Chapter 392 Unfair Battle

After a few moments of being chased by more than a dozen people, Lothur was only 5 minutes away from Peters City when there was not much left to do.

In that instant, his various opponents were already close enough to him to launch attacks with a reasonable margin of success.

And the result was no different. When these people realized they could affect Lothur with their techniques, they all began attacking him, launching blows from all possible directions.

'If I teleport now, I'll run out of energy soon after, so there's no point.' Lothur thought about this as he felt several blows coming toward him.

With that thought, he clenched his hands firmly on his Elemental Staff, ready to use such a thing as his last resort.

Fighting with it earlier would be risky for him since he could end up drawing people's attention when he was in an even worse position than now. That is, where he was at the moment, he could already see Peters City and was not far from that city's security area.

In this way, fighting at this point was more advantageous since he could more easily reach that city and get at least enemies not casually attacking him in the streets.

That might even happen, but since many would be afraid to break the Leopoldine family rules, the number of opponents would undeniably be fewer.

So, while in this problematic situation, Lothur moved into the air and rotated his body before falling into a position front to front the blows coming his way.

In doing so, he surprised all his pursuers. Still, before anyone could say what an idiot he was for trying to stay behind, they saw the tip of his staff touching one of their blows.

A large ice spear about to pass through Lothur began to shatter immediately upon being touched by that artifact of his.

When this happened, the person who had thrown that weapon of spiritual energy could hardly believe his eyes at seeing his attack disappearing.

He had not used all of himself in this attack since there was no guarantee that his attack would kill Lothur instantly. But that was enough to kill a level 10 cultivator!

However, that spiritual attack crumbled away like melting snow touching a hot plate.

Meanwhile, Lothur did not stop there, starting to move his staff, making such a thing revolve around him to protect his body from the opponents' attacks.

Each of Lothur's opponents saw this and did not accept it. They moved in his surroundings and began to attack this young man with even more force, this time from different directions.

They wanted to overwhelm not only the weapon in Lothur's hands but also this young man, who could not simultaneously protect his body at every possible angle.

In this way, the attacks going in Lothur's direction became more uniform, surrounding all sides of him as he sweated to protect himself.

'This weapon is perfect for protecting me from soul cultivators, but my physical abilities still need to improve...' He thought while he had a pained expression on his handsome face, feeling some remnants of enemy attacks injuring parts of his body.

He was doing his best to protect his vital parts. Thus, less important areas of his body were suffering from enemy attacks that he could not undo in time.

Hence, several trails of blood could already be seen by his fists and feet while he felt different parts of his body burning.

"Ouch!"

While Lothur was trying hard not to scream in front of his enemies, these people had incredulous looks at him, sensing how monstrous that artifact was.

"How can that be? How can there be something capable of doing that?" One of the level 12 people attacking Lothur could not understand the artifact in their enemy's hands.

At the same time, a woman there thought. 'That's not right. If we keep attacking him like this, we'll only use up all our energy reserves.'

She then shouted. "Stop wasting your energy. We won't be able to eliminate him like this."

"What? Then how will we do it?" Someone asked without understanding if this person wanted to simply let Lothur go, and they gave up this great opportunity.

The same woman then said. "Use your energies to promote your physical features temporarily. Let's fight a close-range battle against him!"

"Oh?" The faster ones quickly understood that that woman felt Lothur's artifact would only hinder them if they used their elemental techniques against him.

So they stopped spending their energies on long-range attacks and turned their attention to promoting their physical characteristics.

Everyone there knew that Lothur had a compelling body capable of withstanding the worst of even the strongest cultivators there. So they had to elevate their physical characteristics and gather around to beat him up!

Then, it was not long before they stopped launching attacks in Lothur's direction and began slowly approaching him with armed fighting stances.

"You are a rascal..." Lothur muttered as he looked toward the woman who had suggested such a thing and prepared to switch his combat mode.

Unfortunately, the Elemental Staff was damaged and could only do what he had already accomplished in this place. Otherwise, Lothur could easily deal with all these people using other abilities of this weapon.

But since he could not do anything about this for the moment, he decided to use such a weapon in place of his ax. This item was quite powerful and could hurt if used as a weapon like that.

Since escaping from there would be difficult, he prepared himself for the worst!

'Luckily, they have expended more than half of their energy, so I won't have to face a ridiculously strong group...' He pondered, noticing the first of them advancing against him, coming with an armed fist against his face.

Noticing this, Lothur dodged this opponent's fist with some ease but moved his left hand in such a way as to make the Elemental Staff head towards that person's testicles.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The individual in question howled in pain as he fell to his knees in front of Lothur.

But neither Lothur nor his opponents paid any attention to this first person. Right after the poor fellow fell to his knees on the ground, two new individuals attacked their target.

Then three people attacked as Lothur tried to act against those two. After that, four started attacking him.

In this situation, it did not take long for Lothur to take blows from different enemies, starting to suffer more than he was making those people suffer.

He fought bravely in that place for a few moments, sweating amidst the blood dripping from the various wounds that had already appeared on his body.

At the same time, half of the opponents fell not only because of injuries from the fight but because Lothur drove them to exhaustion, even when he could not knock some of them down.

'That wretch is a monster!' One of the remaining young Spiritual Warriors thought to himself while breathing with his tongue out.

But even though he was almost out of energy, he was confident that, alongside his temporary allies, he could kill Lothur!

So the remnants of this battle continued until Lothur could no longer do anything and fell unconscious to the ground while three of them were still standing!

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