Reincarnated As The Villainess's Son-Chapter 361 [Wedding By Blood] [13] [Kingdoms]

361 [Wedding By Blood] [13] [Kingdoms]

"In the name of God Elohim, and as the instructor of His Avatar—I sentence you to death."

"...."

Is he talking about Ethan?

Ahhh.

This guy is dead.

Shyamal let go of my hand as she stepped forward.

The air in her hand twisted as she summoned her scythe.

"I don't want to hear any more bullshit," she said, twirling her scythe to align it against her back.

"I will take care of the knights."

Her glance indicated that it was addressed to me.

"Deal with that Alexander guy."

My lips curled up in a small smile.

The sound of swords unsheathing echoed within the chaos.

I studied them—twelve knights, making sure they weren't strong enough to overwhelm Shyamal.

'They look doable.'

Alexander quietly raised his sword.

"Formation!"

He yelled, and the knights immediately formed mana shields covering their entire bodies.

"Attack—!"

The world around me blurred as I moved near-instantly towards Alexander.

A sword of mana formed in my hand, materializing from handle to curved blade.

Alexander's eyes widened as he instinctively made a shield of mana, raising it to block my strike.

My blade could cut through it like paper, but like a bat, I used it to hit his shield.

The impact threw him away like a ragdoll.

Mid-flight, he balanced himself, landing on his feet before glaring at me.

Jumping once, I gained momentum before I rushed towards him again.

Repairing his shield, he raised it once more to block my sword.

My sword tore open the shield this time, but he thrust his sword forward at my stomach.

Another sword materialized in my other hand, arching from below to deflect his sword.

I tumbled, landing on my feet as I glanced back at Shyamal.

She was doing fairly well, even though she was against twelve of them.

Only an instant later, half a dozen golden flame lances rushed towards me.

I tensed up before moving.

Letting three lances rush past me, I slashed down the other three in an instant.

But—.

The lances burst on contact, engulfing my entire body, trying to invade my mouth and nose.

Muspelh.

A spark of blue flame burned around me, sucking the golden flames away in an instant.

I walked forward as I looked at Alexander, completely baffled.

"H-how!?"

He yelled, his breath coming out in small gasps.

"That's t-the holy flame, how could you—!!"

Ignoring his babbling, I rushed towards him again.

Alexander quickly came back to his senses, sliding one of his legs back and holding his broadsword with both hands.

Raising his sword, he swung it diagonally at a threatening speed.

I slipped past it, using my momentum to skid on the surface.

Alexander quickly changed the direction of his sword, barely deflecting my attack.

"Argh!"

I skidded past him as he let out a sudden scream.

Did he strain a muscle by changing the direction of his sword?

That thought only flickered for a second before I raised my sword to slash down a boulder coming in my direction.

I glanced up as I saw the buildings themselves changing their shapes.

Alexander readied himself in that time, raising his empty hand.

"Burn."

He whispered, and the air around his hand rippled.

A cloudy mark formed before two bolts of golden lightning rushed toward me.

Dissolving one of my swords, I raised my mana-coated hand and—.

Splash!

I slapped both bolts away.

They hit the ground behind me, obliterating it completely.

"...."

Alexander blankly looked at me without blinking.

Suddenly, he yelled. "Are you an Avatar!?"

I flinched slightly, taken aback.

"Why do you say so?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.

"Only an Avatar is immune to holy energy!!"

He yelled as if it were a matter of fact.

"You are an Avatar!?"

I don't think that's the reason.

"But what's an Avatar doing with that witch?"

Alexander mumbled, his face even more confused now.

"Did that witch use black magic?"

I sighed and, within a blink of an eye, rushed toward him again.

His sword moved just in time to deflect the strike, but the next instant, I formed another sword, slashing down his side.

"Argh!"

He swallowed a groan as he tried to swing his broadsword again.

But at such close distance, it was impossible.

I grabbed his wrist before twisting it until he dropped his broadsword.

"ARGHH!!!!"

Alexander screamed as the sound of his muscles tearing and bones breaking echoed.

I didn't stop twisting his hand until he was on his knees.

Using his upper ribs as a foothold, I pulled his arm until—.

"ARGH!!!"

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His hand tore open, completely separated from his body.

Removing my foot, I threw away his hand before slowly crouching beside him.

Using Muspelh, I burned his wound so he wouldn't bleed to death.

"W-why...?"

He whispered softly, clinging to consciousness.

"Why is an.... Avatar attacking a... member of the Church?"

Hmm.

Right, for him, it may seem like a stranger is trying to attack him.

I just smiled. "Just because."

He looked—no, glared at me.

Kicking his face, I turned to look at Shyamal, who was fighting against the others.

Unsurprisingly, she had taken care of five of them while the others cautiously moved around her.

I rubbed my chin as I noticed her movements.

Despite the same attacking pattern, she had improved drastically in refining them—.

A sudden chill down my spine made me alert.

I didn't think twice before whispering, "Rejection of Time."

The world slowed down around me.

I quickly turned my head as I felt something just beside my face.

Taking a step backward, I looked at the small pieces of dirt.

But—.

I had to take another step back as they were moving at an alarming speed despite my slowing time to the fullest.

Looking around, my heart dropped as I noticed millions of small grains bursting towards us.

'It can fucking tear open a mana shield.'

Biting my lips, I looked up where the demigods were fighting.

18:38

Even the residue of their battle is threatening to normal people.

With a wave of my hand, I used condensed mana to shift it all aside.

Doing the same with Shyamal's side, I let time move to its normal flow.

"Argh!"

"Urgh!"

The knights got hit by thousands of those dirt particles as they all sustained injuries.

'What about civilians?'

I wondered as I looked around, and for some reason, none of them were injured but were standing on the side.

Someone jumped down from a falling building, holding two civilians.

"Mortis?"

I whispered, looking at the man who landed just beside the civilians.

Placing them down, he looked at me and my surroundings.

Giving me a nod, he vanished.

No, he moved too fast for me to notice.

"What happened?" Shyamal asked, tilting her head in confusion.

"Nothing."

I whispered softly before turning towards Alexander.

But—.

Once more, debris and dirt started to cover the entire place.

Just as I shifted to move, someone grabbed me from my side.

I blinked.

And the next instant, I was falling from the sky.

Resisting the urge to unfold my wings, I tried to keep my eyes open.

Looking down, I noticed a half-broken building.

Covering myself with mana, I braced for impact.

Just as I landed, I rolled, dispersing the impact all over my body.

The sound of clapping made me look up.

A girl wearing a mask sat right in front of me, her legs folded.

Her dull gray eyes stared into mine.

"That was a nice landing."

Zeline said, holding a chain-hook.

*****

Everyone tensed up as reality itself blurred in front of their eyes.

"That I am—."

Six different Samyazas stood all around them.

"—Omnipresent."

They all turned towards their respective Samyaza.

With one single move, he made the fight even between them.

Gwenyra's eyes burned as her plan to jump on him failed.

She wasn't sure how to beat that monster, but she wasn't going to back down either.

"Cat got your tongue?"

Samyaza asked with a mocking smile on his face.

Pope Donus was the first to step forward, his hatred for Samyaza was clear in his eyes.

"We need your permission to open our kingdoms."

He said, looking at the giant woman.

It's impossible to open their kingdom forcefully.

Unless someone is stronger than the person in whose kingdom they are trapped.

Gwenyra nodded softly.

With one raise of her hand, the space around them stretched.

She gave all of them enough space to fight with him, yet she can't stretch the space infinitely, so they were still close.

Samyaza looked around curiously.

He was in no hurry to end the fight early.

What he was here for was to determine the level of demigod right now.

"God Elohim has never forgiven you."

Donus said, making Samyaza glance at him.

"The scar you gave him will never be forgotten."

"Aw, come on. It's been so long since that happened."

Samyaza scoffed, ignoring the glare Donus was giving him.

"He was so weak back then, just a demigod with a tiny bit of divinity."

"Shut up, you feathery bastard."

Donus growled as a staff appeared in his hand.

"You do not deserve to live in this world."

Samyaza smiled. "Can't believe Elohim let his followers know how I beat him down."

"I said shut up!!"

Donus yelled as he slammed the base of his staff on the air.

The world around him rippled, turning, and in an instant, a golden palace appeared behind him.

Samyaza whistled as he looked at the glowing palace that had a small amount of Elohim's divinity.

Without a word, he pointed his staff at Samyaza.

The world around them twisted, the palace moved in an uncanny way.

And—.

In the blink of an eye.

-----

Samyaza clasped his hands behind him as he looked around.

The inside of the palace was made up of thousands of small and large gears that moved slowly.

Everything looked symmetrical, and the flow of time felt distorted.

"I must say."

Samyaza smiled, looking in a certain direction.

"It's impressive."

Donus appeared from the direction he was looking at.

"Don't be too happy."

He said as he slammed his staff once again.

"We are just getting started."

The world around Samyaza blurred in real time.

Gravity increased tenfold, swallowing him down.

But just when Samyaza looked down, there was endless darkness.

As if he was getting sucked into the abyss.

Samyaza smiled as he whispered.

"The illusion will break."

And that's exactly what happened.

He blinked, and he was back to where he stood.

But—.

This time, his hands and legs were tied up with the chains that were connected to the gears.

And—.

The gears were moving.

They were slowly stretching his body in every direction.

"The chains will break."

Just as Samyaza whispered.

The chains broke.

He stretched his body as he looked at Pope Donus standing on the top floor.

"What else can you do, old man?"

Donus raised his staff, glaring at him.

The gears stopped moving before they started to move backwards.

Everything turned still, including Samyaza himself.

Raising his staff, Donus threw it at the man at a threatening speed.

The staff lodged itself in his body, tearing his heart.