novelraw Chapter 349: Abaga The Hell Flame
Chapter 349: Abaga The Hell Flame
She turned and saw another green skinned person flying towards them. He was stronger than the woman.
His cultivation was at the peak of manifestation realm while hers was at the early stage.
The prince frowned when he saw this man, then he pulled back his spear and attacked the girl.
She panicked and raised her hand casting a barrier. A wall of earth appeared In front of her to block the spear.
The spear pierced through it and reached her chest but its power had been greatly weakened by the wall.
Blood spurted out of her chest but she was still alive, the delay gave the man enough time to arrive in front of her.
He grabbed the woman and retreated before prince Arthur could attack again. He fed the girl a pill then glared at Arthur with hatred.
" You will pay for that." He growled but Arthur and his goons laughed.
" Abaga, you’re outnumbered, what do you think you can do to us?" He mocked.
Abaga flew the girl to a nearby island then flew back and faced them. Their group had fifteen rank 5 and four rank 4’s.
Abaga really was outnumbered, Naledi waited and watched, she wanted to see how powerful they are.
Abaga waved his hand and a sword appeared in his hand. The sword was a sky grade artefact.
While it couldn’t passively enhance his physical strength like it would a human, it still enhanced his abilities.
Plus, he was a swordman who had mastered sword intent, wielding a sword was a must for him.
Purple flames surrounded the sword making the surrounding snow melt. The others pulled out their vessels.
Arthur was adorned in multiple artefacts, each one enhancing his strength. Since his vessel was a spear he didn’t need weapon artefacts.
What he had instead were multiple shields floating around him, rings, necklaces and even earrings.
Each one could increase his survival chances, especially against his enemy. Arthur hated to admit it but he was weaker than Abaga.
Abaga was the most talented member of his race with a heaven grade constitution, his race didn’t have bloodlines but constitutions instead.
A heaven grade constitution not only meant a stronger body but faster cultivation, a higher will volume and pure essence.
Abaga was unmatched in their generation, it was believed he had the highest chance of reaching creation realm in their domain.
This made Arthur even more certain they should kill him here, they would never get another opportunity.
The fact that Abaga was not protected by a guardian was already strange but it was a once in million opportunity.
They immediately attacked and he met them head on. However they had underestimated him.
His sword cleaved through an earth grade shield, it user didn’t even get the chance to scream before he was cleaved in two.
He was only a projection realm so his death didn’t pain Arthur that much. Abaga swung his sword in a wide arc.
A giant sword of purple fire stretching for a dozen kilometres cut through the snow and headed straight for Arthur.
Arthur kicked off the air and lunged at Abaga, his spear gleamed as it pierced through the air.
Abaga was forced to draw back his blade and blocked. The giant sword of fire continued undeterred.
The four shields around Arthur flew off to block the sword, his subordinates took action as well.
It took all they had to block Abaga’s flame sword. This surprised Arthur, he knew Abaga was strong but not this strong.
Each of his shields were earth grade artefacts and his subordinates while not very strong were not too weak either.
He got distracted, giving Abaga a chance, before he could react he was kicked on the face with a burning foot.
His body shot back like a streak of light but there was no wound on his body. The attack had been absorbed by a protective artefact.
One of his earrings dimmed a little, Arthur gritted his teeth with rage and lunged back at Abaga.
They clashed again and again creating shockwaves so powerful the entire sky shook. While Abaga was stronger he had a weaker weapon.
Vessels were known to be stronger than artefacts of equal grade so even though both the sword and shield were at sky grade.
Abaga’s sword started cracking so he retreated. Arthur was breathing heavy trying to catch his breath.
His opponent was relaxed, had Arthur not have so many protective talisman artefacts, he would’ve died by now.
Abaga sighed, fighting rich people had always been annoying. However he couldn’t forgive them for that they did to his fiancée.
So he took a fighting stance ready to go again, his sword intent blazed out and blotted the sky for thousands of kilometres.
The temperature rose as his constitution revealed itself, Abaga had the constitution of hell fire.
His flames were hotter than the sun by the day he was born. Had his birth not been expected his mother would’ve died.
Abaga was a peasant so his parents were very low level and didn’t have the strength to resist flames as hot as the sun.
But because his birth was expected by his entire race, his mother was protected by experts during childbirth.
Of course back then, the sun was merely a star amongst many, it couldn’t compare to the sun of Pangera.
He turned his attention back to his opponents, his flames surrounded his body and burnt through his eyes like torches of the devil.
However the flames were not called hell fure for fun, it was because they were flames that truly belonged to a demon.
Unfortunately they didn’t belong to a demon of the seven lineages but a demon was still a demon.
Abaga sent a single spark and it landed on one of Arthur’s lackeys, the flames blazed high making the man scream.
However that was not the end of it, the flames spread below his feet forming a circular domain 10 metres in diameter around the man.
Before anybody could react, bloodied souls with faces twisted in agony rose. The man panicked even more and screamed.
He tried to attack the souls to no avail, he tried to run but the domain was stuck to him, he couldn’t outrun it even if he tried.
These were the souls of those he had killed, those who died at his hands with grievances.
Thry grabbed him and dragged him down, his comrades watched with terror as the souls dragged him through a gate of fire.
Before long the man was gone, Abaga was about to attack again when he heard a soft sigh.
Then an ethereal figure appeared behind him. His body started shaking uncontrollably with fear.
’ What in Pangera is this?’ he thought.