Chapter 127 127: Rapid Kills 2



[Ding! Congratulations, Player Evan, for killing a level 9 Awakened Soul Cultivator.]

[Gained +90 EXP!]

[Gained a slight increment in your constitution stat!]

Evan heard the notification ring in his mind, and without delay, he retreated into the safety of his shadow once more.

Thud!

Just then, a thump sounded as the frostweaver's head, which Evan had sent soaring into the sky with a brutal slash, crashed onto the ground.

The noise reverberated through the clearing, immediately grabbing the attention of the frostweavers who were busy tormenting Jack.

They pivoted around to face the source of the sound, only to be confronted with the ghastly sight of their younger cousin's headless corpse lying nearby, while his severed head rolled a short distance away, its eyes staring blankly into the distance. 

Blood was spurting out of the stump of the neck, staining the grass beneath it in a gory crimson slush.

It was a horrifying sight.

"Be careful. There is something nefarious lurking in this clearing."

The person who had spoken felt a sharp, searing pain surge through his body, causing him to wince in agony. As he looked down, he saw a glimmering sword thrust through his stomach, its icy blade emanating an unbearable chill that seemed to freeze him from the inside out. He could feel the piercing coldness of the blade coursing through his veins, numbing his senses and leaving him disoriented.

ραпdα -n૦νe| , c૦m "I'm afraid you realized that too late," a low voice that sounded dark and menacing taunted him from behind.

Those were the final words he heard before the sword impaling him released a frosty breath, causing him to be enveloped in an icy prison that encased him from head to toe. The glacial tendrils of the frozen block that he was trapped in seemed to cling to him with a relentless grip, numbing his senses and leaving him paralyzed in a frigid stasis.

Evan raised his sword and struck the frozen figure with the hilt, shattering the ice into a thousand pieces. The tiny pieces reflected the scarce light in the area, sparkling like diamonds and raining down on the clearing, resembling a shower of frozen crystals.

[Ding! Congratulations, Player Evan, for killing a level 7 Awakened Soul Cultivator. As a result, you get +70 EXP and a +2 point increment in your constitution stat!]

The remaining frostweavers finally became aware of the identity of their mysterious attacker, who had been causing chaos among them.

And they felt afraid.

After all, it only took half a minute for Evan to claim the life of their leader and vice-leader.

Their attention was elsewhere, so Jack, who was covered in injuries, took the chance to escape their encirclement and escape with his life. Before rushing into the trees, he shot Evan a grateful look. 

"You! You killed my boyfriend! You took away the only person I loved in this world! Prepare to pay with your life!"

A woman with vibrant blue hair, who happened to be the girlfriend of the man Evan had just taken down, stormed out from the pack of frostweavers. Her hair and eyes were sparkly like stars in the night sky, and that made her stand out. In her hand was a sharp dagger that she charged with lethal force before hurling it forward.

Whoosh!

The dagger hurtled through the air and charged straight towards Evan.

Thanks to his impressive DEX and AGT stats, Evan was able to evade the attack by quickly sidestepping, barely avoiding the fatal blow by an inch. The dagger moved passed him and hit a tree that was behind him, causing it to explode. Wooden shrapnels were sent flying in all directions.

"Looks like I need to work on my reflexes," Evan said.

"You won't get the chance," she hissed and took out another dagger, sprinting towards Evan with lethal intent.

Evan's figure moved so swiftly that her eyes couldn't track his movements. Suddenly, he appeared right in front of her, almost as if he had teleported. Before she could react, his fist connected with her pretty face, unleashing a crushing impact that shattered her delicate features like a ripe watermelon. The sound of the impact reverberated through the air, punctuated only by the sickening squelch of the blood squirting from the stump of the headless corpse.

[Ding! Congratulations, Player Evan, for killing a level 7 Awakened Soul Cultivator. As a result, you get +70 EXP and a +2 point increment in your constitution stat!]

"You know what? Regardless of whether my reflexes improve or not in the future, you'll never get the chance to witness it." As he gazed at her lifeless body, Evan declared emotionlessly.

"Impressive strength," a frostweaver commented, and Evan turned towards him, only to hear. "But against our combined might, you shall also fall."

"You know what's funny? The triplets of the House of Blizzard had said the same thing when they fought me. But now they're transversing the river Styx, and I am still alive." Evan retorted indifferently.

The Frostweaver was enraged, and he said, "Show him what we are capable of when we work together!"

The Frostweavers lifted their swords in perfect synchronization, and a mist of frost began emanating from beneath their feet. Gradually, the vapors amassed into a single point, hovering between the tips of their blades. Soon, the energy condensed into an enormous ice spell.

The ice spell was a breathtaking and fearsome spectacle, resembling a whirlpool comprised of razor-sharp ice shards.

They brought their swords down in unison, and the ice spell above them hurtled forward at an astonishing speed, tracing a direct path toward Evan with lethal precision. Its force was so immense that it made the air vibrate and shimmer with an ethereal radiance.

Evan, on the other hand, appeared nonchalant, his countenance displaying a self-assured smile. He refrained from acting until it appeared to those observing that he had succumbed to the ice spell's fury. Just as the ice shard whirlpool appeared to be on the brink of engulfing him, he disappeared into a blur of motion, yet the massive bulk of the vortex obscured the onlookers' view of what had occurred.

Boom!

A resounding reverberation rang out, and the ground trembled as the massive ice spell that was created with the combined effort of four frostweavers struck the earth, triggering a massive explosion that instantaneously froze half of the clearing in a shower of glittering ice crystals.