Chapter 1569 - Hexed
Before the shock could even fade from the eyes of the many powerhouses present, Isabella shot forwards, her eyes blazing with killing intent as she instantly arrived before the Poison Mistress, intending to behead her as she swung the sword that she held in her hand.
The Poison Mistress’s scalp turned numb as she dodged. She knew that an attack was coming at her the moment Isabella’s killing intent was directed at her.
However, she was too late even when she saw it coming.
Isabella’s sword streaked right through the arm that she had just finished regenerating, causing blood to gush out like a fountain!
The force of Isabella’s sword swing didn’t stop there but took the lives of three Low-Level Law Rune Stage Powerhouses while many became deeply injured with their bodies being split into two.
Isabella didn’t stop there as she glanced at the aftermath. The sword that swung to one side stopped, only to slash back, intending to behead the Poison Mistress this time without fail, and indeed, the Poison Mistress could no longer dodge, looking frightened as if her soul already left her body.
"Father!"
"Hysteria!"
The Poison Lord bellowed with an enraged expression on his face, a dark crimson imprint appearing on his palm as he struck against Isabella’s attack. The sharp crimson stinger he wore on his index finger elongated and clashed.
*Clang!~*
The sharp crimson stinger shattered into many pieces as it was struct by the sword blade.
Isabella’s sword swing changed directions but didn’t lose its momentum as it cut down his arm along with his shoulder. At the same time, the force of the sword that traveled forward without limiting sliced the Poison Mistress’s other arm and killing two more Low-Level Law Rune Stage Powerhouses.
Blood splashed again almost everywhere amongst the Poison Lord Villa’s Powerhouses, causing everyone to look aghast towards Isabella’s prowess.
She... she was just too overpowered! Like a Matriarch of a Dragon Family!
They belatedly noticed that the sword she was using, the one with the brown hilt and a long golden blade, emitted the undulations of Peak-Level Emperor Grade. It made their hearts tremble in trepidation, wondering if it was one at the very peak of what could be found in the entire Fifty-Two Territories.
They watched her pause for a moment, looking at her hand. Just when they thought that she would behead the Poison Lord and the Poison Mistress together with another swing, she shot back, retreating while the Poison Lord Villa Powerhouses did the same.
They scrammed back as if they all feared their lives, even the Poison Mistress as she screamed in pain or fear. Only the Poison Lord looked as if he didn’t bother about the deep gash over his right shoulder that appeared extremely painful while retreating with caution.
Isabella arrived beside Davis as she looked at the back of her hand, where a sharp end of the Poison Lord’s crimson stinger had stabbed. Even though it didn’t pierce too deeply, it left a crimson mark of a hexagram on the back of her hand.
She already had her martial energy circulating, trying to erase it, but no matter how she focused, she wasn’t able to erase it. A solemn intent flashed past her eyes where she took the golden sword with her left hand, intending to cut her right arm as she raised it high.
However, a hand captured her wrist while a voice echoed.
"It’s useless."
The Poison Lord spoke while Davis captured Isabella’s hand from cutting off her hand as they looked towards the former.
The Poison Lord had a curve on his lips, smirking as if he had already won.
"The difference between hex and poison is that you will still have the hex even if you cut off your arm and regenerate it. It’s the unification of karma and poison, planting a curse on your hand that you will never be able to get rid of unless you can overpower it. However, there are only very few people in this world who could do perform such a miracle."
"However, you don’t need to worry. Nothing would happen at the moment as long as you keep it at bay with your martial energy. Within three days, at best, when your energy reserves deplete trying to defend against my hex, you will succ.u.mb to your death. Try your best to prolong it using many medicines and martial energy restoration pills..."
Wasn’t he weaker than Isabella? What’s going on!?
Davis didn’t answer. Instead, he and Isabella were communicating through soul transmission.
"Let’s kill them." Isabella sounded impatient, "I’ll take care of that hex retard, and you take care of that poisonous bitch. The third time is a charm."
"No, considering the kind of apology the hex retard asked for, I’m considering it."
Isabella’s jaws almost dropped as she looked at Davis in incredulity.
"Considering whether to give him an instant death or torture him to death."
Isabella’s lips twitched.
"Stop joking like that..."
Davis didn’t smile as he didn’t joke.
"I’m really considering it because I want to torture him to death, but I can’t subdue him with my current strength at the moment. Either I need your help to subdue him or use my secret technique. However, nine out of ten times, the Zlatan Family’s Patriarch should be here any second. I don’t want you to fight on two ends, neither do I really want you to fight the Zlatan Family’s Patriarch alone."
"We’re still killing the Zlatan Family’s Patriarch, right?"
"Yes, as long as he insists on adopting the same approach as his predecessors, he’ll die."
"Very well. Leave it to me."
She didn’t want him to use his secret technique as that would apparently consume his soul essence.
Davis told her that, but in truth, he was going to control the Poison Lord to kill the Zlatan Family’s Patriarch with Fallen Heaven. This should remove the animosity he faced from the Dragon Families quite a bit. However, he was reluctant to just let the Poison Lord die like that.
How could anyone who insulted his Evelynn die without suffering?
That’s why he didn’t make a move along with Isabella to end their lives, while he also didn’t expect her to make a move.
Looks like Isabella cared about Evelynn in her own way, making him extremely glad.
Still, the Dragon Families’ Powerhouses were constantly watching his back, wanting to ambush him now that they knew that they could not win against him in an overbearing manner.
They just possessed pure malice against him, wanting to end his life even if they could take Isabella because they perceived that he was the utmost reason they failed to recruit Isabella. Moreover, the humiliation they received left them unable to pull themselves back from this aggression.
Even if they lose an arm or two, they still possessed killing intent against him, wanting to kick him to death, like the current Poison Mistress who glared at Isabella while tears ran down her eyes.
The Poison Lord clenched his teeth, looking extremely pissed. He felt like he had to find out what kind of ability Davis had to break his Hex Laws like that, or his mind wouldn’t be at peace.
However, the more Davis was impressive, the more he was inclined to Davis as his son-in-law. Now, he was even willing to drop the matter of apology.
His lips moved, "Davis, I-"
"Tirea, you s.l.u.t! How dare you choose another man over me!? And to add to my shame, it’s none other than that weakling Dian Alstreim! It seems like you both want to die!?
An enraged voice resounded throughout the Alstreim Family as the intense pressure of soul force descended on them, making them experience their souls feel intensely suppressed as if they were going to be made to kneel under the mighty aura of an emperor!
"It’s you!!! Soul Emperor Hadrian Cross!"
Julian Kruse bellowed, his expression becoming shocked and frightened at the same time. The other powerhouses had their jaws wide open as they looked at the handsome black-robed man in the distance, their hearts trembling in fear just by hearing his name.