Nightmare's Call - Chapter 196

Chapter 196: Confidence: Part 2

On a relatively large isle in the middle of the lush Veleon Islands, a giant light shield of a hundred meters across was glimmering in the air. However, it was invisible to worldly eyes.

Within the boundary of the shield, thousands of pale arms struggled frantically like a school of frightened sardines. Green rays, which radiated down the sky, broke the wriggling arms into pus that seeped into the ground.

“Go to hell, cluster of a thousand arms!”

Thick clouds of smoke rose and spread in the air following a violent explosion. Immediately after, a large swarm of gigantic pale arms flew out like cobras toward the four individuals.

“This is one hell of a fight!” Khadula thundered, his voice not sounding as childlike as before. He had been ambushed and caged inside a massive light shield and was now unable to move his body. It never crossed his mind that Redwin would be capable of pulling off such a feat. His arms were gradually disintegrating. By right, as long as there was an arm left at the very least, Khadula could still regrow his limbs despite the vast distance between him and Lin Sheng. However, that range limitation sometimes worked as his ability’s Achilles heel.

“Finish him! He’s weakening now!” Maham was draped in shiny green armor, firmly clenching a blackthorn in hand. As he stomped his foot on the ground, jade-green pearls that looked like stars in the sky instantly rose. They emanated layers of gauge-like halos as they spun and circled him.

“Roaring Battlestar!” He clutched the blackthorn with both hands, and rays of green light burst out from his back before they vanished into the thorn in his hands.

“Go!” In a split second, the blackthorn took off with an earth-shattering boom.

The moment Khadula’s pale face emerged from the thick smoke and took shape, the blackthorn hit him at a high velocity, instantly blowing a massive black hole in his face.

“No!” Khadula howled with his mouth wide open. A sea of pale arms gushed out from his mouth instantaneously, flooding every inch of land under the light shield. The arms climbed and scraped on the surface like swarms of insects with razor-sharp nails. Their movements were lightning-quick, and they were incredibly tough. These arms were entirely different animals than the previous ones.

Since Maham was exhausted from using his killer move, he became slower in his reflexes. Unable to dodge in time, the rapidly approaching arms hit him head-on.

“Do you see it, your ugly face?!” Khadula laughed and roared. “Even Heaven has favored me because of my beauty!” As Khadula laughed in a frenzy, a blinding white light suddenly appeared on his brow. While his surroundings turned dark, the white light on Khadula’s forehead grew brighter and brighter.

“Go to hell! Arm of the Grim!”

A gigantic white arm with four fingers that were spread open reached out from the glaring white light and grabbed Maham. Despite its slow movement, the sheer oppressive energy from the arm could stun its target, preventing the target from escaping. When the invisible energy began to bind Maham like a chain, he was frozen in place as he watched the gigantic arm approach him.

“No! I will not die here!” His eyes were wide open, and the corner of his eyes began to turn bloodshot because he had overstretched the surrounding tissues. Quickly, pieces of green chains emerged behind him and transformed into a deformed, faceless giant.

“Celestial Spirits!” Maham spread his arms out with difficulty as he looked up to the sky and roared. The chain giant behind him murmured and dark electric arcs exploded in a burst while he reached out, meeting the white Arm of the Grim directly. A sparkling dark pearl that gleamed with a rainbow halo appeared on the giant’s palm as he clashed with the Arm of the Grim. The air turned still at once, and everything behind the light shield became static as if an enormous pressure kept things from moving.

Soon, a fulgent light of different colors shone from the point of collision in a spectacular blast. Maham and Khadula were not able to pull away in time, so the fire quickly engulfed them. The shockwave sent the other two people who were maintaining the light shield flying outward and hit them unconscious.

Maham was thrown into the sea, where a trench as deep as ten meters and as long as a hundred meters was created. Meanwhile, arms continued to flow up and into Khadula’s body, helping him to resist the colorful flames. Nevertheless, it was futile. The force of the explosion was at least twice that of his strength. His giant face crumbled soundlessly, and his steely arms disintegrated before they vanished altogether. Ten meters above the ground, his face quickly collapsed, leaving behind a tiny, partial face floating in the air.

“My face!” Khadula wailed as an excruciating pain that he had never experienced before threw him into insanity again.

“My spotless face… You… You… Unforgivable!” Khadula scrambled to regenerate his face, but the wound just would not heal and close. He was floating up in the air, roaring and wailing like hell. Simultaneously, colorful energy lingered in his wounds, burning his body and making him increasingly weaker. Now, Khadula could no longer keep himself in the air. His face slowly dropped into the sea and sank to the bottom, splashing up tons of gravel as well as seawater.

“I—I will eat you alive!” Khadula shrieked. He tried to grow some new arms to attack Maham, who was floating not far away, and just as several arms sprung up, it triggered a round of smaller explosions of colorful fire, which hurt him even more seriously.

Maham was floating in the sea, laughing while witnessing the battered Khadula. “Let me end this.” He raised his mostly charred right arm with difficulty. One of his fingers gradually glowed green as he pointed it at Khadula.

“Finger Cannon!”

A ray of green light shot out from his finger, hitting Khadula on the forehead. Unfortunately, it barely scratched his skin and created some black smoke. His vastly weaker strength had not only failed, but Maham also spat a mouthful of blood and became even more vulnerable.

This time, Khadula burst into laughter as both of them had exhausted their last bit of energy. However, they quietly scrambled to heal themselves, racing against each other to regain their strength.

“Victory is mine!” Maham looked determined. Pieces of translucent jade-green pearls surrounded him as he seemingly used dark energy to expedite his healing process. On the other hand, Khadula was silently drawing his strength together to put out the colorful flames in his wounds. Considering their current conditions, even the most mediocre Transcendent could now finish them with the snap of a finger.

While the burning colorful flames had significantly weakened Khadula’s strength, Maham’s remaining level of dark energy was much less than a one winger’s. The most crucial factor that would decide their fate was who would recover first.