Chapter 416: Elias’ Sheath
Celia has never seen this man before.
She didn’t know the cause of his hatred toward her, but she knew she was genuinely scared of him. Deep inside her little heart, the dullahan princess screamed for daddy and mommy.
Alas, these couldn’t arrive here at this very moment.
And as Elias Deathwill’s sword rose, her heart sank. She thought it was over, and her happy life would end. Perhaps, she would wake up and find herself just with her mother again, struggling in the world with no one to rely on.
“You will not lay a scratch on her!” Erin’s voice rang out from the treasury, her strength finally coming out from it. She broke the rules in plight, appearing before Elias Deathwill with her hand raised.
She caught the blade, then glared at Elias.
“E-Erin…” Celia whispered, seeing Erin for the first time. She had heard her numerous times before, for Erin became a part of Alex’s life and his strength. She also wanted to be a part of his family.
As the lady in maid clothes appeared, the suffocating pressure on Celia and Veronica disappeared. They could take a few steps behind.
But that was all, for Elias Deathwill smiled, “It would’ve been so much better for you to hide in the treasury. I don’t have access to it because I can see that Alexander has managed to take utter control over the castle.
Fortunately for me, the soul grave-keeper has been called out… and you are an asinine creature I’ve always hoped you to be.” Elias Deathwill sneered.
Erin didn’t understand anything about what Elias had said to her. She kept glaring at him with her abundant mana oozing out of her curves. Her whole body was sharp because of all those swordsmanships and experiences she had absorbed throughout many years of her existence.
In the blink of an eye, Elias turned all of that useless. It was as if he wiped off all her strength through a flick.
Erin’s hand bleed, no longer able to hold the blade. If Elias wanted, he could’ve taken off her hand.
He hadn’t done that, though.
“You are a sheath, Erin,” Elias’ Seven Sins Sword shone with darkness, and on its hilt, all seven glyphs shone in their respective colors, “Your abundance of swordsmanship experiences is to increase the sword’s strength. You have a human soul and body to increase the sins.
Do you understand now? You have always been the last piece to my perfection. I left you in the castle for two reasons. I thought this place would be the last stage between my successor and me.
And I had an inkling the new world would turn the castle for the better… I was right… I can see this castle has many more options than before, and you are proof of it! You have become polished through the goddess’ system!
Haha! This is splendid!” Elias cackled as he madly gazed into Erin’s eyes. Her beautiful purple hues were trembling, not believing she had been the last piece. A significant part of her disbelief was also because of her powerless state.
She could only block one strike, then became useless. Her beautiful scrunched with despair and pain, her body trembling — and then, Elias Deathwill started turning her into a sheath to his sword.
“No… Don’t… please…” Erin beseeched, to no avail. Elias’ smirk remained the same, and at the very least, Erin was no longer here. Her soul became sealed and active for one purpose, and the same went for her body.
She became a sheath on Elias’ hip, her presence strengthening him and his sword tenfold…
“Ah… A taste of victory… After so long…” Elias moaned, licking his lips as he felt the new strength sprouting within him. His stats skyrocketed, his level went up to four hundred, and his skin became utterly black like ink.
He lowered his crazy eyes to Celia, utterly disregarding Veronica, for this white-haired kid was meaningless in his eyes, “I can’t stop on one trophy after so long… Haha.”
After chuckling to himself, Elias raised his sword against Celia for the second time. He was sure that no one would stop him again, for his people had already been engaged in a clash with other forces here.
His people were much stronger than before, for Elias imbued sins onto them, and his presence alone increased their stats.
Unfortunately for him, Celia and Veronica were precious.
Woof! Woof!
Celia had many friends and grandma!
Thus, before the sword fell, Yumia forcefully summoned her forest, barring the sword’s way. She immediately hurled Celia and Veronica to her side. She caught the dullahan princess while her sister, Anais, picked up the winged girl.
They were ready to run away, but Elias Deathwill’s slash swept through the corridor, turning the forest into small pieces. Those pieces were so small that they became non-existent, and the whole passage was clean.
“Elias… Deathwill…” Yumia whispered, her heart trembling with fear. She couldn’t recognize the strongest human at all. He looked like a black demon, for even with black skin and maddened eyes, this demon still preserved his handsome looks.
Still, even though he couldn’t be called an abomination because of his looks, his heart and the vibes he exuded perfectly fit the word.
“Alexander’s women?” Elias snapped, his eyes narrowed.
Anais and Yumia exchanged glances, then replied together, “Even if we aren’t, we will never let you kill these girls!”
“Haha! He’s such a failure… I would already have you two coiled around my finger if it were me. I had every gorgeous girl on my wish back when I was the king,” Elias scoffed, then slowly made his way toward these women. His sword kept crackling with sins energies, and it seemed he could erase all lives whenever he wanted.
But for some reason, he insisted on killing Celia through a normal sword thrust.
Yumia replied without thinking, her heart palpitating, “Don’t you dare call Alexander a failure when you became a cuck because of him! Meiya often sports happiness, and she glows with joy and satisfaction!
That says a lot, don’t you think, Mr. Cuck?”
Anais added, “No need to use honorifics, just cuck will do.”
Elias stood frozen, shadows hiding his eyes. And then, he snapped, “Seven Sins Drill.”
“Drilling us is not an answer to your cuck status,” Anais jested, knowing that Elias had a much different intent.
The situation became quite tense and deadly for everyone in the vicinity.