Chapter 63: Stop Using Toys and Fight Me Like the Devil
A loud, wordless shriek tore out of Empress Diana’s throat as she looked up toward the ceiling.
The ground beneath her trembled violently, sending debris from the cracked walls. "I don’t need anyone to tell me rats are dirty."
Countless waves of purple light drifted and swirled around her while strands of her long hair flapped on her shoulders. "I wanted to just make you know your place."
Her eyebrows furrowed as she pointed a sharp arm toward the unfazed, lazily standing man. "But I’ve changed my mind."
Levi sighed once and nodded in disbelief, then clapped. "Bravo for your kind mercy, Empress."
He scratched his chin and turned a laughing look to Maya. "Was she always this merciful, or did she just pick it up?"
Maya placed her right palm on her chest and laughed, her attire rustling softly.
"No need to say anything." Levi raised his shoulders for a second, then lowered them as he looked back at the Empress. "I would have appreciated your kind options. Though you didn’t say the other one. But none of them entice me."
Four purple lights leaped out of Empress Diana’s side and shot toward Levi like spears, slicing his shoulder bone. "I wasn’t asking you to tell me whether you will adhere to my options."
Empress Diana moved forward, leaping through the air as the wind from her movement wiped the last dust off the altar. "Whatever the case is, you and your whores won’t leave here alive."
More of the dancing threads slipped from her side and streaked toward Levi and his concubines.
Levi closed his eyes and relaxed his shoulders, a faint bone-cracking sound echoing from his frame. "Let them come, I’m waiting."
Two purple light spears flew up and under both arms as he raised them sideways, spreading them as if being crucified.
Sparkling blue glows danced around him as the purple spears drifted past, screeching on his cloak and trousers.
A loud blasting sound erupted from behind Levi, causing him to crack one eye open. Maya lifted the wrist sleeve of her crimson gown while three purple spears came directly for her face. Crack! Bing! Bang!
Sparkling embers lingered in her wine-colored hair as she lowered her right arm slowly and threw a cold glance at the Empress. ’She’s getting weaker and weaker everyday but doesn’t have any idea of it.’
Just as four of the purple spears targeted Lyra Ashveil in a diamond shape, Lyra moved through them with a sweet barley dance. ’Are there any others at all?’
She ducked under the fifth purple spear that came for her neck, her heavy, soft breasts swaying with the fluid movement. ’That was fast, but not fast enough to catch me.’
Her ample hips shifted as she straightened up and shook her shoulders.
Mother Beatrice and Senna Drae exchanged warm glances when they saw seven purple spears moving toward their direction.
Mother Beatrice winked at Senna, then sidestepped the portion of spears that came toward her. Senna hissed, then squinted at the spears. ’Pathetic.’
She stood still until there was no space between her eyes and the weapon, then turned her head sideways, watching the clicking purple light spear flash in front of her.
A blinding light exploded from behind her as the spear went straight into the collarbone of the kneeling Agatha.
A sharp cry of pain escaped from Agatha’s mouth as the purple light spear seeped through flesh, breaking the bones completely. "Ahhhh!"
Sweet, warm blood gushed out, leaking from her shattered and disjointed shoulders.
Colorful sparks lingered in the inner sanctum of the tower as the kneeling noblewomen blocked all the purple light spears moving in their direction with just a swipe of their left arms. Shunk! Swipe! Squash!
The ground around Levi blasted with the burning signature of the purple light spears as he cracked both eyes open. "Ah, so not even one pierced me?"
He lowered his arms and glanced at his wrists before looking straight forward. "Empress Diana."
Hot gasps escaped from the Empress’s nose and mouth while her chest heaved. Her eyebrows narrowed when she focused on Levi and saw not even a single scar on him, except the single cut line the stone had left on his left cheek. ’How...?’
Diana forced her shoulders straight and hurled another set of purple spears at Levi. He plowed them out of his sight with a single swipe of his left arm. "Stop using toys and fight me like you would have fought the devil."
Just as the last purple spear blasted around Levi, he walked through its smoke as if it was nothing special.
Empress Diana’s arms trembled when she saw Levi brush the poisonous gas of her spiritual spears away with lazy swipes. ’That’s not possible.’
Beads of sweat lingered on her face, while electrified chills ran down her spine. The sharp, blazing purple glows and her glistening silver gown all dulled when Levi stopped one foot away from her.
Her ankles buckled and her boots touched the ground as her body collapsed. "YOU’RE NOT WHAT I THOUGHT YOU WERE!"
Levi’s eyes narrowed for a second and calmed when he snapped his head slightly forward. "I didn’t hear you... what did you say?"
Diana crumpled on the ground, her elbows hitting hard against the silver runes behind the altar.
Muffled murmurs echoed from behind Levi, making his ears twitch as two kneeling, noble high-tier women pushed themselves to their feet and screamed. "Stop this..."
A warm wave of crimson glow flashed out of Maya and closed their mouths in a second, trapping their words to burn in their throats.
Levi tilted his gaze slightly at Maya’s reaction, squinting at their sealed lips. ’So, this Maya can also do this?’
Memories of his earthly Maya making her followers fracture the mouths of everyone that talked bad or insulted her flashed in his head. ’I’m sure this Maya and the Maya I knew are the same, just that this one has magical powers and the earthly one had wealth.’
A sharp clicking sound brought Levi’s mind back to the inner sanctum as Empress Diana crawled backward, trying to flee from him.
Just as Levi crouched down and crossed his arms on his own lap, a wave of pure, unadulterated heat exploded within Empress Diana.
Her eyes widened when she felt her royal purple inner trousers soak through a stream of internal, discarded, scented fluids. ’FUCK!’
