Chapter 295: Fight Back

Chapter 295: Fight Back



'That cannot be real.' Adam thought with shaking eyes. 'If there was such a powerful army somewhere in the world of Mortal Online, how come they never revealed themselves in my past life?'

He had so many questions, especially about this whole mission.

This meant that some other party had to do this mission in his past life, and since neither Rawkshawn nor the Crazed Angels appeared in the New World, they must've succeeded somehow.

However, seeing the army of Crazed Angels, he knew that the mission was simply impossible.

This army would be enough to decimate the entire mercenary world. It didn't matter if every mercenary worked together.

"Ahh!" Nerezza collapsed on the ground, holding her head like she was in great pain. "My mana has depleted!"

"Hold on!" Mikael raised his sword high, and on the tip of his blade, a ball of fire appeared. It wasn't just any ball of fire.

It was miniature sun!

"Morning Sun!"

The Crazed Angels looked down at them, filling the skies like a swarm of locusts. Their numbers seemed endless, and at that moment, they started clicking their tongues.

It was their way of communicating.

"I'll pave a way forward!" Mikael jumped towards Rawkshawn. "Escape once there is an opening!"n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The other members of the party prepared themselves to make a lunge for the stairs.

Mikael pointed his blade of the Morning Sun towards Rawkshawn and screamed. "Launch and tear-Morning Sun!"

With explosive force, the miniature sun shot out of the blade and headed towards the gigantic figure of a muscular man standing in front of the steps.

However, at that moment, Rawkshawn's mouth descended upon the miniature sun and swallowed it whole.

As he ate it, he just let out a simple burp as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.

"My ultimate attack... how..." Mikael's eyes widened in shock.

With a large grin, Rawkshawn smashed his fist into Mikael and sent him flying through the ground.

The ground shattered and toppled over like a broken table. The surrounding trees and rocks were sent flying in all directions, and the scene was all-around absolute destruction.

The party got sent flying as well, barely able to survive the impact.

As the dust cloud cleared, Mikael appeared from the ground, but half of his body was missing, and the rest looked like it was barely hanging on by a thread.

"How can this be..." Mikael asked for himself, and as he looked towards the flying army of winged creatures, he closed his eyes.

After letting out his final breath, he entered the blissful afterlife.

Near the destroyed ground, Lionel pushed a boulder off him and paled significantly. The rest of the party also climbed back to their feet.

"You guys felt it as well, right?" Akuji asked.

"Mm, Mikael is dead." The First Sister said. "One punch, that's all it took to kill Grand Lord."

"What the hell should we do?" Akuji asked. "We're all going to die!"

Everyone turned towards Lionel as he was the named leader of the party, but even he was out of answers. He had never been against such horrible odds.

There were times when he was facing certain death, but with teamwork, they were able to survive through impossible odds.

However, this wasn't just impossible, it was beyond impossible.

"Right, you have wings right?" Akuji pointed at Adam. "Just fly us out of here!"

"You don't see them there?" Adam pointed at the sky. "They will never let me enter the air. The air is their territory now."

"I would rather fight against those winged creatures than that gigantic monster!" Akuji shouted. "Who knows, you might be faster than them!"

"I won't be if I am carrying someone." Adam said. "Alone? Doubtful. Y'see, looking at their physique, they're designed for speed and agility."

bit.

With crazed shrieks, they started flying down and surrounded the party like vultures circling

their prey.

"The Long Slash!" Lionel screamed.

"Ice Blizzard!" Sepheron screamed, causing a blizzard to form around the Crazed Angels.

"The Song of Death and Blades!" Akuji tossed one of his knives that suddenly multiplied into thousands of small blades.

Oldman's fingers danced across the strings of his banjo, and hundreds of invisible sword cuts went through the air, harming the winged creatures.

From Adam's back, the eight-pedaled wings sprouted and kept Nerezza well-guarded while she was sitting on the ground, meditating.

She was trying to use meditation to recover as much of her mana as possible.

It was an effective strategy as the mana ocean inside her mind started filling up once again.

The Crazed Angels came down to the ground, and from their hands, a pale-skinned sword

emerged from thin air.

With a lunge, they attacked the four humans and entered a fearsome battle.

Some distance away, Rawkshawn watched the fight happening with a smile, but at the same time, he was focusing his attention on the one woman who was running away.

While she lowered her aura to avoid possible detection, Rawkshawn's senses were way too

honed to fool him.

Thus, he could tell where she was at all times.

However, he didn't seem to care or even the slightest bit of a hurry as he saw her heading to

the steps that seem to lead up and not down like the steps where they originally came from.

In the midst of the fight, Sepheron screamed. "Ice Age!"

Under him, the ground turned to ice, and so did all the surrounding environment. A several Crazed Angels got encased in ice, unable to move or break free.

"The Basic Slash!" Lionel cut through those ice-covered Crazed Angels and happened to kill

them!

'Lionel is just using basic skills?' Sepheron thought with interest. 'Is he reserving his true strength for later stages or...'

Oldman weaved through the swords of the Crazed Angels while playing his banjo. He sent invisible attacks that sent the Crazed Angels flying away.

At that moment, one Crazed Angel appeared behind him and stabbed his sword forward, but

Oldman sensed it, evaded it with a single step, and then clad his banjo with his Kraft before smashing it through the Crazed Angel's face.

The Crazed Angel's face shattered into a million pieces, leaving behind a trail of glittering

fragments.

It seemed like the Crazed Angel's weren't really made out of flesh and blood but rather of

some kind of crystal.

'Interesting...'

Oldman thought, but the Crazed Angels didn't allow him to keep thinking as they kept

swarming him like never-ending swarm of flies.

While they had successfully killed a couple of Crazed Angels, they still had thousand more to

deal with.