until everything stopped. Then she took a few moments to relax and digest some of the energy. Marvelous. Now it was time to look for the next target.
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It was perfectly reasonable for the man who was a swirling mass of blood and darkness to ignore a buck deer charging at him. Its energy was at most comparable to a Spirit Building cultivator, irrelevant to him. Hoyt did his very best to not look relieved at the approaching creature, which was helped by the fact that he was still very much on his back foot.
The horns of a deer were normally rounded, if still capable of serious impact. These particular deer had horns like blades, which was only relevant if they could cause damage to begin with. When the buck charged into the mass of mostly intangible energy it should have done very little. Indeed, its horns simply slipped through the area without even pulling any of it apart.
However, a moment later the form of the twin-voiced man coalesced out of the mass, landing unsteadily on his feet. At the same time as the man shot out a spear of blackness, piercing through the deer, Hoyt chopped with his axe towards the mans torso. His attack was caught with a single hand, but the mans energy was still chaotic. A line of blood was the first sign, and then flames caught on the previously burned skin, working their way up the mans arm.
The buck died nearly instantly. It was unfortunate, but they did not have the defensive capabilities of the ants. Even miniscule amounts of ascension energy targeted at them could kill them but the momentary distraction was worth the sacrifice. It was a trade the human cultivators would and had done previously in the battle, though not always to the same effect.
Hoyt had hoped to slay the man or at least cut through his blocking hand- but any amount of damage and disruption to his energy would have to do. While the man dispersed the fire, Hoyt pulled back to take a moment to steady himself. One step at a time would have to do.
-----
Anton stopped shooting for a moment, but in every bow he nocked an arrow of light. If his prediction was wrong he was just wasting time, but he had a feeling
The spear-arrow launched at the woman, who stared at it completely unconcerned. With a final flick of her arm she removed most of the remaining ants, then stretched out her arm. From the spear moving towards her with deadly intent to being grasped in her hand like it had never left was only a single instant. The weapon was never in the intervening distance. With such a connection, a warrior could never be truly separated from their weapon. But it did require an amount of concentration and will, during which the womans defenses dropped.
The arrows didnt quite move at the speed of light. They were unfortunately weaker than his normal shots, partly because he didnt want to telegraph them too clearly and partly because that was a sacrifice made. But a dozen arrows still struck the woman, targeting her kidneys, stomach, and all of her guts below her ribcage. Her eyes would have been better, but Anton wasnt willing to risk an instant of circling around.
For a moment the woman stood strong, as if unaffected but then she fell. A moment later, Kseniya collapsed to her knees, clutching her side.
-----
The gout of black-orange flames washed over Velvet. Timothy could only be certain that the worst didnt happen because he lost track of her. He knew she would be wounded, but she wasnt a body on the floor or a pile of ash and that would have to be enough.
He raised his shield as he faced the woman who had just unleashed those flames. Unfortunately, she was the type he was not effective in a battle against. Fluid, wide-area attacks were much harder to deal with. And extremely hard to reflect back.
A cone of flame washed over Timothy. The circumference of his shield was augmented by his energy to be as tall as he was, and he crouched down slightly to limit his profile. He wasnt going to last long like this, but holding his defensive stance was better than letting the woman freely kill him.
Instead of persisting with her course of action, the woman stopped. The same orange-black fire still surrounded her as she stared at him. Hmm. How annoying.
The following movements werent something Timothy could keep track of, and a moment later he was gripped from behind, one hand clutching his neck. At least he hadnt made the mistake of lowering his defenses in other places, or he would probably have instantly broken apart. Even so, the speed at which he was mustering his energy to protect himself was vastly overwhelmed by the amount of flames surrounding him. Just as he was about to run out of energy, the entire power of the sects defensive formation focused on him.
Hands off my husband, Catarina said as she thrust forward with her sword. She didnt actually give the woman the opportunity to let go, though. It was irresponsible to direct all of the formation to protect Timothy, but she didnt care. But it was also excessive, so she focused the suppressive part on the woman, rendering her unable to move, even if just for an instant.
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Chapter 349
A dagger stabbed downward, right into the wielders own thigh. The Great Queen had proudly arranged herself nearby, marveling at the lack of control these cultivators had. With their energy they could immediately stop or reverse directions, but without it they might simply follow through with their momentum. Certainly the woman stopped before jabbing the dagger terribly deep into herself, but it was amusing nonetheless.
Though the Great Queen considered the battle won already, she did not begrudge those who chose to lend her assistance. While the woman was distracted and vulnerable they attacked with weapons of their own, and each time the woman summoned her energy to fend off their attacks the Great Queen took a portion for herself. Even though the woman seemed to understand how the Great Queen functioned now, she was unable to do anything about it. This chapter was first shared on the Ñøv€lß1n platform.
The Great Queen didnt count her leg nearly being taken off by an unexpectedly fast stab. This cultivator could still enhance her speed, even their energy couldnt enhance their cutting power. Moving around to awkward to reach locations was best, places like the rear of the thigh or the Great Queens next target, the lower back. While the woman was briefly distracted by something silly like a sword or spear or a few of each, the Great Queen continued to work her way under the womans armor to her target. Then she bit down.
It was not quite so effective as it would have been had the Great Queen been able to reach the upper spine, but despite humans only having two legs the loss was catastrophic to their functionality. The woman fell forward, and though she quickly flipped herself onto her back her exhausted energy was unable to keep up with the incoming attacks. The Great Queen hungrily snatched up any ascension energy she could reach until everything stopped. Then she took a few moments to relax and digest some of the energy. Marvelous. Now it was time to look for the next target.
-----
It was perfectly reasonable for the man who was a swirling mass of blood and darkness to ignore a buck deer charging at him. Its energy was at most comparable to a Spirit Building cultivator, irrelevant to him. Hoyt did his very best to not look relieved at the approaching creature, which was helped by the fact that he was still very much on his back foot.
The horns of a deer were normally rounded, if still capable of serious impact. These particular deer had horns like blades, which was only relevant if they could cause damage to begin with. When the buck charged into the mass of mostly intangible energy it should have done very little. Indeed, its horns simply slipped through the area without even pulling any of it apart.
However, a moment later the form of the twin-voiced man coalesced out of the mass, landing unsteadily on his feet. At the same time as the man shot out a spear of blackness, piercing through the deer, Hoyt chopped with his axe towards the mans torso. His attack was caught with a single hand, but the mans energy was still chaotic. A line of blood was the first sign, and then flames caught on the previously burned skin, working their way up the mans arm.
The buck died nearly instantly. It was unfortunate, but they did not have the defensive capabilities of the ants. Even miniscule amounts of ascension energy targeted at them could kill them but the momentary distraction was worth the sacrifice. It was a trade the human cultivators would and had done previously in the battle, though not always to the same effect.
Hoyt had hoped to slay the man or at least cut through his blocking hand- but any amount of damage and disruption to his energy would have to do. While the man dispersed the fire, Hoyt pulled back to take a moment to steady himself. One step at a time would have to do.
-----
Anton stopped shooting for a moment, but in every bow he nocked an arrow of light. If his prediction was wrong he was just wasting time, but he had a feeling
The spear-arrow launched at the woman, who stared at it completely unconcerned. With a final flick of her arm she removed most of the remaining ants, then stretched out her arm. From the spear moving towards her with deadly intent to being grasped in her hand like it had never left was only a single instant. The weapon was never in the intervening distance. With such a connection, a warrior could never be truly separated from their weapon. But it did require an amount of concentration and will, during which the womans defenses dropped.
The arrows didnt quite move at the speed of light. They were unfortunately weaker than his normal shots, partly because he didnt want to telegraph them too clearly and partly because that was a sacrifice made. But a dozen arrows still struck the woman, targeting her kidneys, stomach, and all of her guts below her ribcage. Her eyes would have been better, but Anton wasnt willing to risk an instant of circling around.
For a moment the woman stood strong, as if unaffected but then she fell. A moment later, Kseniya collapsed to her knees, clutching her side.
-----
The gout of black-orange flames washed over Velvet. Timothy could only be certain that the worst didnt happen because he lost track of her. He knew she would be wounded, but she wasnt a body on the floor or a pile of ash and that would have to be enough.
He raised his shield as he faced the woman who had just unleashed those flames. Unfortunately, she was the type he was not effective in a battle against. Fluid, wide-area attacks were much harder to deal with. And extremely hard to reflect back.
A cone of flame washed over Timothy. The circumference of his shield was augmented by his energy to be as tall as he was, and he crouched down slightly to limit his profile. He wasnt going to last long like this, but holding his defensive stance was better than letting the woman freely kill him.
Instead of persisting with her course of action, the woman stopped. The same orange-black fire still surrounded her as she stared at him. Hmm. How annoying.
The following movements werent something Timothy could keep track of, and a moment later he was gripped from behind, one hand clutching his neck. At least he hadnt made the mistake of lowering his defenses in other places, or he would probably have instantly broken apart. Even so, the speed at which he was mustering his energy to protect himself was vastly overwhelmed by the amount of flames surrounding him. Just as he was about to run out of energy, the entire power of the sects defensive formation focused on him.
Hands off my husband, Catarina said as she thrust forward with her sword. She didnt actually give the woman the opportunity to let go, though. It was irresponsible to direct all of the formation to protect Timothy, but she didnt care. But it was also excessive, so she focused the suppressive part on the woman, rendering her unable to move, even if just for an instant.
Chapter 349A dagger stabbed downward, right into the wielders own thigh. The Great Queen had proudly arranged herself nearby, marveling at the lack of control these cultivators had. With their energy they could immediately stop or reverse directions, but without it they might simply follow through with their momentum. Certainly the woman stopped before jabbing the dagger terribly deep into herself, but it was amusing nonetheless.Though the Great Queen considered the battle won already, she did not begrudge those who chose to lend her assistance. While the woman was distracted and vulnerable they attacked with weapons of their own, and each time the woman summoned her energy to fend off their attacks the Great Queen took a portion for herself. Even though the woman seemed to understand how the Great Queen functioned now, she was unable to do anything about it. This chapter was first shared on the Nvl1n platform.The Great Queen didnt count her leg nearly being taken off by an unexpectedly fast stab. This cultivator could still enhance her speed, even their energy couldnt enhance their cutting power. Moving around to awkward to reach locations was best, places like the rear of the thigh or the Great Queens next target, the lower back. While the woman was briefly distracted by something silly like a sword or spear or a few of each, the Great Queen continued to work her way under the womans armor to her target. Then she bit down.It was not quite so effective as it would have been had the Great Queen been able to reach the upper spine, but despite humans only having two legs the loss was catastrophic to their functionality. The woman fell forward, and though she quickly flipped herself onto her back her exhausted energy was unable to keep up with the incoming attacks. The Great Queen hungrily snatched up any ascension energy she could reach until everything stopped. Then she took a few moments to relax and digest some of the energy. Marvelous. Now it was time to look for the next target.-----It was perfectly reasonable for the man who was a swirling mass of blood and darkness to ignore a buck deer charging at him. Its energy was at most comparable to a Spirit Building cultivator, irrelevant to him. Hoyt did his very best to not look relieved at the approaching creature, which was helped by the fact that he was still very much on his back foot.The horns of a deer were normally rounded, if still capable of serious impact. These particular deer had horns like blades, which was only relevant if they could cause damage to begin with. When the buck charged into the mass of mostly intangible energy it should have done very little. Indeed, its horns simply slipped through the area without even pulling any of it apart.However, a moment later the form of the twin-voiced man coalesced out of the mass, landing unsteadily on his feet. At the same time as the man shot out a spear of blackness, piercing through the deer, Hoyt chopped with his axe towards the mans torso. His attack was caught with a single hand, but the mans energy was still chaotic. A line of blood was the first sign, and then flames caught on the previously burned skin, working their way up the mans arm.The buck died nearly instantly. It was unfortunate, but they did not have the defensive capabilities of the ants. Even miniscule amounts of ascension energy targeted at them could kill them but the momentary distraction was worth the sacrifice. It was a trade the human cultivators would and had done previously in the battle, though not always to the same effect.Hoyt had hoped to slay the man or at least cut through his blocking hand- but any amount of damage and disruption to his energy would have to do. While the man dispersed the fire, Hoyt pulled back to take a moment to steady himself. One step at a time would have to do.-----Anton stopped shooting for a moment, but in every bow he nocked an arrow of light. If his prediction was wrong he was just wasting time, but he had a feelingThe spear-arrow launched at the woman, who stared at it completely unconcerned. With a final flick of her arm she removed most of the remaining ants, then stretched out her arm. From the spear moving towards her with deadly intent to being grasped in her hand like it had never left was only a single instant. The weapon was never in the intervening distance. With such a connection, a warrior could never be truly separated from their weapon. But it did require an amount of concentration and will, during which the womans defenses dropped.The arrows didnt quite move at the speed of light. They were unfortunately weaker than his normal shots, partly because he didnt want to telegraph them too clearly and partly because that was a sacrifice made. But a dozen arrows still struck the woman, targeting her kidneys, stomach, and all of her guts below her ribcage. Her eyes would have been better, but Anton wasnt willing to risk an instant of circling around.For a moment the woman stood strong, as if unaffected but then she fell. A moment later, Kseniya collapsed to her knees, clutching her side.-----The gout of black-orange flames washed over Velvet. Timothy could only be certain that the worst didnt happen because he lost track of her. He knew she would be wounded, but she wasnt a body on the floor or a pile of ash and that would have to be enough. He raised his shield as he faced the woman who had just unleashed those flames. Unfortunately, she was the type he was not effective in a battle against. Fluid, wide-area attacks were much harder to deal with. And extremely hard to reflect back.A cone of flame washed over Timothy. The circumference of his shield was augmented by his energy to be as tall as he was, and he crouched down slightly to limit his profile. He wasnt going to last long like this, but holding his defensive stance was better than letting the woman freely kill him.Instead of persisting with her course of action, the woman stopped. The same orange-black fire still surrounded her as she stared at him. Hmm. How annoying.The following movements werent something Timothy could keep track of, and a moment later he was gripped from behind, one hand clutching his neck. At least he hadnt made the mistake of lowering his defenses in other places, or he would probably have instantly broken apart. Even so, the speed at which he was mustering his energy to protect himself was vastly overwhelmed by the amount of flames surrounding him. Just as he was about to run out of energy, the entire power of the sects defensive formation focused on him.Hands off my husband, Catarina said as she thrust forward with her sword. She didnt actually give the woman the opportunity to let go, though. It was irresponsible to direct all of the formation to protect Timothy, but she didnt care. But it was also excessive, so she focused the suppressive part on the woman, rendering her unable to move, even if just for an instant.
