Chapter 1514 The Reply

Chapter 1514 The Reply

Varian lay in a pool of blood, which continued to grow as even more blood continue to spill from the numerous injuries he accumualted.

His body was aching heavily, the muscles were literally burning up with intense heat and his skin was torn in too many places to worry.

And his breath, if he didn't need to actually breathe to survive, he'd have died with how breathless he was.

These serious injuries were the lightest of them all. The real injuries were inflicted within, wrecking chaos in his aura, gnawing away at his vitality and trying to strike his soul itself.

[Y-You crazy bastard! Who the hell seals up their own strength to fight a stronger enemy? You have a death wish! You fucking idiot!]

Logos' angry voice rang in his mind and it almost felt like someone was pulling his hair.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Coughing up blood, he grinned with an unapologetic smile.

Even though he was weaker, he found a strategy to win against the dumb opponent.

But that's not enough. What would happen if he wins?

He had grow strong.

Strong enough to affect this batle. Strong enough to fight against the dangers that would follow after this battle.

And so, he deliberately sealed parts of his strength and fought in a very disadvantaged situation.

As he expected, it gave him a huge improvement than otherwise.

Just like how a person's body would adopt to the temperature—high or low, his weak body tried to adopt to the danger by increasing his strength.

As a result—

[All Rank 8

Paragon Body: 5,000/25,000 (+5,000)

Ignis: 5,000/25,000 (+5,000)

Death Giant: 5,000/25,000 (+5,000)

Order: 7,500/25,000 (+7,500)

Chaos: 7,500/25,000 (+7,500)

Space: 5,000/25,000 (+5,000)

That disturbance was enough for Isadora to capitalize on.

The princess poured the power of darkness, which itself was a derivate of the power of chaos and attacked the wind fairy.

The creature which looked as beautiful as an elf screeched like a harpie and dissipated into the wind.

"Quick, come with me!"

Isadora grabbed his hand and took him away from the site of conflict into the woods where monsters corrupted by a dark aura roamed.

From time to time, these monster beasts—corrupted by the power of devil—would try to break out into the normal world and terrorize people with the end goal of disrupting kingdoms from continuing the sealing ceremony.

These beasts were feared throughout humanity because of their ability to corrupt souls and lead people astray.

But a few white lights pouring from the tip of Varian's fingers purified these souls and sent them to permenant sleep.

Isadora kept dragging him and only stopped when they reached a cave.

While escaping to this place, she kept using the card to hide their traces and Varian too used his powers for that purpose.

"But why are we escaping? Shouldn't we be helping othe—"

She slammed him against the cave's wall and hugged him from behind, interlocking her fingers with his.

"..."

Varian was dumbfounded.

'Did she go into heat or what?'

"Err," Varian shifted, trying to get out of this awkward hug.

Her soft body was comforting, sure. And she smelled nice even now.

[You idiot, that's not the point!]

Logos screamed.

With a dignified expression, Varian said. "I know my wives did accept you as a sister wife, but this is not the place and time. You can't just jump on me in the middle of a critical battle even if you go into a heat."

"..."

"Isadora," Varian sighed a helpless sigh and broke free from the hug with force. "I don't have any feelings for you even though I tease you from time to time. It's my petty revenge for the hosility you showed me. I'll stop since it has come to this and I'm sorry. But we have to go figh—ouch!"

Isadora hubbed him again and her faint voice said in a trembling, angry tone. "You bastard, what the hell are you thinking? I'm just preparing for Synergy! I'm too drained from the fight and need some recharge."