Chapter 33 - Depraved One's Blessing (1)

Zok was consumed with blind rage. Kaira might have had a minor wound on her shoulder, but due to having the Hivemind skill active, Zok could not only feel her pain but it was actually amplified thrice before he felt the attack. However, there was no scar or blemish on his shoulder. The pain was only in his head since hivemind skill could only connect their brains and not their body.

But for Zok, the only thing he could see and feel was Kaira's wound. However, Zok wasn't the only one stricken with pain and anger. After kicking Kaira away, the ponytail turned to face his brother, thinking that he would have taken care of the kid by now. However, when he turned around, he was greeted by a sight he had never thought he would witness there.

His brother was laying face-first to the ground, drenched in his own sweat and blood. Both of his legs were badly injured and his skin was slowly turning blue, a sign of being poisoned. Ponytail looked shocked to see his invincible twin in such a pitiful condition. but before he could rush in to help baldy, he was met with Zok's furious spear strikes.

However, rather than shying away from the attack and dodging it, the henchman went straight to confront Zok's attack with his own. He swung his axe, hoping to slice the spear in half. But the moment their weapons encountered each other, the axe's blade got destroyed as if it was made of dirt while there wasn't even a scratch on the Spear.

Not only that, since the man was hoping to destroy the spear with his strike, he had put all of his strength in that single attack. Hence once his blade broke, he wasn't able to dodge Zok's incoming attack which pierced right through his palm making a gaping hole in it.

'This brat... how can his strikes be so... powerful.' Ponytail gritted his teeth and jumped backwards.

[Skill: Poison Fang (lvl 4) activated! The Target was successfully poisoned!]

[The target would lose 10% of their HP over the next 5 seconds. The skill is now under a cooldown of 20 seconds.]

[The Target has been burnt from the Acid damage from the <Spear of Searing> and would lose 5% of their HP over the next 5 seconds.]

The next moment the ponytail could feel a strong burning sensation from his hand as it skin around the wound started turning blue.

'This brat has poison smeared over his spear!?'

Ponytail thought as he dodge one strike after another. He hadn't considered the tables to turn on him so easily. Still, he had one more trick, he had been hiding till now. He had never thought he would have to use that technique to defeat a kid. However, he wasn't too ashamed of the fact.

After all, his opponent was no ordinary child. There was no shame in acknowledging a strong opponent regardless of their age. Also, the brat being so strong only confirmed why did the shamans want to get rid of him so bad. If he was so strong now, even Okun wouldn't be able to predict how strong he would get in the future.

'It is up to me to put an end to this basta.rd.' The man with the ponytail thought before jumping away and quickly making some distance from his enemy, 'The Shamanka told us to try and bring him in alive, but I don't think that would even be possible given the circumstances. I'll take whatever punishment her holiness wound give me, but I won't let this brat live after what he did to my brother.'

"You dare hurt my brother... I hope you have said your prayers. No matter what demon god you serve, I will obliterate you in an instant!" The ponytail yelled at the top of his lungs.

All of a sudden, his hair started floating in the air and thunder started twirling around his clenched fists. The sight of thunder snapped Zok back to reality. He couldn't come up with a reason why the symbol of Okun's anger was revolving around that man's fist.

'What the hell is this basta.rd blabbering? Demon god? There is only one God in heaven, Okun... isn't it?' Another crackle from the man's fist snapped him back once again, 'That thunder does not look good. I have to dodge it at all costs.'

"Prepare to die!!!" The ponytail roared in rage before charging in towards Zok.

Zok knew what he had to do, but it seemed his body was in disagreement with his mind. He wanted to move away, but his body was rooted into one spot, refusing to move. Zok wasn't aware of it, but the reason he wasn't able to move was due to the stunning effect of the ponytail's skill: Thunderclap.

It was a three-stage based skill, and Zok was currently under the influence of the first stage, thus had been stunned to make sure that the enemy wouldn't be able to dodge the second and most important stage. Which was to make the enemy bleed using a single strike from the fist. Once that happened, the thunder revolving around the user's fist would enter the target's body by tracing the blood and fry them from the inside.

But the skill could just as easily backfire as well. The user doesn't have any control over the thunder once it's released and could as well harm the user instead. That was the reason why even after the ponytail had been taught this skill by the shamanka herself, he had never actually had to opportunity to use it until now. Or more like, he had never dared to use the skill in case it backfired on him.

But Zok wasn't as hopeless. After all, someone had taken quite a liking to him and that certain someone did not want him to die so soon.

[The Depraved One frowns at the situation and would like to help you out.]

[Are you willing to accept The Depraved One's blessing?]