Chapter 387: Ch.386 Descend From the Sky

Chapter 387: Ch.386 Descend From the Sky

The Magic Floating Cloak carried Su Ming quickly into the high sky, leveling with the battlefield.

"Strange, it feels like you're flying faster. Is it just my imagination?"

Su Ming patted a corner of the cloak, talking to it.

Of course, the cloak didn't answer, it just gave a small shake, pretending to be a cloak with no issues.

Since they were in a battle, more speed was a good thing, so Su Ming decided not to dwell on it.

Not far ahead, Dawn was wreaking havoc on the spirits. Those souls were like balloons attacking a porcupine—they would approach but wouldn't last more than two seconds before popping.

Yet none of them retreated. For their goddess, they had no fear at all.

Su Ming didn't have any plans to intervene for now. He wasn't familiar with those monks, and no one was paying him, so he was more inclined to just float nearby and observe Dawn's skills and attack habits.

"Hmm, right-handed, prefers energy projection attacks, flight speed not exceeding 200 meters per second, armor consists of just two pieces of animal hide..."

He analyzed the figure in the middle of the battle, mentally recording all his findings.

"Left arm has a goat skull, possibly an artifact. The feathered adornment on her head also has a protective effect—sorcery power is protecting her entire body."

"Flat chest, agile turns... her fighting isn't completely without reason, knows how to assess risk and benefits."

Once the spirits were almost all defeated, Su Ming had noted a lot of battle data. Now dealing with this woman would be easy as pie.

"Alright, scram now, useless spirits."

He flew straight ahead, floating in the air face-to-face with Dawn, and bluntly ordered the useless spirits to leave.

"You!"

One of the spirits wanted to argue, but was quickly pulled back by his fellow spirits and flown toward the ground.

Su Ming vaguely heard them speaking in Hindi, saying things like, "This man carries the aura of Death" and "Our goddess will not offend her." Things like that.

No matter, as long as they left. Next, Su Ming needed Dawn to focus her attention on him to create an opportunity for Donna.

"Hey there, beautiful. Can you hear me?" Su Ming hid the Godkiller behind his back and tried to communicate with Dawn.

"Get lost!"

Dawn paused just briefly before launching an attack at him. The energy beam in her hand swung at him like a hundred-meter-long sword.

Good, she can hear and understand others—a weakness.

She immediately pulled a piece of charcoal from her pocket and started drawing a magic circle on the ground, as she would soon need to use infernal power to push back Hecate's control.

There was no need for brute force; they only needed to awaken Dawn's original consciousness so that her original self could fight back against the control.

In the air, Dawn's tongue was sticking out, but Su Ming wasn't about to give her a chance to catch her breath. She had the physiology of an Atlantean, which meant this level of damage was nowhere near enough to kill her.

If he didn't exhaust her and drain her spirit, Donna's upcoming task would still have complications.

"Cloak, Uranus."

"Ahhhh!!!!!"

The black-and-yellow figure, dragging a purple figure, shot up straight into the sky like a kite being flown, turning into a tiny speck in a blink of an eye, disappearing from view.

Only Dawn's screams echoed amidst the fire and thick smoke.

Around the plaza, all the onlookers had their mouths wide open—the bald monks stared blankly at the sky, making guttural sounds as if something had lodged in their throats.

Was it over just like that? The woman who was just wreaking havoc had been dealt with so easily?

If Su Ming knew what they were thinking, he would definitely humble himself and say:

"When I know so many weaknesses of my opponent, it's impossible to go slow, even if I tried."

He dragged Dawn directly out of the atmosphere—although Uranus wasn't necessary. Despite her tough appearance, she clearly didn't have the ability to breathe in outer space, and at this point, she was already on the brink of suffocation.

However, the power of sorcery still enveloped her, so she still had some fight left.

Su Ming raised an eyebrow. "Have you ever heard of a move called 'The Piledriver from the Heavens'?"

Of course, Dawn couldn't answer him. She only flailed her limbs, trying to break free from the rope around her neck.

Su Ming spun around and began a rapid reentry back through the atmosphere. As the mountains and the plaza below became clearer, he made a sudden stop just before landing.

Momentum caused Dawn behind him to be slammed directly into the ground, shaking the entire mountain range. Distant peaks rumbled in response.

"Earth-style slam, always works like a charm."

The impact triggered a massive avalanche in the Himalayas.

He landed slowly, taking a breath, hot air rising from his helmet.

He pulled the Godkiller, as if reeling in a fish, and dragged Dawn from the deep crater in the plaza. She had lost consciousness, dangling like a doll on a string.

Donna flew over, her gaze towards him full of grievance.

Deathstroke was too strong—she wasn't even needed!