Chapter 861 Six to One

"One down… six to go."

Emery calmly said, as he stared at the female acolyte inside the block of ice.

Without giving anyone a moment to respond, Emery struck the block of ice with his claws, destroying it to pieces with just one hit.

At that moment, Fei Ling's calm and rather smug demeanor had been replaced by utter shock. The sword expert froze in place as her eyes stuck to Emery's raised claws, causing her complexion to instantly pale.

She knew what those claws were going to pierce next.

"Wait, wait, wait… I was just ordered to…"

Fear and helplessness were apparent on the girl's face, but the anger within him felt much stronger than usual, making him care less about what he was about to do to the female acolyte.

Emery knew the urge to inflict pain, kill or at least pierce his claws into her was the side effect of the fey transformation, so he quickly took a deep breath and tried to regain his control.

Although he had injured Abrafo quite severely, At least he knew the [Spirit Devour] skill did not directly hit the earth acolyte. However, this one was different.

With just one swing, he would definitely inflict a critical wound on Fei Ling. Or worse, he might even kill her on the spot.

Even though he did not start the fight, Emery did not doubt killing a privileged acolyte would lead to more trouble for not only him, but others around him as well. Unlike him, these people had large factions or powerful families behind them.

Hence, Emery gritted his teeth and tried his hardest to resist the boiling rage. He successfully pulled his claws back to his arm with force, but as a result, a small pang of pain hit his chest.

Noticing the opportunity, Fei Ling used her last skill to blast away from the plant entanglement and swiftly swung her sword trying to slash her way out. Unfortunately, Emery reacted faster and smashed the girl hard to the ground before throwing her with all his strength, causing the acolyte to crash onto the nearest trees and instantly faint.

"Two down… five to go."

As he observed his surroundings and his eyes finally fell on Armand, he found the acolyte glaring daggers at him.

"Brother Bradley, let's attack him together! And you, Atlas! What are you doing!? Attack!"

Upon meeting their hostile glares, Emery did not hesitate to glare back at all five of them.

At this moment, Emery really wished to unleash all the anger he had been suppressing on these idiots. He gave them one last chance to think it through, but they rejected it yet again.

"If you don't leave on the count of three... I will retaliate."

This did not make them rethink their next course of action. On the contrary, Emery's words struck their nerves and provoked them even more, causing them to hastily prepare their most powerful moves. In just a moment, Bradley had once again engulfed himself with his only tier 6 buffing spell while the three Nephilims finally used their family's divine skill.

[Angelic Descent]

A pair of wings made of golden energy swiftly formed on Armand's back. Immediately after, one golden wing formed on each of the other two, allowing the three of them to float into the air and boost their spirit attack, consequently allowing all 12 soaring shuttles to dash with double their speed and strength.

Swishhー

Just like a flaming meteor, Bradley dashed toward him and swung his enormous sword.

Clank!

With Emery's successful block of Bradley's first attack, one word came out of his mouth.

"One!"

"Aaaarrghh! You dare! I'll kill you!"

The fire magus once again fiercely swung his sword. This time, however, Emery's feet were freed. Even with the 12 powerful soaring shuttles dashing around, Emery was still able to dodge, parry and block the combination attacks of all four of them with ease.

"Two!"

Clankk! Clankk!

Emery's sword mastery alone was already not to be underestimated. Added with the balanced dark savage blade and over 361 points of battle power, the four were no match for him.

Splattt!

Because of the multiple fast-moving shuttles, Bradley managed to land a heavy hit on Emery's shoulder and cracked open his [Jade Skin] with his flaming sword. This caused Emery to bleed quite severely, and in turn, put a wide grin on the bully's face.

Unfortunately, before Bradley could savor the moment, his smile disappeared with the deep wound he had just inflicted as Emery's [Undecaying Flesh] kicked in.

The fire magus' eyes widened in disbelief.

"Impossible! What are you!?"

Emery did not respond. Instead, the only word that came out of his mouth was, "Three."

Immediately after, a large amount of dark mist suddenly covered the area they were fighting in. It was a simple darkness spell, [Dark Smoke].

"Don't think you can hide! We are spirit readers, we can tell where you are!" Armand shouted.

Bradley, however, blindly swung his sword around in the darkness until he suddenly heard a scream from the distance.

"Arrghhh!"

"Who!? Who's there!"

Immediately after, another scream came from another direction, causing the fire magus to panic even more.

"Armand! What happened!? Armand!"

"I am here! Huh! That bastard! You can't hide from me!"

Relief washed over Bradley when he heard Armand's voice respond to his call. However, while he was still listening, Armand's voice abruptly stopped and a different voice replaced it.

"You're next."

"Arghh! Show your face if you dare! You coward!"

As soon as he said those words of challenge, the dark smoke suddenly cleared out, revealing Emery in front of him. Bradley looked around to check on the others, and apart from Atlas who was still standing at the back, the three Nephilims were gone.

"What did you do to them!?" Bradley angrily questioned.

In response, Emery only put his index finger on his lips signaling him to be quiet, before pointing his finger up. The fire magus hurriedly looked up. To his surprise, all three Nephilims were entangled by roots above in an unconscious state.

The moment the fire magus looked up, Emery quickly threw a powerful 361-point battle power punch to his stomach, causing him to be thrown back a few steps and kneel in pain.

"Just admit defeat!" Emery coldly asked while looking down on the fire magus. As the guy was still coughing in pain, Emery turned to look at the last guy still standing, the half-man half-machine Atlas.

"What about you? Are you ready to fight?"

However, before he could hear a response from the half-machine, Emery suddenly sensed a few more figures flying toward the island, causing him to subconsciously furrow his brows.

1… 2… 4…

"Who is it this time?"