One after another, different lights fell on Cain, healing and casting various buffs on him. They fell like rain with no signs of stopping on the other side of the area where the archer was residing. Hundreds of voices full of hate, misery, and vengeance resounded. They were bawling, shrieking, and laughing maniacally.
- WHAT IS THIS???!!! WHO ARE YOU!!! Waaaahh, Arthur has suffered enough; please don't make him hurt anymore! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ARTHUR!!!! Please! Stop this! I don't want this! YOU BITCH!!! HOW DARE YOU!!! -
"F*CKING DICKTRAPS [FREEZE ARROW]! DO YOU THINK THAT'S A PERCENT OF WHAT ARTHUR FELT? [OPEN WOUNDS]! WE WERE SUPPOSED TO COME HOME AND MAKE LOVE! [FURIOUS GALE]!"
Bruno tried to dodge the ice arrow flying to him at high speeds, but the trajectory was different from what he saw, so it grazed his shoulder. The fierce momentum threw him down. It was exactly like his vision; no matter what he did, he would die here today.
A light of red fell upon him as he felt his wounds hurt more. Wind blades suddenly arrived and slashed his legs apart, removing two limbs from his lower half. In his fright, he tried to crawl away while pitifully crying. This woman was an absolute lunatic. He should have stayed at home.
"HAHAHA AH, YOU F*KING ASSHOLES [WIND TEMPEST]! WHERE ARE YOU GOING? [SLOW]! STAY THERE, YOU F*KER [QUICKSAND]! I SAID STAY! [GRAVITY 40X]! I WAS ABOUT TO GET MY P*SSY SHAFTED! [LIGHTNING STORM]!"
As wind blades sliced him open with a thousand cuts, he kept crawling; even after his body slowed down, the archer tried moving. When the ground turned liquid, he continued floundering. As the Asgardian body felt crushed by the immense gravity, his mind started slipping away.
-ARTHUR, PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME! WHY WOULD YOU DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS!!!! ARTHUR, MY LOVE, I WILL TAKE ON THE WORLD FOR YOU! DON'T HURT HIM, YOU LOLICON F*CKER! HE DOESN'T DESERVER THIS, YOU SANSORÐINN DICKTRAPS! LET MY HUSBAND GO! ARTHUR!!!!!!!!-
Lightning bolts fell from the sky as his armor broke into pieces from the intense strain. The warrior's flesh started melting as fires began ravaging his body even after the weapons of Zeus stopped.
"WAHHH, DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW LONG I HAVE BEEN WAITING! [DELAY DEATH]! I'M GOING TO F*CK YOU UP! [BRITTLE]! NO ONE LIKES GETTING CUCKED, YOU SANSORÐINN DICKTRAP [BROKEN ARMOR]! CAIN HEARD MO. OH NO!!!! [INCREASED PAIN]! HAHAHAHA, I HOPE YOUR ASSHOLE IS READY!! [BRITTLE]! [BROKEN ARMOR]! [INCREASED PAIN]! [BRITTLE]! [BROKEN ARMOR]! [INCREASED PAIN]!"
Suddenly gaining clarity of mind, Bruno felt like cursing the heavens. What did he do to deserve this? All he did was murder and force himself on a couple of hundred orcs. He was an upright Asgardian citizen. He never hurt anyone. As he felt the minuscule force in his body disappear.
-YOU! WHO THE F*CK ARE YOU, YOU WHITE-HAIRED GOATEED SANSORÐINN MOTHERF*CKER! GO BACK AND SHAFT YOUR DARLING LOLI ASS DICKSOW!! YOU DISGUSTING PERVERTED DICKTRAP!! GET AWAY FROM MY HUSBAND! -
He felt his bones turning brittle, and his muscles, whatever was left of them, started hurting a hundred times more. The Asgardian's already almost nonexistent skin started ripping like a piece of cloth. Then, finally, he saw the skies open as a massive golden 70-meter Javelin descended. All he could think of was if he reincarnated, he would start worlds away from this bitch.
"YOU UP FOR COMPARING DICK SIZES, YOU DICKTRAP! [GAEBOLG]! YOUR ASSHOLE IS GOING TO BLEED REALLY BAD HAHAHAHAAHAH [DELAYED START]! HERE IT COMES, MOTHERF*CKER [BOOST]! WAAHH CAIIN IS GOING TO HATE ME WAAHHH! [INCREASE DAMAGE]! GREET MY PARENTS. HELLO, YOU F*CKER! [BOOST]! TELL THEM I AM A GOOD GIRL! [INCREASE DAMAGE]! [BOOST]! [INCREASE DAMAGE]!"
Jin, Abel, and Cain all felt their hearts gripped in fear; in a short duration of 30 seconds, over a thousand voices over hundreds of spells were cast. They knew the burden a mage had to endure to release a single spell if one was to case a bit greater than their force pool.
They would first get headaches, followed by concussions leading to comas, with death as the final state. El's current limit was two spells simultaneously. She had long surpassed the threshold for a coma.
Cain, in particular, was visibly distraught as he knew the damage would arrive once the rebound occurred. As the giant spear started pointing down, even Clegane was silent. Thousands of Asgardians began rushing out the gate when they saw a massive spear pointed to a particular ground spot.
However, what troubled Cain and Abel more were the garbled shouts in between the ones resounding in the air. They sounded like El was shouting underwater. Neither could make sense of it, but they felt their bodies burn in a fury. Something has gone horribly wrong.
El was arguing with someone; it had all kinds of information from Cain leaving her, the two of them being married, something terrible happening to Cain, and finally, to someone, she calls a white-haired goateed lolicon.
Cain was about to use [Citius quam lux] when the pressure suddenly disappeared. A figure shot towards the giant spear like a bullet and smashed it with a simple kick. At least, that is what they thought would happen. The kicked spear vanished like a mirage, and in its place, the 70-meter spear reappeared a few meters away and was pointed at the figure who had just arrived.
"YOU!!! IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU!!!! YOU ARE THE REASON EVERYTHING WENT TO SHIT!!!! YOU SELFISH SANSORÐINN DICKTRAP, IT WAS ALL BECAUSE OF YOU!!!! YOU WHITE-HAIRED GOATEED SANSORÐINN MOTHER F*CKER! FOR HURTING MY HUSBAND, I WILL END YOU! [GAEBOLG!]"
El was hysterically shouting as she started to bleed from all seven orifices; even as she did so, her eyes were still nailed to the man she considered the universe's greatest sinner.
The giant golden spear flew at the words of its master as it streaked to impale the mage's assailant. Its power exceeded 3-Sun, and the Force behind it was capable of annihilating Black Hammer fortress.
An older man with white hair could be seen in front of the spear as he took a horse stance and punched the gigantic spear in a simple motion. Unable to endure the power of the white-haired warrior, the spear shattered like glass and disappeared without a trace.
*CRACK* *SHATTER*
"El!"
Cain cried out when he saw the mage assaulted by shadows as they wrapped around her entire body. They bound her hands and feet together like a mummy. A white-haired warrior with a goatee appeared to catch her as she lost her balance and fell.
Numerous scars on his half-exposed chest and back were visible as they showed the injuries the Asgardian had to endure. He was wearing an eastern-style robe with large silver pauldrons on his shoulders. His right hand flickered to El's back in a light chop, and his left caught her waist.
The Asgardians were in awe of the demonstration of the warrior's skills; they felt the intense power radiating from the 5-kilometer field. So, when it suddenly disappeared, everyone knew the old figure suppressed it with more force.
A murmur spread among the Asgardians, which quickly enveloped the whole area.
"Sun ranked, eastern robes, white hair, and uses shadow gloves… that's Rai Seventh! By Odin's beard, it's the Asgardian enforcer! The Asgardian enforcer is here!"
Cain stared at the older man in hatred as he quietly uttered.
"Vasiliás. . ."
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Proofread By: Pearl_Wang, ThePotatoKing
Edited By: WorthyAdversary