Chapter 683 The Punishment

As both of them were injured, the strength of their Holy Will slowly declined.

But even so, the force was still significant and was at least stronger than what Orval could have done while he was alive.

Jordan's head was bleeding, but he didn't care much. He frantically released countless runes and transformed them into various weapons, desperately wanting to kill Hobson.

Harrison was furious too. Despite his oozing blood and torn heart, he charged towards Hobson with all his might.

Various kinds of Holy Will attacks fell upon Hobson, all fatal and potentially disastrous. Within a few seconds, Hobson's body had suffered hundreds of injuries. However, they were all completely treated by the old man.

But since he had to use his Life True Rule to cure Hobson frequently, the old man himself had now consumed too much of his Spirit Power and was slowly growing weary.

With his body breaking and healing over and over again, Hobson found it difficult to bear the pain any longer.

"Kill them!" the Crimson Sea Sect leader, Harrison, thundered as he waved his hands.

Instantly, two streams of blood gushed out of his palms. One was aimed at the old man, the other charged its way towards Hobson.

As for Jordan, he had already approached the old man and launched a large amount of runes at him.

They caught the signs of weariness on the old man's face. This made them believe that as long as they struck him and distracted his attention from Hobson, killing Hobson would become much easier for them.

As the old man was constantly moving through the space, Jordan and Harrison couldn't inflict much harm on him. But even so, constantly healing Hobson had worn the old man out. Hobson could feel the recovering process get slower and more painful.

'If it goes on like this, I will die without a doubt, ' he thought ruefully. He sensed that the old man's ability to master the space and repair his body was waning noticeably.

"Sir, please aid me with your Space True Rule!" Hobson called out to the old man, then released his overbearing Fringe Holy Will and raced towards Harrison.

Given the circumstances, the old man had no choice but to try his best to control the Space True Rule so that Hobson would be able to dodge Harrison's attack and then charge him.

A howl ripped through the air. Harrison thundered as he noticed Hobson coming his way, a furious light shining in his eyes. In this critical moment of life and death, he released all his power.

But by then, Hobson's spear had already been unleashed in Harrison's direction.

After a harsh clang, Hobson's spear was smashed to pieces.

Harrison's energized Holy Will had broken through Hobson's spear and blasted upon his body.

"Jordan, aim at the old man!" Harrison shouted to Jordan.

Grabbing this opportune moment, Jordan revealed all his runes and assailed the old man.

As Hobson's body exploded in the blast, the old man had no time nor spare energy left to deal with Jordan's attack. Hastily, he fumbled to heal Hobson without heeding the approaching danger. Jordan's blow fell upon the old man and the force of it flung him against the stone wall. It was a very damaging blow that a big chasm appeared in the wall.

For the first time since this whole ordeal had started, the old man had failed to escape the blow. It was plain that the reason for this failure was that Hobson was too weak and frail that th

t!" Harrison cursed, looking furiously at Arlo's receding figure. 'Even Arlo has fled away, then what is keeping me here?' Making up his mind, Harrison quickly followed wherever Arlo was headed. Dexter also followed them.

Darren and Hobson were about to chase after them when the old man stopped them.

They turned to him and found drops of sweat coursing down his face.

"Stop chasing them! I am so very exhausted. Let's get some rest until my Spirit Power is replenished," the old man suggested, panting heavily. Needless to say, as he had been using two kinds of true rules from the start of the battle, he had now consumed too much of his energy. His Spirit Power also seemed to have now become fragile and unclear.

"Are you all right, sir?" Darren squatted down and helped the old man up by the arm.

"I have activated my Life True Rule for more than a thousand times today. It's hard for me to hold on anymore. I need to recuperate," the old man explained.

It was widely known that one needed to consume a significant amount of Spirit Power to resurrect a life, not to mention reviving a life so many times in such a short period of time.

"I understand. We'll go after them after you've completely recovered," Darren answered and nodded his head.

Apart from his concern over the old man's health, Darren knew that his enemy had no power to escape the Mythological Palace. With that in mind, catching up to them would be just a matter of time.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes were full of fear.

"Oh, No. It's coming," the old man murmured.

"What's wrong, sir? Are they coming back?" Darren inquired, looking puzzled. Hobson looked up at the space passage warily, but he didn't see anything out of place.

"No, it's not them. It's the punishment." The old man's face went as pale as death as he wailed.

Before they could understand what was going on, a stone door appeared in the air above the old man.

With a creaking sound, the door slowly opened. Nothing could be seen except for the complete darkness that came from within.

Gradually, a streak of faint red lightning lit up and streamed towards them. The space seemed to have no restriction over the red lightning. It grew both brighter and stronger, until it fell on the old man's body.