Hero? Are You Worthy?-Chapter 793 - 537: Fate? Who Knows! ( - 3 with 12,000 words)_2

Chapter 793: Chapter 537: Fate? Who Knows! (Chapter 3 with 12,000 words)_2

Seeing that Little Shaye alone was unable to restrain the Lord of Pleasure, Great Shaye’s brow furrowed slightly, and she quickly spread her arms.

In the place where the Gate of Darkness originally stood, a new Gate of Darkness opened.

A double Gate of Darkness.

The power surged significantly as a result.

More and more arms, dense as a nest of vipers, wrapped around their target, a batch would shatter, and immediately another batch followed close behind.

Meanwhile, Nadia’s body floated in mid-air, one hand reaching towards the sky, her fair fingers bending forcefully, the knuckles turning somewhat pale from the strain.

It had been said, this was not the strength of Nadia herself.

In this battle, Nadia served more as a relay station.

Her power came from other, more mysterious places.

And such power had clearly exceeded the limits Nadia could bear, with a trickle of crimson tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.

Finally, with a whoosh, a meteor was forcefully pulled from the sky by Nadia.

The next moment, the meteor shot straight towards the Lord of Pleasure and crashed down with a thunderous roar.

Boom, rumble...

Without deviation, the terrifying meteor struck the Lord of Pleasure squarely on the head.

The dreadful energy transformed into the most astonishing shockwaves that swept all around, and Wozworth, who had always been before the Lord of Pleasure, was directly knocked flying away.

Clang.

The impact of such magnitude made the Lord of Pleasure stumble for a moment as well.

This slightest instability was immediately seized by the Gate of Darkness behind, and under the full force of the two Dark Witches, the Lord of Pleasure was pushed back two full steps.

Ireta, also ignoring her own injuries, released a black shadow that suddenly flew out from her body and appeared beside the Lord of Pleasure’s ear, emitting a piercing shriek.

The Wail of Death.

It was a direct attack on the soul.

If it were the Lord of Pleasure in peak condition, such power could be completely ignored.

In reality, even now, in this weakened state, the Lord of Pleasure could still utterly dismiss the impact of the Wail of Death... only that... the Lord of Pleasure couldn’t manage to do so because another mysterious force was interfering with it.

In front of the Lord of Pleasure, even within their consciousness, a hazy mist loomed over everything, and this strange mist seemed to form a river with no visible end, circling around the Lord of Pleasure’s perception.

This caused the Lord of Pleasure’s reaction to the outside world to become exceptionally dull.

Moreover, various odd voices kept echoing in the ears.

At times holy and ethereal, like a choir chanting.

At times deep and oppressive, like the whisper of the Death God.

The Lord of Pleasure could not have imagined that this method, favored by evil gods, would be used against them today, and the feeling was truly dreadful.

They knew it was that wretch Moile meddling from the shadows.

The Goddess who governed fate was not adept at battle... but She ultimately was a bona fide God, and whereas the Lord of Pleasure was subject to the rules of the Sky Dome Continent, Moile was utterly unaffected by such constraints.

And this detestable wretch had never shown herself but was always there, constantly interfering.

As the Lord of Pleasure grew agitated, the piercing shriek of the Wail of Death exploded right by their ear.

In an instant, the Lord of Pleasure felt as if their soul was being torn apart by excruciating pain.

This was the first time since the battle began that the Lord of Pleasure tasted the flavor of suffering.

Under the vibration of the soul, their figure was pulled back another step.

Adelina and Asina didn’t stop for even a moment either.

The Pride Witch was using the Authority of Pride to relentlessly issue binding commands to the Lord of Pleasure, but given the Lord of Pleasure’s power so far exceeded her own, the Authority of Pride’s chance to command the other was minimal and highly unlikely, and even if it succeeded, it probably wouldn’t last long.

But Adelina didn’t care about that, even if it only worked once, it could greatly assist the battlefield situation.

Asina was the same, with Magic Power surging over her body’s surface.

The Plague and Curse of Misfortune alternated as they spread towards the Lord of Pleasure.

They were facing the most formidable enemy they’d ever encountered.

Under such circumstances, no one dared to be the slightest bit lax.

In a brief span of time, Adelina and Asina didn’t know how many dozens, or even hundreds of times they had used their magic, without any sign of effectiveness.

But through it all, these two women never ceased.

After what seemed an eternity, the Lord of Pleasure suddenly felt an inexplicable itch on their skin and glanced down only to see strange small blisters, like insect eggs, emerging on their smooth arms.

These weird blisters were even spreading rapidly.

The power from the God of Plague and Calamity was finally taking effect.

The densely packed blisters turned into bunches of grapes as they quickly began to swell, and then with a crackling sound, they started to burst.

The Lord of Pleasure’s entire body became covered in a layer of sticky, foul-smelling fluid.

For the Lord of Pleasure, who had always reveled in the most exalted elegance, beauty, and dignity, this was undoubtedly the worst scenario imaginable.

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