Chapter 83: Attack of the Undead King(Part 10)
"Damn it, not again!" Exclaimed Aster, as the Undead King focused the forces he’d summoned onto him, Tacitus and Jules, driving them away from the area before he glanced across as Tilda came charging in towards him from the left, leaping forward and swinging her scythe across at him as she unleashed a cloud of dark mist to obscure herself from his sight.
He smirked in amusement as the scythe inflicted a deep slash across his chest, before he swung his arm across powerfully to blow away the dark mist, looking around as he lost sight of the Knight, before his head was suddenly lopped off as she snuck up behind him and whipped her scythe across at her neck, slicing right through and decapitating him.
His severed head turned to black smoke before rapidly growing back as he swung his left foot out behind him, slamming onto the middle of the handle of the scythe as she narrowly blocked the kick and got sent flying back several meters, her back slamming onto the ground painfully.
She skidded across the dirt before gritting her teeth and jamming the blade of her scythe into the ground to bring herself to a halt, before her eyes widened in alarm as the Undead King shot towards her and closed in on her in a matter of second, smirking malevolently as he met her gaze and began to drive his fist towards her.
She quickly whipped her scythe up, striking his wrist with the back of her weapon and deflecting its trajectory, his fist narrowly missing the top of her head before she spun the scythe across and slammed the bottom of the handle onto the middle of his torso, sending him stumbling back before she backed away warily.
"His offensive capabilities and speed are absolutely unreal., but defense and durability, setting aside his regeneration, are really low, lower than the average person’s," She surmised, as she kept a cautious eye on him.
"I suppose I shouldn’t mess around too much...yeah, I should kill you quickly, my forces won’t keep the others at bay for long, so it’ll be for the best that I kill you before they return," Remarked the Undead King, before he shot towards her rapidly.
She tensed up as he began to close in, before coming to an abrupt halt as a wall of earth rose up in front of him, before he turned his gaze up as a figure came swooping down towards him from the top of a nearby building, before a powerful, crushing force slammed onto the top of his head smashed it in, right as the ground below him opened up.
As the Undead King plummeted down, the ground swiftly slammed shut, crushing his body within the dirt.
"Jorel! How’s the Vice-Captain!?" Called out Tilda, as she came jogging over.
"He’ll be fine, he’s just unconscious, that’s all-...," He began to respond as he swung his axe across, before trailing off as the ground suddenly erupted open, an undead Dragon bursting out with a roar, with the Undead King on top of its head.