Chapter 119 Scream

She was a friend who knew about his Blood Blade after all. She had been through the same ordeals as him during the mission. So she was a kindred spirit and a friend to Zavier.

Zavier immediately cast Dizziness on Gabby who was still unable to believe that the mana dragon had been cut in half like a common vegetable. His mental state had been so disturbed that he was unable to resist against Zavier's illusion at all.

[Target has been affected by Dizziness. The duration of the illusion has been increased as the target has failed to put up any mental or magical defenses.]

Gabby was having trouble trying to even stand at his place. His feet felt as if they were made of jelly while the whole world around him was constantly spinning. As he tried to get out of the illusion, his head hurt with each attempt and he lost focus immediately.

While Gabby was preoccupied and dizzy, Zavier decided to get rid of the idiot who had been bashing his barrier unscrupulously for a long time now.

Zavier focused some of his blood towards his hand and turned into a ball around his fist. Instead of a sword, Zavier turned into a bludgeoning weapon that would only be capable of breaking some bones at best. Since, Ibeniah had a stronger body, Zavier was sure that he would be able to survive the hit.

After all, if Zavier had truly used a blade against him, there was a high chance that Ibeniah would have been split like the dragon. And there would have been a high chance of him dying to his blade which would have made the situation only that much harder for Zavier.

So, he resorted to using blunt weapons against the muscle brained idiot.

Zavier kept on blocking with his blood wall and as soon as he found the opportunity; he moved in with his fist covered in a bloody glove and managed to land a solid hit in Ibeniah's gut.

The single punch sent him flying into the distance like a rocket launch gone awry.

Ibeniah felt that his insides had been crushed to the pulp as the pain coursed through his whole body. His insides twitched with excruciating pain that was constricting his chest and was restricting his breathing capability.

His breaths came out in short but frequent bursts and each time he exhaled or inhaled, it hurt his chest. From the looks of it, his lungs had been covered by ribs that had caved in due to the excessive force that Zavier had launched in his body with his blood red punch earlier.

Gabby had fallen into the deepest pit of despair and hopelessness. All of his tricks, all of his schemes and all of their team strategies had been destroyed by a single individual who from the looks of it was not even trying his best.

He had casually destroyed their time tested strategy and had beaten them all down without even trying. What kind of gap was there between them and the masked man? Gabby had fallen into a depression that he might not even be able to come out of in the future no matter how hard he tried.

Both Gabby and Macbeth had been watching the battle as they weren't exactly able to contribute. They had been watching him when he took care of the dragon and when he almost punched through Ibeniah. Macbeth would have even felt worried that the masked man might have penetrated Ibeniah's chest had he not seen his body flying backwards in a scrunched up position.

At the very least, the three of them had managed to keep their lives. At this moment giving their card away to him didn't seem like a very bad idea but Macbeth was worried that the masked man might not even give them a chance to escape after they had tried to fight back once.

Had they known the difference in their strength was so vast, Gabby would never have allowed the three of them to engage in a battle with the masked man. But the depth of the abyss can only be determined by jumping into it.

And unfortunately the three of them had already jumped into the abyss without even estimating the danger to their lives.

The consequences of their feeble attempt were now threatening their very existence. Gabby wanted to escape this terrifying ordeal somehow. His mind was constantly being plagued by the fact that this competition had a monster in the form of the masked man. How could there exist a high school student who was as powerful as the masked man? His very existence was game breaking to say the very least. Gabby was sure that should the masked man want to be the only one to pass, there was no way there would be another participant who would be able to survive past the first test.

Gabby and Macbeth exchanged looks and even Ibeniah who had trouble standing up managed to catch that look. Both Ibeniah and Macbeth started to move towards Gabby with a determined expression. At the same time, three of them began channelling mana like their lives depended on it. From the looks of it, the three were ready to fight it out once more and were about to unleash their unique skills through the use of their bloodline power.

Of course whatever they did was under the scrutiny of Zavier's Time Space eye. He knew that they were planning something by monitoring their expressions and their body language but he didn't put a stop to their movements and let them prance around like monkeys. He was looking forward to the play that they could put forward for him and there was even slight amusement in his expression.

Ibeniah and Macbeth came to the front of Gabby and faced towards Zavier as they made a triangular formation that used Gabby as the rear support while the two in front acted as both the offense and defense after being augmented by Gabby.

Zavier felt the breathing of Ibeniah and Macbeth synchronize as even their auras began to merge. Zavier wondered what this meant as this was the first time that he had seen the synchronization and the merging of auras in such a manner. He wondered if it was something that was only possible with those who had bloodline abilities but didn't linger on the idea as something interesting was taking place between Ibeniah and Macbeth.

Their joint aura had been forcefully condensed together in the form of a horn that looked as real as the mana dragon that Macbeth had conjured previously. Zavier finally understood what was happening. Somehow Ibeniah had managed to share the mana in his body to Macbeth who had then managed to use his bloodline ability to give shape to the mana in the form of the dangerous and sharp looking horn in between them.

Finally, Gabby who had been standing by behind them opened his mouth as wide as if he was about to swallow the world whole and let out a loud and piercing scream that reached up to the heavens and contained the resentment, frustration and anguish accumulated over various life times.

The horn that had looked quite dangerous to Zavier was in fact a loud speaker in the form of ancient horns. The scream let out by Gabby was immensely amplified beyond what was bearable. The sonic attack had manifested its physical form as the sonic tide spread out like a ripple towards the surrounding and laid waste to everything in its path.

Zavier only understood what was happening at the very last moment but his perception was fast enough to give him time to forge some defenses before the sonic tide attacked him.

He used the blood that had been surrounding him like a cloak and made it into a wall that resisted against the rippling tides of sound. The tides managed to mow down all the trees, ravaged the ground in various places, and even managed continued to tear down the blood wall slowly. The erosion was not very fast so Zavier was able to hold on and repair the blood wall when needed with more blood until the attack passed.

The scream reverberated for a total of thirty seconds during which the forest had been rendered unrecognizable around Zavier. It was like some almighty force had pushed out the forest in order to create a clearing in the centre.