Chapter 95 Sacrifice (3)

Chapter 95 Sacrifice (3)

Chapter 95: Sacrifice (3)

[Before Seraphina won against the blue anaconda's boss.]

Sheathed in the lake, Aimee was dealing with countless desires and negative emotions, unable to think straight. There was only one thought that she had been holding to — pave a path to leave this domain.

Not forgetting her new bonds, Aimee's resolution helped Seraphina and Mayun to break free.

And then, she solely focused on stalling the demon. n()OVelbIn

In the battle between highly skilled individuals, even a minute was like an eternity.

Some battles often ended in just a few seconds, so Aimee knew the importance of her role.

Fortunately, she was faring quite well in the lake as her desires matched what the wailing souls wanted.

All she had to do was to ensure her body belonged to her, and no soul snatched it to madly lash out at the tree demon, Gilmore. With her resolution and talent, coupled with the profound origin of her soul knowledge and the title she had received from Hunter, Aimee soon became the queen of this lake.

All souls aided her now.

[Left!]

[Right!]

When Gilmore's tree stretched its branches to kill her, Aimee avoided them with the help of the souls and the lake's waves, getting significantly better at controlling the water element. She was like a mermaid weaving between those lethal attacks trying to take her life.

Soon, however, Gilmore upped the game by calling his forces.

Which Aimee sneered at.

More people meant more lifespan for her.

It meant more strength!

Of course, it was dangerous for her body, but even Aimee couldn't think straight in this predicament.

Floating in the lake's depths, she waited for the first demons to reach her. There were at least twenty of them flailing their hands and legs to get to her as fast as possible.

But while it took them so much just to swim in this lake, Aimee showcased her connection with it, propelling herself to the first demon as though she had flippers. She struck the man's head with a palm, drawing a small water cannon from it.

The impact was so strong that the demon momentarily lost consciousness, his vision spinning.

That was enough to finish his life with another palm strike — the purple blood tainted the lake.

Continuing her fluid movement, Aimee switched to the closest target and threw a kick, easily maneuvering in the depths of the lake, striking the man's chin, only to behead him with the second sweep.

The rest of the first wave of demons suffered the same deaths, all easily falling to Aimee's prowess.

Which was suspicious.

[He wants to wear you down!]

[Scheming bastard wants you to lose oxygen!]

[He will overwhelm you with numbers!]

The souls cried their theories, which Aimee took into her heart.

One of them made the most sense.

Oxygen.

She was so low on it that her lungs soon would burn and hurt her.

And that wasn't the biggest of her worries. The concept of taking the soul of the wailing lake was already life-threatening, meaning that Aimee was in constant pain as she fought against the demons.

Still, that was easier to cope with than a lack of oxygen!

She was still a human, after all!

Therefore, Aimee repeated her first move, gathering much water around her palm before sending waves of this precious water upward.

Guided by a water cannon, Aimee was sure that this move would soon kill a lot of demons.

But the price for using it was too much that Aimee had been holding back from going this hard at the demons.

Nonetheless, she had used it, so it would be a waste to not follow it to the end.

Slipping into the water cannon, Aimee threw herself out of the lake while her water skills crushed the demons, turning them into corpses.

Out of the water, she floated while crossing her eyes with Gilmore, whose lips curved up.

"You're so defenseless up there!"

His branches shot up, skewering Aimee like a human shashlyk, forcing her to spit a mouthful of blood. Worse, they kept her hanging up there, just like before.

"You couldn't just pop out your head to draw in some oxygen, could you?" Gilmore sneered, "It's over for you! I mean... look at yourself. Even if I don't do anything, you will probably die in a few minutes. I will freeze your body and present it to the lord in hopes of saving my life!"

First of all, Aimee had so many cracks in herself that it seemed she was shedding her humanity. Her peeled-off skin hung on the ends, giving a glimpse into her blood getting boiled.

It was boiling, turning into nothingness.

Which was because Aimee's flesh couldn't keep up with this many souls.

As Gilmore spoke, a crack popped on Aimee's cheek, peeling off until it protruded on the end like a withered leaf.

She was so done... her sacrifice meant death!

However, Aimee's eyes remained the same hazel color, keeping her mind intact. She kept glaring at Gilmore with disgust and resentment, then proceeded to continue her performance.

With so much of the lifespan gathered, she coated herself with it and shattered the branches cuffing her.

That much Gilmore expected, though.

"Not this time!"

The entire tree behind Aimee bent down to overwhelm her.

Alas, it was too slow, for Aimee burned her agility origins, chucking herself at Gilmore, who was more than glad to see her going his way! They clashed, with each strike drawing loud bangs and thunders rippling the cave.

And then, Aimee switched her target, killing more demons to strengthen herself.

Which was easy as those fools were still in the water.

In mere seconds, the gleaming lake was tainted and dark, with blood pools and corpses floating on the surface, severely corrupting it. No demon would ever use it for their ceremony of age.

The scene was horrific for humans, including Seraphina, who had seen it from afar.

Her voice still reached Aimee.

"I did it, Aimee! Come here!"

With the turbulent water surging, Aimee sneaked her way to Seraphina's side to continue with their plan.

Gilmore's eyes gleamed with hatred, "Huh? You want to escape? Try it!"

The domain shook.