Chapter 58: Overwhelming Pride
Leaving aside Gourd, even he would have a hard time fighting the [B] rank Bloodthorn Demonic Warhorse. At that split second when Gourd was rammed by the hooves, even he was unable to fully capture the shadow of the demonic warhorse charging out.
So even if they coordinated together, Gelgar and his team would have a difficult time defeating the warhorse.
However, there was no reason for them to fight it in the first ce, they could leave it behind and just go for its master who ording to Gelgar was the weakest one. Once its master was gone, it would be masterless and Gelgar could easily subdue itter on.
That is why he wanted to separate them and after he defeated its master, there would be no more reason for it to fight them.
After he made his intention known, Gourd immediately started casting earth magic [Earth Spike Missiles] as sharp ten-meter long spikes started taking form out of thin air. These earth spikes were made of the very earth itself and looked very heavy and sturdy.
Shortly after all the earth spikes materialised, he flung all those earth spikes towards the warhorse and flew back himself as if trying to lure the warhorse into chasing after him. The Bloodthorn Demonic Warhorse was a [B] tier subordinate and its intelligence was evenparable to a human.
If they thought that they could treat it like any other low intelligence monster, they were seriously underestimating it. Not only did it not bite into the trap, but it was also aware of what Gelgar and his subordinates were trying to do.
WHOOOSH…
The earth spikes whistled forward and travelled at a great speed but before the attack could evene any closer, the Bloodthorn demonic Warhorse pped its draconic wings. Wild winds generated by just the p of its wings and directly assaulted the earth spike, crashing into them just like a tidal wave.
BOOOOMMM…
A huge sound echoed out when the attacks met, as they disintegrated each other. Rock and debris apanied by wind flew everywhere after the collision and a cloud of dust obstructed the vision. After the dust storm settled, the warhorse could be seen proudly standing in the sky and without a scratch.
Watching this scene made Gelgar click his tongue. He had honestly underestimated its power and if the warhorse stuck to its master, Gelgar would have to go all out and even get ready to incur some heavy losses in the process. That was how guarded he was against the Bloodthorn Demonic Warhorse and the result of Analysis solidified his reasoning even more.
But who would have guessed that the source of headache would willingly separate itself and make it easier for him. Gelgar was pretty much assured that once the demonic warhorse was out of the picture, he could easily take out Simon.
Simon was well aware of what these bunch of ruffians were thinking, he patted the Bloodthorn Demonic Warhorse who was loyally guarding him, and told it to target the Great Blood Ogre. Its three pairs of demonic eyes stared at Simon who was disying an aura of overflowing confidence before nodding its head.
Human-like intelligence shed from the corners of its eyes and it instantly understood the intention of its master. Immediately after it flew away and started chasing after Gourd.
Simon looked at the departing figure of the Bloodthorn Demonic Warhorse before shifting them towards the Gelgar trio. There was nopelling reason for him to fight together with his warhorse because if he did so, Simon felt like it wouldn’t be a battle anymore.
It wasn’t that Simon was being overconfident or underestimating his opponent. It was just that his sense of pride was telling him that he was superior to those in front of him and wouldn’t allow him to give his enemy a reason for their defeat other than the pure difference in their strength. After his rank increased, Simon could clearly feel the vast difference between a Demon Baron and a Demon Viscount and was clearly aware of how powerful the enemy in front of him was.
Gelgar silently watched as the warhorse he was wary of, chase after Gourd, a smile of ridicule on his face. He didn’t think that the warhorse would be stupid enough to leave his master alone. From his perspective, it looked quite intelligent; however, it seemed he was wrong.
Of course, he weed this development after all this made his work all the more easier. Hahaha heughed and was just about to spring into action when the two Demon Baron subordinates behind him spoke out.
“Sir Gelgar there is no reason for you to waste your time and stamina on a foolish demon such as him. He is clearly not worthy of dying by such grace” Mike said as he stepped out. Wings spread wide as he looked at Simon, battle intent shing in his eyes. He wanted to prove his usefulness to his master and this was precisely the opportunity he was looking for. How could they miss it?
“Allow us to battle him, we will show him his ce and torment him for all the losses and humiliation we have suffered until he begs for his death” Berd imed.
They looked at Gelgar as if asking for his permission. They were both peak Level 200 Demon Baron but since their bloodline wasn’t pure enough, their growth was limited to their current level and would not go up any further.
No matter what, a newly born Demon Baron wouldn’t be able to outgrow them. They who were born more than a few decades ago and spent all those years grinding to reach their current level. Not to mention that two of them were attacking him at once, which ensured that there would be no opening that he could exploit to regroup back with his warhorse.
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Race:- Bloodthorn Demonic Warhorse
Rank- [B]
level- 180
Stats:-
Strength:- 3640
Agility:- 3900
Endurance:- 3720
Defense:-3640
Magic:- 4100
luck:- 3630
Skills:- High-Speed Flight, me Magic Mastery, Dark Magic Mastery, Dark Magic Resistance, Detection, Super Agility, Super Strength, Super Defence, Super Endurance, Regeneration, Blunt Resistance, Piercing resistance, Enhanced senses, Steel scale, natural recovery
Inherent Skills:- Stampede, Hundred Mountains Charge, Bloodthorn
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