1594 Chapter 1419: Iajustu


    "Y-You…"


    Before Wilhelmina could say anything the Shadow Queen flicked her fingers and the girls attacked,bining the holy element together with hell me.


    Kaboom!


    ''''!!!!!!"


    Wilhelmina''s body was swallowed and she uttered a deafening cry.


    Topletely kill the enemy, the Shadow Queen preformed a ritual, numerous hand signs were made creating an ominous looking magic circle.


    "———!"


    Along with the Shadow Queen''s actions, a fuzzy, shadow-like soul was extracted from the scorched body by an unknown force, trembling violently as though resisting. However, she flourished the sickle without hesitation and the soul screeched, before being absorbed into the sickle entirely. As the soul vanished, the remains under the daylight shattered and disappearedpletely.


    The Shadow Queen lowered her head and stared at the sickle in her hand where there was an indistinct, mourning face flickering from time to time, eventually vanishing. She let out a snort, before turning her hand around and putting the sickle away.


    At this moment, the bright radiance of the sun had infiltrated the night skypletely.


    Night was over and it was the start of a new day.


    ''''Let''s go back!" Alex ordered as he turned his head and vanished. He had deal a severe blow to the enemy by killing two of his generals. This annoying game was about toe to an end.


    °°°°°°


    Meanwhile, in the outside world, Gracier''s location, after conquering the dungeon, the group was meet with an unexpected ambush outside, a fight broke out.


    mes zed across thend. The scorching heat devoured the verdant in as magma overflowed from the fissures of the meltednd like creatures raising their heads with self-awareness. The sea of mes grew wider as Gracier stood in its middle silently. The high temperature and violent gales congested the space around her, roaring as though they were about to destroy all living beings in this territory.


    Shing!


    A shimmering ice spear flitted across the air, fixing on the youngdy. Without turning around and gazing at it, she pointed her right hand in its direction and almost immediately after, the surrounding mes whirled into a wall that defied the ice spear. Shortly after, two streaks of magical radiances shed and dispersed the white mist instantly. At the same time, Gracier twitched her brows slightly and leaned her body to the left subtly as a razor-sharp de airflow burst out of the mist ferociously, aimed at her chest. If she were any other spell caster, she would be bewildered by this close-distance ambush. However, there wasn''t the slightest trace of panic on her face o her young face at all, not even when the razor-sharp de was about to prate her chest and cut off strands of her hair. Gracier raised her left arm and with this motion, she controlled the heat intensity thus generating wind''s currents. The winds currents whirled around her arm like an obedient pet jumping onto her hand gently and morphed into a sturdy barrier in front of her.


    ng! ng! ng!


    A series of rasps sounded as the de collided on the wind shield, sttering res in all directions. The formidable shield coalesced from mighty wind''s currents deflected the de. The enemy swordsman who had missed the opportunity to take her down turned around and thrust his left leg at her calf. Gracier took a step back, evading his attack immediately. However, she didn''t expect the enemy swordsman to continue his aggression and a dazzling sh of light appeared beside him once again. It was another fluctuating de light that came striking at her like a specter.


    me sword!


    She witnessed the shimmering de light but the motion of her hand didn''te to a halt. She stooped over slightly, reached for her waist with her right hand. Along with this movement, the wavering mes gathered around her waist and quickly coalesced into a scarlet sword. She clutched the hilt and shed forward.


    "———!"


    The delusive de light split the space open, only to be stopped by a bright, scarlet ray of light. In the blink of an eye, the enemy swordsman and Gracier collided. But shortly after, the former shuddered and his head flew up into the sky as a stream of pitch-ck blood sprayed from his severed neck. Before his corpse crumbled to the ground, the impatient magma in the surroundings metamorphosed into the shape of tentacles, binding the corpse tightly and dragging it into the sea of magma. Without even making a sound, the corpse melted as it submerged. Gracier didn''t even nce at her defeated enemy. She swung the sword coalesced from mes without any hesitation. Shortly after, in a loud explosion, the sword transformed into multiple meteorites thatunched forward. The elf mage in the distance witnessed this scene and grimaced. She grunted, lifting the staff high up and striking it on the ground with force. The vastnd froze instantly. A crystal-clear ice barrier expanded like a blooming flower with her in the middle. The zing meteorites whistling across the air crashed onto the transparent ice shield.


    Boom! Boom! Boom!


    White steam spurted upon impact, enveloping the elf mage entirely. Due to this reason, she didn''t witness Gracier bending over again into a sword-drawing stance. She stared sharply at the dense white mist before her. Even though the white mist concealed her vision, her gaze was sharp, as though she saw through everything that was behind the mist. At that moment, another fiery sword took shape on her waist. This was the skill she learned recently, and also the one that she taught her this was none other than Sakuya.


    The Sword-drawing Assault, Iajustu it was called in Sakuya''s nativenguage Gracier believe.


    As a spell caster, a mage, she didn''t learn ordinary and cumbersome spells. She also didn''t need to learn defensive or offensive sword skills. After all, she had unique offensive spells (Skills) and as a me mage, she could never match up against pure swordsmen in terms of swordsmanship. It would be truly foolish of her topete against a pure swordsman. This was why she only needed to learn how to kill with a sword. Just this alone was enough.


    And this swordsmanship of hers was designed for that very purpose. There was only one move in her Sword-drawing Assault, and she couldn''t retreat after shing the sword. This was Gracier''schoice as a spell caster in fights at close quarters. n/?/vel/b//jn dot c//om


    Gazing at the mist ahead, her heterochromia eyes glinted inexplicably.


    At the next moment, she vanished swiftly and a shiny, scarlet line passed through the ice shield. The wind pressure from this phenomenal speed scattered the mist in an instant. Before the elf mage knew it, Gracier was already standing behind her, clutching her zing sword and staring at her in silence. The elf mage maintained her fighting stance. She lifted the staff and gazed grimly ahead. Around her were countless ice crystals that had merged into a sturdy, defensive barrier. At that moment, both of them had as thoughe to a pause. But shortly after, a straight line emerged from the ice barrier and thete, powerful pressure raised the ice barrier that was split into two. Then, zing mes fluttered and devoured the shattered ice barrier like a starving beast. Gracier canceled the me sword and stood amidst this destion like a Goddess of destruction.


    Somehow, it was a picturesque scene instead of appearing horrific.


    Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!


    Nickaido