Chapter 1280 Energy Destruction Touch
Redvers Scovel grew bigger and taller. His right palm fully grabbed Tang Shaoyang's jaw, bringing Tang Shaoyang with him in the air before crashing to the ground. Redvers Scovel pushed Tang Shaoyang's head to the ground, and his feet stepped on the thigh, ensuring Tang Shaoyang would not be able to break free.
Redvers Scovel had grown much bigger, around five meters tall. He was more like a standing wolf than the previous humanoid beastmen. The fur turned into jet black, and a crown-like horn was on his head. His nostril let out a hot steam, showing how furious the wolf beastmen were.
Underneath the palm, Tang Shaoyang was smiling, meeting Redvers Scovel's reddened eyes, "You are quite emotional just because I hit you once. That was just the start."
The void formed below Tang Shaoyang and both entered the gap which connected to the gap twenty meters above them. Redvers Scovel was caught off guard that he was suddenly in the air and his grips loosened. Tang Shaoyang easily flipped their position in the air. The Heavenly Energy gathered in his right hand, Heavenly Crushing Strike. His fist moved toward Redvers Scovel's chest.
Before the fist hit the chest, a barrier formed around Redvers Scovel. Not just one barrier, but two barriers. The first hit the barrier and sent Redvers Scovel down to the ground.
Boom!
The ground sunk in as cracks started to spread, and the wave of dust spread out with Redvers Scovel embedded into the ground. Tang Shaoyang glanced to the side, and sure enough, at the last moment, Saintess Marisha once more cast the defensive skill on Redvers Scovel, saving his life not just once but twice.
"As I thought, you are more annoying than the animal. I should have killed you first," Tang Shaoyang muttered with a frown.
Saintess Marisha was no longer alone as more knights transformed with their Angel Transformation surrounded. Even Saintess Marisha also used her transformation skills. She was the six-winged angel, still less impressive compared to his eight-pair wing with an additional dragon wing in the middle, overlapping with the black and white feather wing.
A figure lurched upward once more, Redvers Scovel would not go down that easily. However, Tang Shaoyang was not going to get caught with the same tactic. He caught Redvers Scovel's hand with his left, their hands interlocked in the air, and he held it tight.
"I have not tried this yet, and you might be the best target to try the skill," Tang Shaoyang was talking about the Destructive Strike, the skill he got after learning the Way of Destruction class. There were three active and three passive skills granted by the class with one of them being the suicide skill. He did not have the chance to try the skill yet, and this was the time, 'I just hope it's as destructive as its name.'
His right arm shone in red, deep red. He sent the punch right at Redvers Scovel's chest. Again, just like before, Saintess Marisha once more helped out, casting two defensive skills on Redvers Scovel.
Boom!
Redvers Scovel was sent back to the ground once more, but this time, he hurled a scream as he fell. The reason was that he just lost his hand. His body crashed to the ground, but his entire right arm was still in Tang Shaoyang's hand. The black flame burst out of Tang Shaoyang's palm, burning the entire arm.
Badump! Badump! Badump!
Redvers Scovel got back on his feet even though his chest sank, and blood trickled out of his mouth. But he felt a sensation he had not felt for a long time, making his heartbeat beat up even faster and louder. He looked up to figure in the sky, and he realized the source of this foreign feeling. The fear started to creep out of his heart as he clashed with Tang Shaoyang, and that was not a coincidence but Tang Shaoyang's passive skill, Crippling Spirit.
That was one of the passive skills from the Way of Destruction. The skill gave dread to the opponent that Tang Shaoyang faced, and Redvers Scovel started to feel the dread after three exchanges. The feeling was still insignificant because he did not totally feel defeated, at all. The feeling did not make him want to run away from Tang Shaoyang, it was significant but he could feel it.
Redvers Scovel furrowed his brows as he felt the throbbing pain on his missing hand. He glanced at Saintess Marisha's side, hoping she would stall the time for him to recover. Missing one hand would matter a lot in the fight against Tang Shaoyang. He was not winning a single exchange with both arms, let alone with just one. He needed time to regenerate his right arm.
His eyes widened as he felt something come for him from above. He leaped backward and a figure with a sword hit the spot where he just stood right now. Tang Shaoyang came for him instead of going for Saintess Marisha. Tang Shaoyang did not give a chance for Redvers Scovel to recover as he dashed forward after the giant wolf.
Clank! Clank! Clank!
Redvers Scovel used his remaining arms and claws to block the incoming swords. There was nothing he could do but read the movement and block, and the sword became quicker and quicker for each strike.
'Damn! Where are they?' He was thinking of his people. The moment he landed on the ground with a missing arm, he sent a message to his people to come to aid him. At least, to buy him time until he recovered. However, not a single person came. 'They need a severe punishment for not listening to my order!'
Redvers Scovel got distracted and lost track of Tang Shaoyang. He looked around but he failed to find the person until he sensed someone coming from behind him. He turned around and let out a howl. That was not just a normal howl, but a skill, Fury Howl. The skill was supposed to lower his enemy's stat by five percent. That was something he saved to catch Tang Shaoyang off guard later. Five percent might not be a lot, but it was a lot for someone in Legend Rank, and one could make a wrong move with five percent lower attributes. He wanted to force Tang Shaoyang to make the wrong calculation once he recovered his right arm, but he had to use it right now to save his life.
"Too weak… You are much weaker than I thought, but you are quite durable," Redvers Scovel's eyes widened as he looked down at his chest. The big black sword pierced through his chest from his back, and he did not sense Tang Shaoyang at all. There were six Tang Shaoyang in front of him, and all of them were fake.
Tang Shaoyang formed two Slayer Blades and pierced Redvers Scovel's calf, forcing the big wolf to kneel. He put four more blades on the calf to ensure Redvers Scovel remained on his knees. He walked around the wolf, from the side where his hand was missing. As Tang Shaoyang arrived in front of Redvers Scovel, the wolf tried to brandish his claw but Tang Shaoyang caught his hand easily and tore the remaining hand apart.
"ARGGGHHHH!" Redvers Scovel screamed at the top of his lungs. He tried to gather his energy, but he found out that the mana inside his body was rather chaotic. He tried to use a skill, but the mana broke apart each time he tried to execute the skill, resulting in him failed to use any skill. There was nothing he could do with his skill with his mana that did not work as he intended.
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