Chapter 1508 - No Guarantee
The three powerhouses clenched their teeth, never having been pushed towards this kind of situation before. The opponent was not openly hostile but was demanding to let him go so he could leave her be as well. There was a valid chance that they could stabilize this precarious situation. Their understanding was needed, especially because they sent most of their powerhouses to the Twilight Shade Valley, leaving them with only their leaders to take care of the situation.
However, at minimum, it would take a minute or so, but in confrontations between two powerhouses, even a second was life-changing, much less when that powerhouse held a hostage of extreme value.
They couldn’t afford to slip up, or they would end up taking the brunt of letting their Young Villa Mistress die!
"Looks like you all don’t want her legs..."
Davis’s cold yet hoarse voice echoed out as he looked as if he was about to rip her leg apart.
"Wait!"
That powerhouse raised his hands in surrender.
"We’ll let you go! However, you must leave her before you-"
*Rip!~*
Schleya clenched her teeth in excruciating pain as her other leg was ruthlessly ripped apart as well! Her pupils trembled like crazy, but she refused to let out a scream of pain even though it felt almost unbearable.
"Bastard!!!"
"Alakyen! Stop!"
The two other powerhouses grabbed both of that powerhouse’s arms before he could do anything to worsen the situation.
"It’s pretty obvious you’re buying for time, so I’ll reciprocate your actions, Alakyen. There’s no next time."
Davis shrugged his shoulder and caught the slipping woman with his hand as he grasped her pale white neck soft to the touch, letting her hang from mid-air while blood continued pouring out from her severed legs.
"Oh?"
Looking at the legless woman staring at him with pure hatred and killing intent, Davis became mesmerized. Her title as the Young Blood Demoness sure did live up to its name. There was not a hint of moisture in her eyes while she didn’t seem to be crying nor complaining at all.N♡vεlB¡n: Transforming Moments into Memories.
He tightened his grasp over her neck and saw her expression contort before he readied his fist, ready to punch her into oblivion.
"Wait! Stop... Stop!"
Alakyen instantly explained what had happened with a soul transmission before he received a resounding slap to his face, making him tremble from experiencing extreme humiliation at this moment. However, he didn’t dare say anything to the woman who slapped him, the Veinblood Rune Protector.
However, the two other powerhouses suddenly reacted before they took out messaging talismans.
"Help! The dark fog has been breached in multiple locations, and the four powerhouses could not defend against their onslaught!"
A helpless and desperate voice echoed out, causing their expressions to change,
"Useless! Not only did you fail to protect the Young Blood Demoness, but you also left our Territory to be breached. Alakyen, you will be punished if you don’t receive some achievements on the battlefield. Now begone!"
The black-white robed woman, the Veinblood Rune Protector, practically screamed at Alakyen, who then humiliatingly nodded and left along with the two other powerhouses.
The Veinblood Rune Protector and the Windblade Rune Protector both looked at each other before they split up, looking for any trails they could find as they headed in the direction of Poison Lord Villa Territory Gate and Alstreim Family Territory Gate.
Both of these directions were east and south, respectively. However, in the west, where it led to no Territory Gate but just enclosed by the dark fog, two figures flew while black energy covered them.
Davis used his Dark Conceal Shroud Art with his newly improved Soul Forging Cultivation.
However, he was not using his death energy to energize his concealment technique, but he was using darkness energy. The concealment wasn’t as good as his previous concealment using Fallen Heaven’s death energy or Nadia’s concealment, but it still did compare to him using his unfleshed-out death energy and was enough to lose the eyes of those three Low-Level Law Rune Stage Powerhouses who were following him.
He looked at the Young Blood Demoness and took a closer look at her features. Beautiful crimson eyes, blackish-crimson hair that stretched till her waist, and a sumptuous figure that really did more or less invoke his l.u.s.t. Her scent had also been voraciously provoking, almost tempting him until he severed her legs which just left her with the scent of blood.
Nevertheless, looking at her eyes that were seething with rage, he laughed.
"Ahaha! This would’ve gone so much easier if I was dealing with some righteous path power, but oh well, don’t blame me for losing your two legs today. In any case, you’ll easily be able to regain it as I didn’t use my energy to sever it anyway."
"You... I’ll kill you...!"
Schleya uttered hatefully. She didn’t take her eyes off him and kept casting him a death stare.
"Don’t act so innocent when I know that you kill innocent people for fun or their blood. I’m curious, how many innocents have you killed?"
"..."
She remained silent, just keeping her prickling glare at him.
"I’ve killed millions, but you call yourself Young Blood Demoness? How amusing..."
"Who are you? If you were really a cultivator who killed millions of people, then you are already renowned amidst our wicked path world. However, they could only be counted on a few hands, and none of them would act like you, kidnapping me for escaping instead of outright killing those powerhouses!"
Davis narrowed his eyes, but he then abruptly chuckled.