Forsaken Starfall-Chapter 165 -SORRY BABY

He then spread his arms upward and spun them slowly.

The air behind his back vibrated. Dozens of black spheres the size of fists manifested. They hummed with a low, menacing sound.

Hasya thrust his hands forward.

Sst sst sst sst!

The spheres fired straight black beams toward Fyar and his comrades.

"Can't be parried?!"

"it can!!"

Zaefal stepped to the front. He condensed dense purple Void energy onto his sword blade. He slashed right. Left. Right again.

Every black beam that touched his sword vanished, swallowed by the void. Zaefal kept running, clearing a path.

Behind him, Rasie moved in a zigzag. Her body was low, almost touching the ground. She dodged the remaining shots that slipped past Zaefal.

"Fuck!!!" cursed Rasie as one beam scorched the ground right next to her heel.

Sst!

Illya teleported. She appeared five meters directly above Hasya's head. Her hands were open, a glowing red magic circle ready to spew fire at close range.

Hasya looked up. He raised his right palm toward Illya. Transparent energy condensed in the air.

Bang!

The sound of a gunshot shattered his concentration.

Fyar's Neutralize bullet flew accurately, piercing the invisible shield that hadn't fully formed yet, and struck Hasya's palm.

The telekinetic energy in Hasya's hand dispersed instantly.

In the distance, Fyar coughed hard. Fresh blood seeped from between his lips, which he bit down on tightly. He forced his legs to keep running closer.

It can be penetrated?! How?! Did he increase his magic output? Hasya thought, shocked.

Boom! Boom!

Illya's fireballs slid through without obstruction. Hasya had no time to create a new shield. He dropped himself from the tree branch, free-falling downward.

The fireballs turned, chasing after him.

On the ground, Zaefal, Rasie, and Fyar saw Hasya coming down. They sped up. Three weapons were raised, ready to tear into Hasya before his feet touched the earth.

Hasya's feet made contact. His connection with the ground restored the stability of his energy. He clapped his hands hard in front of his chest.

Phew!

A transparent shockwave exploded from the point of impact. Illya's fireballs were extinguished instantly, swept away by the wind. Fyar and Rasie were pushed back several steps.

Zaefal dug his heels into the ground. He withstood the wind pressure, then stood tall again.

Sst!

Hasya dashed. His first target was Zaefal.

Hasya struck Zaefal's right wrist.

Thud!

The nerves in Zaefal's hand went numb. The Void sword slipped from his grip and flew far away.

Hasya continued his combination. A right hook slammed into Zaefal's stomach. Zaefal blocked with his left arm. Hasya immediately thrust his left hand straight at Zaefal's face.

Zaefal ducked quickly.

Hasya dropped his elbow onto the skull of the ducking Zaefal.

Thud!

Zaefal jolted. His vision blurred for a moment. But his fighter instinct took over. Utilizing his low position, Zaefal launched a left uppercut with all his might at Hasya's jaw.

Hasya's jaw was hit. His head jerked to the side. His body twisted slightly.

Hasya smirked. He placed his index and middle fingers against Zaefal's chest.

Phew!

A zero-range telekinetic blast.

Zaefal's body was flung violently, crashing into a massive tree trunk. He slid down into a sitting position, his breath gone.

I've reached my limit... haha. It's so hard to find a chance to use Void against him... damn it! Zaefal muttered inwardly.

Behind Hasya, scorching heat stung the air. Rasie dropped from a tree branch with her fire sword drawn. She slashed vertically toward Hasya's back.

Hasya looked back. He pointed at Rasie with his index finger. Energy gathered at the fingertip.

Bang!

Hasya's right shoulder popped. Fyar's bullet hit him again. The energy concentration in Hasya's finger dispersed.

Whoosh!

Rasie's fire blade slashed clean. Hasya's right arm was severed, thrown into the air.

Hasya jumped back. But his legs felt heavy. The ground beneath him rose, gripping his ankles. Illya's lingering magic.

Rasie landed and immediately rushed forward. She slashed blindly toward Hasya's left side.

Hasya's power returned. He intended to fly vertically to escape.

Bang!

A third shot. Right in the left shoulder. Hasya lost his lift.

Whoosh!

Rasie spun her body, sending a horizontal slash. Hasya's left arm was severed.

Now Hasya stood without both arms.

Sst!

Fyar appeared from the side. He jumped, launching a high kick to Hasya's temple.

Hasya took the kick with his reinforced neck.

In that same second, the flesh on Hasya's shoulders popped. New bone and muscle spurred out, forming whole arms in the blink of an eye.

Rasie's sword was almost touching Hasya's stomach for the final thrust.

Hasya snapped the fingers of his new hand.

Phew!

A telekinetic blast threw Rasie and Fyar backward.

Hasya's eyes locked onto Rasie.

Hasya dashed. He appeared right in front of Rasie, who was still floating in the air from the blast.

Hasya delivered a barrage of punches. Fast. Extremely fast.

Thud thud thud thud thud thud!

Six solid punches slammed into Rasie's solar plexus and ribs. Rasie didn't even have time to blink. Her mouth opened, vomiting bile.

Hasya placed his palm on Rasie's stomach.

Bam!

Telekinetic energy was fired. Rasie launched like a bullet, slamming into the tree behind her until the giant trunk toppled over.

Hasya landed. His breath ragged. His sanity returned.

"Stop! Wait, stop!!" he screamed in panic.

Sst!

Hasya dashed toward Rasie, who was leaning limply against the remains of the tree trunk.

"Rasie, I'm sorry! Sorry baby, oh sorry, I went too far!!"

Hasya knelt. His hands trembled as he checked Rasie's stomach. "No no, oh god, sorry sorry sorry!"

Rasie grabbed Hasya's hand with her remaining strength. She gripped it tightly. She looked up, staring into Hasya's terrified eyes. Rasie smiled faintly, blood staining her teeth.

"You think I'm that weak, idiot."

"Keep going," Rasie whispered.

Hasya exhaled a long sigh of relief. His shoulders dropped. He kissed Rasie's forehead quickly. "Love you!"

Without waiting for a reply, Hasya stood up and dashed back toward Fyar.

Rasie chuckled softly. Her smile widened, sweet and gentle, contrasting with the wounds all over her body. "Hahah... it feels so weird getting words like that from the guy who just beat me to a pulp."

"Absolute idiot."

Sst!

Illya appeared beside Rasie. Her face was expressionless, but her hands moved quickly to touch Rasie's stomach. A faint green light glowed. A healing mantra was muttered.

"Thanks, Illya," Rasie said weakly.

"You just watch for now. Rest," Illya said gently.

In the center of the arena.

Sst!

Hasya appeared in front of Fyar.

He sent a high spinning kick toward the head.

Fyar raised his right arm. He performed a tight boxing-style block.

Thud!

Fyar's arm vibrated violently withstanding Hasya's shin. But Fyar didn't stay still. His hand immediately grabbed Hasya's leg.