Cameraman Never Dies-Chapter 61: Judge vs. A Very Stubborn Projectile

Judge activated his enhanced cognition, the dark projectile turned slow. It was hardly moving, but so was his body, he had just one chance here, and he had to make good use of it.

He concentrated, if he could just make a space of nothing in front of the projectile, then he could definitely block it. He tried to let the ether flow through him, which was not much, but just enough to create a small pocket. And just as he created a pocket of nothing, a thick wall of earth appeared just there.

Selena was just standing around and doing nothing, she wanted to fight, but the fight was not something she could participate in. She was mesmerized by the attack her master did with the flame sword, she felt proud of her master.

She now looked at her mother fighting the enemy, she could not see their movements, they moved at such a speed. Suddenly, the man got up and shouted "The Nubes Draco is annoying."

She was confused, ’Nubes Draco’? It was her first time hearing the term, but she could think more. She saw the man creating two arms from darkness and pointing one at her master. She did not know what was going on, but she had the urge to protect her master.

She instinctively cast a thick wall of earth, the wall broke the furniture and stood tall like an immovable mountain, but before she could hope for the best effects, a spherical hole was created where the dark projectile met the thick wall she cast.

She panicked for a second, but then noticed that the projectile had disappeared too. She heaved a sigh of relief.

As she watched, her ’thick’ wall became distorted and was crushed and crumbled into a ball as if it was a piece of paper. She could feel the ether from the walls go into the space where her wall and the dark projectile met. The wall vanished slowly as the ether from it leaked out.

But before she could ponder on what the problem was, she heard a thud behind her, it was Judge. She rushed to him, she could think of nothing else, as if she was driven by an unknown force to help him.

Seeing that everything was alright, Seraphis twisted her waist and spun her whole body, doing a full three-sixty before taking all of the force and giving the guy a good wake-up kick.

She could hear bones crack as he flew backward and hit the remnants of the broken barrier. Completely shattering the place of impact, and flying backward into the town, restarting the cries outside.

She did not wait for him to recover, she closed her eyes for a second and opened them, changing the pupil to an orangey red color. Two massive wings sprouted off her back as she jumped up into the air and flapped them. Going out of the building through the slit Eleyn had caused.

Once outside, she spotted a few trying to get civilians to safety through a teleporter.

Teleporters were expensive, incredibly so that they were rarely used, even by the nobility, but the rules states that the police should not mind expenses when lives are on the line. So the teleporter was being used actively.

She let out a sigh of relief as she watched the scene, she could do the explaining to the police later. She needed to take care of this problem without much more damages, and quickly too at that.

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She looked at the recovering Percival and descended toward him so fast that all that could be seen was just an orange line. She kicked Percival in the gut gracefully, making him vomit blood. As Eleyn had finished the ritual fast, and he could not regenerate, she was sure that it was fatal.

But her expectations were shattered as Percival jumped back from under her grasp and recovered at an immensely fast rate. But strangely, his arms did not recover and were still supplemented by darkness.

There was no time to contemplate what was happening— because everything went dark. It was not her getting knocked out, but the whole world was shattering. It was being consumed by darkness.

"Welcome to my domain, Mortal," Percival spoke in a serene voice. It was deep and chilling, she looked around to see the unescaped people and the police were still there, but all the structures were gone. Replaced by a world with an endless void of darkness.

Seraphis was getting more questions than answers. She had an inkling about what kind of being was possessing Percival, her disciple had requested assistance, but this was on another level.

The possession was still not complete, she was unsure of how much of the possession was complete, but the being was very powerful. She wondered if the entity was a god, but that was unlikely, since gods rarely interacted with mortals outside of rituals and blessings.

Seraphis suddenly spat blood, she tried to move, but she could not. Her body was unresponsive, there was no restrictive ethercrafts that had been cast on her. She felt as if something in her was being drained out, making her weaker by the second.

She looked down at her chest, there was a dark blade that had struck her from behind, it was bathed in her blood, gleaming without a light source. She spat more blood as she fainted, all she could see was the gleeful laugh of her enemy.

Selena’s smile spread through her mind, and her moments with the vulnerable Judge. She wanted to get back up and fight, at least for them, but her body was dragged down and refused to move.

Her daughter, who was holding Judge in her arms, watching the whole scene from afar, screamed in horroras she saw her mother being split in two.

———

Judge opened his eyes, it was darkness as far as his eyes could see, he blinked, still darkness. He tried to get up but he could not move an inch. Wasn’t he just watching his master fight Percival?

"Judge"

He heard a soft voice, a voice that almost made him forget all his worries. He tried to look around to see the person, but it was impossible, he could not move still.

Without warning, the ground started to rise beneath him, making a seat for him to sit. "Clio," He smiled without thought, she was sitting and eating popcorn as usual, but he somehow felt more close to her.

"How was your world?" Judge could still not get over her mocking laughter. It was as if she was pitying his entire existence, all of the warm feeling from before was replaced with a face of disdain. And to make it worse, she had his mother’s appearance.

"What do you mean ’was’? Don’t tell me I died." He was clearly panicking, it has been not even a month before he was born.

"You did not die, it’s just that you have not yet been born." There it was the infamous cryptic goddess’ speech.

"Ah yes, my favorite part," Judge muttered sarcastically.