Chapter 234: How is He Doing It?

Chapter 234: How is He Doing It?

I felt a sudden burst of pain in my chest, catching me completely off guard. Looking down, I was shocked to see a soft feminine hand protruding from my chest. My lungs burned, and I felt as if I were drowning in my own blood.

How did I not sense her approach? Was it teleportation or something else? No time to ponder that now!

Instead of pushing her arm away, I instinctively grabbed onto the woman's arm and tightened my grip.

Zumi was the first to arrive beside me, quickly discarding her face mask and jacket. She was dressed in only a sports bra and hot-pants, her dark hair tied up in a bun. Her pale skin, thick lips, and confident expression with a hint of shame were impossible to fully appreciate in the midst of the chaos. She even had visible abs.

But there was no time to dwell on appearances, as Zumi immediately struck the person who had stabbed me from behind. I felt the impact reverberate through my body as the attacker was sent flying, her hand leaving a hold on my chest.

I turned to explain things to the others, but only a wet gurgle and black blood came out of my mouth. Grrrlk!

The woman who had attacked us wore a black dress, her long dark hair falling around her creepy red eyes with a black sclera. A fist-sized red gem was embedded in her chest. She was Perenelle, the woman with the power to birth God.

Wasn't she supposed to be bed-ridden? Has the God-creating process not even started yet?

I cursed myself for this oversight. Maybe creating a God couldn't be done in just a month or two. Whatever the case, the situation demanded my immediate attention. In the original story she was weakened, but that didnt seem to be the case now.

{Perfect Me}

'Order: heal me!'

The ability activated but immediately turned off. Healing this injury wasn't within the capabilities of Perfect Me; it couldn't regenerate my lungs or possibly my damaged heart.

Desperation set in. Darkness crept into the corners of my vision, and I began to feel cold and drowsy. I was losing too much blood.

I need a way to heal fast!

***

Perenelle had witnessed many extraordinary things in her long life, but she never considered herself much of a fighter. She excelled as a divinator, a seal mistress, a talisman maker, and a creator of life. But never a fighter.

Her husband, on the other hand, was renowned as the strongest exorcist of his time and lived for hundreds of years. Tragically, he met his end while trying to challenge the drunken Yamata No Orochi, a serpentine monster. The creature used a mysterious poison that nullified her husband's concept of unbreakable immortality, leading to his demise.

His statement sent a chill down Perenelle's spine. Did he somehow know about her special ability? She had never revealed it to anyone.

Regardless, this solidified her resolve to act. Even if there were losses, she had to eliminate Kon here and now, no matter the cost.

With her resolution firm, red streaks spread through her body, as if it was cracking apart. She could feel her lifespan draining, weakening her physical form. Though the red gem in her chest, her husband's invention, granted her almost infinite lifespan, it could only prevent natural aging. Using her lifespan to empower herself meant enduring permanent weakness and old age.

To further enhance her abilities, she created a barrier enveloping her skin and accelerated her bodily time using {Body Accel}.

It was a simple yet unique ability - it allowed her to manipulate her own time, making herself faster. She could only multiply her speed by four times, which might not seem like much, but at her level, it was impressive.

As she started moving, the world around her turned silent, rendering everything in black and white.

Though she could only control her own time, she moved so swiftly that it felt as if time itself had stopped. In an instant, she appeared behind Kon. Even with Perenelle's incredible speed, Zumi's eyes managed to keep up, but Kon's body couldn't match the movements.

Unaware of what had just happened, Kon stared at her afterimage in surprise.

Perenelle couldn't figure out how the boy had deduced her special ability, but once a power was revealed, someone would inevitably come up with a countermeasure.

She replicated her first attack, stabbing Kon in the back. However, she felt something strange as the flesh she had pierced wriggled and tightened around her arm. She tried to withdraw her arm, but it was too slow.

Zumi had already covered half the distance towards them.

A discomforting feeling stirred in Perenelle's stomach once again.

Kon had somehow predicted her attack pattern. Perenelle furrowed her brow, trying to remember if she had encountered him before, but nothing came to mind. Despite her long age, she would surely remember someone who made her feel so uneasy.

However, Kon had made an error too. He had assumed she would be weaker and wouldn't have confronted her if he hadn't believed that.

"In an exorcist battle, small mistakes lead to big consequences," Perenelle whispered, deactivating her technique to ensure Kon heard her words.

"I know" Kon responded.

Though she couldn't see his face, Perenelle felt like the youngster was smiling. She spread her Ord, and sensed that the brat had moved his organs out of the way and she hadnt hit anything vital. Now, it was her turn to smile. You think I wont make sacrifices too?

When she said that, her dark hair started getting trends of white and she swung her hand upward, cutting through Kons lungs, ribs, liver, shoulder blade, and heart.