Requiem Of A Failed Hero

Chapter 387 Tough Fight (2)
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Chapter 387 Tough Fight (2)

Free falling was the least he had to worry about. The abominable creature shot its tentacle and captured his legs with its fanged pads. It swung him up and smashed him on the ground again. Flipped him over to the other side and smashed again.

With each smash, Raith felt his senses give out. Tremors ran across his muscles to his head, shaking his brain in fact. He clearly passed out for two or three seconds each time and was unable to do anything.

Thard - Harl on the other hand watched him get beaten mercilessly. With a blank frown hinged on his face.

'I hope you are enjoying this bastard. I hope you are seeing this and you are ugh…!!'

"Uwerghk!!"

His thoughts got interrupted as the monster slammed him again – He sponged out a liquid mass of crimson as the monster slammed him to the ground. His whole body shuddered and toppled under the force of its power.

Not to say of the piercing pain, diving like arrows through his muscles, soon even his thigh and every nerve in his body was beginning to hurt as much. Yet, Raith gritted his teeth, his endurance for pain was to be respected. He bit on his teeth like he was biting hard metal. Trying to stay woke and sane from the pain.

The monster was relentless, furious obviously. The speed of its tentacles suddenly increased and smashed Raith without rest. Slamming to this side of the ground then to that side and to this side again.

It was a very disturbing scene, and that Raith was still struggling and forcing himself out every uncontrollable attempt at fainting was almost synonymous to a miracle.

He jacked himself off the the powerful grip of unconsciousness. Bent down and circled his hands around the tentacles. It was very uncomfortable and hard to maintain a position like considering that the tentacle was currently whoozing through the air to smash him on the ground again.

And as it did, Raith yelped but bit his teeth down immediately. The pain was more intense this time because his hack was curved. He felt like his cords had been violated.

As the tentacle took up again. Raith did not miss the timing, he narrowed his arms, choking the tentacles within it.

A screech soared into the air and the appendage suddenly became stiff and stopped midair. Raith grinned and put more power to his arms, cramping the large flagellum with more strength.

The monster continued to scream, filling the atmosphere with a deafening sound of metal scraping against another metal.

Despite its pitiful cry, Raith did not stop. The second wounded tentacle finally began to move.

'...just a little more… almo…st there!'

The tentacle encircled within Raith's arms burst, it's vessels spitting out purple blood. Raith felt the tentacles fang reduce its pressure on his leg.

He contracted his hand then reamed it into the appendage, tearing it out on one side.

The tentacle fell helplessly, loosing it grip on Raith.

The lady that watched from the mountain was filled with so much awe, her eyes widened and glimmered with a dangerous likening.

Raith was falling though. She had to do something, she thought and frowned a second later.

The young lady took a few steps back and leaped away from the mountain with all the speed she could currently gather. She began loosing her armor as she floated in the air.

As she did, her underclothe was armless, and on her forearm a webbed tattoo could be seen stretching towards her elbow, it was the same for the other hand too.

The young lady's eyes shone with a pink light and something began to plaster off her skin. It stretched out like a webbed transparent wing and was soon flapping, turning to a blur.

The lady turned into a ray of pink light and dove down, catching Raith in her arms just before he could touch the floor.

Raith was initially ready to twist his body in the last effort to absorb the shock of the landing. There was nothing that could have happened, he was not going to die from that kind of landing besides now, he had the blood crystallization property of the [source].

The lady caught him just when he was about to twist, so it was quite an awkward position, his back and butt facing her face. His hands extended and ready to take the landing first.

Now he was frozen in a position like that… in her arms. She gently landed and as she tried to get balance, she had underestimated the weight of the human she wanted to help.

In fact, that she had managed to even carry him was owed to the weightless property of her wing. When in the air, she looses her weight, anything she touches also loses their weight.

However, the moment her feet touches the ground? The skill would stop functioning. She stumbled to the ground and Raith fell on her.

Immediately, he shot to his feet. Clouding his embarrassment with seriousness, he turned to the monster.

"Thank you but this battle is far from over."

He howled and turned to the monster. With one tentacle almost ineffect and one completely dead, it was left with no more choice but to use the only thing it knew had most.

The monster's third tentacle turned to them and at that moment it began to run forward. However, a little meters to the front, it forelimbs expelled more river of blood and the monster came crumbling on its belly.

Raith grinned, 'don't you dare underestimate me! You piece of crap'

Raith had gone for its legs for a reason. Even though he wasn't able to complete deal with all four legs.

The monster had an overall stone coated body. Should it decide to use that body with its crushing weight, that would drive Raith to a corner.

Initially he had wanted to immobilize it completely and prevent the vile abomination from using its body as power. But Raith failed at it.

But that worked out for the best anyways. The abomination was currently unable to walk. It's weight was too much for only the hindlimb to bear.

Not wasting further seconds, Raith took off, ran fast and limbed over the monster's back.

He clenched his fist and began a rain of pummeling.

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