273 Chapter 273: Heavy price for victory

At this point, the young paladin was utterly confused, even though the death mage was terrifying and powerful, Blake's power was diabolic and devilish. For some reason, he truly believed this kid is the devil and he was still hiding a huge part of his power. The young paladin only hated the death mage but for some reason, he felt that this disciple of the death mage would be the one to bring about destruction and calamity to the world.

"You have to die here!" All the fear in his eyes vanished replaced with righteous determination.

Blake watched the young paladin walk over to his magic broadsword without making a move. He patiently waited for the youth to pull the sword out of the ground and take a fighting stance before he spoke.

"You still have the courage to fight? You truly deserve all the praise I have showered upon you from the start" Blake laughed lightly while he spoke.

"I don't need your praises… I just wish to do my duty as a paladin of the creator and vanquish all evil!" the young paladin roared.

"Vanquish all evil… Duty as a paladin… if only you don't spurt out nonsense every thirty seconds I would have spared your life and made you my friend." Blake spoke these words with an innocent look on his face.

Sliver level combat technique: Accelerate!

Wooosh!

The paladin was done talking, utilizing a silver combat technique to boost his already insane speed, the young paladin appeared right in front of Blake, brandishing his blade at him ruthlessly.

The sudden attack caught Blake off guard since he was expecting the young paladin to reply. He had only enough time to take a step back and the ten undead puppets could only take a step forward before the young paladin's blade reached his neck.

Xiu!

Blake's decapitated head was sent flying high, but the young paladin knew the battle was far from over. He watched Blake's headless body attempt to reach for its head while the undead puppets lunged at him.

"Hell no!" The young paladin roared and struck forward once again. This time he was aiming to severe Blake's body from his lower half but then he felt a sharp pain on his chest.

Puti!

The young paladin felt a sharp pain on his chest but he managed to push himself backward in a bid to create some distance between himself and all ten undead puppets. Seeing these puppets had no intention of chasing after him, the young paladin tore his shirt apart only to see a bulging spider-shaped lump on his skin. He quickly pulled out a dagger from his boot and drove it into that spot and watched green blood spray out, followed with the cries of a dying spider.

"Damn curse magic!" He muttered before he began his prayer

Holy prayer: Purify!

Holy prayer: Cure!

Using the purify spell to removed any unseen spiritual damage caused by the curse magic and the cure to heal his injuries, especially the deep cut on his chest caused by Blake's bare hand. He still couldn't understand how someone is able to use their body as a weapon, but he didn't dwell on this thought for long before pushing it aside. He had already concluded that Blake is not human, so he shouldn't be surprised if Blake does something new.

With his injuries healed, the young paladin's condition looked better but that didn't mean he was perfectly fine. The healing spells only dealt with damages and didn't focus on replenishing lost stamina. The young paladin could only walk towards Blake once again in hopes of ending this battle as soon as possible.

"I can see your control over the dead is not as strong as the rest… they can only perform basic tasks and are more like husks rather than fighters…" the young paladin sneered.

"My control over this branch of magic is still poor, that's why I can't utilize them properly… It all seems strange to me…" Blake who had reattached his head answered truthfully but his eyes portrayed his intentions to kill the young paladin!

"Good��"

BAM!

The young paladin shot forward once again and this time his body was completely shrouded in golden light, immediately he arrived, Blake was prepared and spat out a mouthful of black smoke with quickly expanded and covered their area. Within the black smoke, he slithered around, gazing at the golden figure who was chanting something.

Maybe he is trying to destroy my magic… I won't give him a chance!

Blake pushed his thought aside and slithered towards the golden figure at a terrifying speed with hopes of killing him off with a single strike but when he was only ten meters away he realized he had just stepped into a concealed magic array, prepared by the paladin

Holy prayer: Bind!

Holy prayer: Divine strike!

Before Blake could flee he was bound by numerous golden chains and a blade shrouded in holy aura was heading straight for his head this time not the neck. The young paladin was planning to split his head in two and if this happens, he will definitely die if his brain is split in two.

His ability may resemble Derik's undying body but it wasn't as good as Derik's. No matter what he did, his power was always inferior to Derik's, the only difference is that he had more spells and useful ones at that.

The panicked expression on his face vanished and was replaced with a sly smile. Suddenly a black needle surrounded by diabolic death aura shot out of Blake's mouth, drilling through the paladin's throat, stopping the youth's killing move.

Bang!

The magic weapon fell off the hands of the youth first before the youth fell on his knees. He looked like he wanted to say something but he kept coughing out blood and his complexion had already turned pale.

"Let us die together… You evil!" The youth managed to mutter, before using his last strength to dive towards the chained Blake.

At this moment, Blake was terrified and struggled with the chain relentlessly. He never expected this noble to be so daring and suicidal. Jean and Dimitris quickly rushed forward but they were both sent flying back by an invisible golden barrier that surrounded Blake and the paladin. The barrier was made with holy power, meant to repel all evil and it did its work at the last moment!

"Haaaaaa!!!!!" Blake roared furiously, surrounding himself with a pillar of corrosive death aura, he was hoping the paladin would not be able to get through to him but to his greatest surprise, the paladin reached for Blake not bothered by the fact that his hand was rotting away slowly.

"Does the devil experience fear? Let's find out my friend…" The Paladin said and his eyes turned golden and his body lit up.

"No! you will die!" Blake cried out when he realized the youth was planning to detonate his golden soul, in a bid to deal optimum damage.

"if only you don't spurt out nonsense every thirty seconds I would have spared your life and made you my friend…" The paladin repeated Blake's exact words a few moments ago before he exploded.