Chapter 372 Do It For Your Wife
?As the volley of Spiritual blasts fell on Barbara, Chiron watched from a distance.
Like the others, he was also on his flying core beasts.
Chiron had faced one or two bronze rank fighters before, but never had he seen one like Barbara.
After all, how was it that a Bronze rank cultivator could receive such volley of blasts from Tersseracts and still be standing.
Of course the power that one tesseract could produce was said to be the full energy hit of a bronze rank fighter.
However, how was it possible that she could take on so many without a single scracth on her skin.
Chiron shook his head as he turned to Mani, and then he gave a side smile.
At least for now, things were still going according to plan.
"MANI!!!" Barbara's voice cut through the loud chaos of the battlefield. This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com
By now, the vandorian army was already engaged in fierce battle with the Highlanders.
The bold Highlanders, with their determination to see their oppressors fall to the very end were relentless in their pursuit.
This was most especially true for those that were of the Red aura tribe of anger and the yellow tribe of fear.
the battlefield itself became a party of bright aura colors, all aimed at tearing their opponents apart.
The plan had been a simple one. Use the core beasts to tear apart the defenses of the enemy, and then take the Vandorian army apart while they were down and exhausted.
So far, it was proving to be a very solid plan. However, even Barbara was aware that sooner than later, the vast advantage that an organized army like this have in discipline would tumble the face of the War.
She was smart enough to know that the Vandorian army had more developed weaponry, and more discipline than the unruly highland.
Mani was no fool. he could clearly see that he was now coughing up his blood essence.
In fact, deep in his head, he could see that his dantain was shaky. In fact, it had cracks on the walls.
For whatsoever reason, the mirror egg was damaging him.
Getting one's Dantain damaged was never a good thing. This could lead to a loss of power. After all, his father had had a dantain injury and he ended up losing his cultivation.
There were even some very extreme cases where an individual had lost their lives because of an injury to the dantain.
If he was not careful, he could end up like those ones, blowing up into nothingness.
Such a Scenario played in his head and he wanted to stop. However, he suddenly heard Barbara's voice again.
"These Vandorian scum took a peaceful life from You. They took your wife, raped her, and forced her to suicide, and here you are, at the edge of executing vengeance for what they took from you, and you are more bothered by the few drops of blood you have lost?
Or have you forgotten how their beast took pleasure from her body, and her innocent blood run through the streets of your village."
Those words instantly excited a kind of settled range deep within him.
After all, how could he forget such a thing. Even till now, he remembered the smell of her blood mixed with the earth, and the stain of her tears as they ran down her cheeks, pleading for help.
He still remembered her gaze, locked with his own, as she endured the biggest suffering of her life that led to her death.
As his anger was roused, the Blue aura rune on his chest shone slightly, suddenly igniting his Dantain. Instead of the normal Purple that came as a result of his Aura color, his body gave out red aura.
It was just like the time he had fought against the vandorian soldiers.
Trauma was resurrecting his hate and thus his anger, which in turn poured out in red aura.
Although this happened, it did not stop his dantain from showing more cracks on the walls.
These cracks would heal up as a result of the Blue rune of hope that granted healing properties, but would then crack up again.
This was a terribly process that continually repeated itself again and again, until those cracks started to show on his skin.