Chapter 226 - 70%
Huntu’s perception warned him of immense danger coming from behind. Unfortunately, he had been so focused on Vlad’s barrage and searching for an opening that he neglected it, allowing a shield charged with immense power to crash into him.
"BOOOMMM!"
The shield struck with overwhelming force on the back of the High Champion Abyssal Demon, breaking his stance, fracturing his bones, and pushing him forward with overwhelming strength. This was exactly what Vlad had been waiting for as he drove his blades forward, each aimed at the demon’s shoulders.
Normally, Vlad’s blades would not have been able to pierce the dark red lightning mantle, but with the impulse from the shield, they did. Immediately, the Depravita of Wrath unleashed the last stream of his energy, destroying the bones around his blades, obliterating Huntu’s shoulders, and causing his arms to fall to the ground.
Absolute shock appeared in the High Champion Abyssal’s eyes as he saw himself so severely maimed, but even in that state, he did not beg and simply glared at Vlad with eyes full of hatred and killing intent, awaiting the final blow.
Yet, instead of a massive blow to the head that would shatter his skull and force his soul to dissipate, what came to him were massive arcs of lightning that covered his body and energy pool. Huntu fell to the ground, paralyzed. Confusion arose in his eyes as he did not understand what was happening.
Vlad saw the confusion in the High Champion Abyssal but did not bother with it. While he respected the Abyssal’s straightforwardness and battle will, they were still his enemies, and he owed them nothing more than death.
After a brief glance at Huntu, Vlad turned to the young woman standing in front of him and smiled. "Thanks for the help. I knew I could count on you."
Freya smiled and nodded toward Vlad before turning around and flashing back to the battlefield with the demonic horde. They had already killed most of it, but there were no more dark demon summons left, and Jormungandr could not handle the rest alone, not with so little Magic left in his energy pool.
Vlad watched as the small yellow cat and the young Viking princess fought the horde but did not join them. The truth was that there was no more Force left in his energy pool, and he needed to rest unless he wanted the backlash of Heart of Wrath to leave him unconscious. So he just sat on the ground, consumed a potion, and began eating large amounts of Champion Monster’s meat.
The battle carried on for another half an hour, with Jormungandr and Freya killing all the demonic beasts. Of the eleven demon Champions in the horde, eight were left paralyzed by lightning while the other three perished. Freya had done her best not to kill the demon Champions, but facing so many enemies, she did not have the luxury of constantly controlling her power, and when in danger, she was forced to use killing blows.