Harris’s body was also full of burns; however, it seemed he had found a hidden place to hide, so the burns on his body were not too serious.
At this time, Harris’s hands were placed on the ground, and the entire area around him was dyed black like ink.
From the blackened area around Harris, a black line like the shadow of a string connected from there to Lathel’s shadow.
“Is it painful?” Harris laughed fiercely: “This is the pain I endured when my family was killed.”
“No, that’s not enough. I must cut you into a hundred pieces and use your head as a sacrifice for the souls of my dead family.”
Lathel frowned, not knowing what the hell Harris was talking about; however, he didn’t care too much.
He felt that his heart was in extreme pain, it was to the point that he almost fainted from the pain.
Not only did the sword pierce his heart, but countless black threads from inside the sword began to ravage his body, puncturing all of his blood vessels and internal organs.
Lathel knelt down, his hands on the ground, supporting his body. He could feel that his life was about to go out like a flame.
Harris now slowly stood up, his face showing a fierce look and a triumphant smile: “Hahahaha… Hahahaha…”
“You and Alec are both the same, both very strong, both very arrogant.”
“But… the last survivor is still me? If you’re just a little cowardly and pretend to be unconscious, I’ll have the chance to kill you.”
“Hahahaha… Lathel, you’re so stupid. You’re so stupid that it makes me feel pitiful.”
“Do you think only Alec wants to kill you?”
“No! I want to kill you too! I hate you, I hate you so much that every drop of blood in my body is urging me to kill you.”
“You are very strong… but you will die in the end.”
“Hahahaha… don’t worry… Your strength and Alec’s strength… will all be mine.”
“I will become the lord, restore the glory of my family, and rule this empire.”
“Hahahahaha…”
Lathel knelt on the ground, unable to hear what Harris was saying, he only felt that the scene before his eyes was becoming blurred.
The memories in his head were replaying like a slow-motion movie.
From the moment he was born to the moment he arrived on Earth… then…
‘Wait! What is this?’
Lathel suddenly saw a dark area in his memory, as if that memory area was covered with a black sheet by someone.
He stretched out his hand, intending to grasp those hidden memories, when suddenly, a system information panel appeared.
[Ding! Activate ‘Blessing of the Nature Goddess’ – Bailout. Begin calculating the damage you have received.]
“Do you want me to help you?” Just then, Viva’s voice rang out.
“You… will help me?”
“Of course.” Viva smiled and said: “I also don’t want an interesting person like you to die. Besides… you are very suitable to use my power.”
“So… help me… please…” Lathel said, his words starting to sound?hard to hear.
[Ding! The ‘Blessing of the Goddess of Nature’ was temporarily stopped. Your life is gradually being healed.]
…
Harris now approached Lathel, reached out, and pulled out the sword that was piercing Lathel’s heart.
Whoosh!
As soon as the sword was pulled out, fresh blood shot out like a waterfall, spraying onto Harris’s face. However, that made his face even more ferocious, making the bloodlust and anger inside him rise even more.
“Even though I really want to torture you more,… your power is too strange.” Harris frowned and said: “If I let you live longer, I’m afraid… more strange things will happen.”
“It’s best if I kill you first, then take all your powers. Then… I will kill Alec and take his power.”
“In the end… what you and Alec have been trying to get will become mine.”
After Harris finished speaking, he aimed his sword at Lathel’s neck and slashed down.
The sharp blade, carrying a strange black energy, slashed towards Lathel’s neck.
Harris was like an executioner; in his mind, there was only one thought… beheading Lathel.
Bang!
“Hmm?!” Harris was startled when his blade collided with Lathel’s head, and the sound of metal rang out.
The blade couldn’t even hurt Lathel slightly.
“What the hell?!” Harris shouted angrily, the thing he was most worried about had finally appeared.
From the beginning, he felt that Lathel’s power was a bit strange. According to Melyne, Lathel’s level was only 20.
Even though several days had passed, Lathel might have reached level 30, but it would not be possible for him to become this strong.
Moreover, Lathel’s fighting method was extremely special, as he could use magic without chanting incantations.
Although he is a magician, he has extremely terrible physical strength, more than that of fighters or Berserkers.
There is only one explanation, which is that Lathel is another race disguised as a human.
Harris, of course, did not give up; he continued to swing his sword, but this time he used all his strength.
His blade radiated a blinding black aura, and a strange power surrounded Harris’s blade.
He grinned contemptuously: “Even if your skin is as hard as metal, I can still cut off your head.”
Whoosh!
The sword light was blinding, and the blade drew a semicircle in the air, aiming straight towards Lathel’s head once again.
WHOOSH!
Suddenly, a gust of wind broke out—no, it was an explosion of air pressure that pushed Harris back.
Harris tried to stabilise his body; he held his sword tightly as he was in disbelief.
At this time, Lathel slowly stood up; his outer skin was slowly turning transparent. However, what Harris saw when Lathel’s skin became transparent was not Lathel’s internal organs.
Inside, at the location of Lathel’s heart, was a burning fire; countless lightning bolts were connected from his heart, spreading to his entire body like blood vessels and nerves.
Two wings sprouted from Lathel’s back, however, Harris did not know which race the wings belonged to because those wings looked like a bundle of countless lightning bolts combined.
Lathel’s forehead also grew a horn that was more than 10cm long, on the horn were red lines like rivers of lava.
BAM!
Another blast of air pressure exploded, the ground under Lathel’s feet caved in, and countless spider web cracks spread from there.
The atmosphere became so heavy that it was suffocating. Countless lightning bolts shot out of Lathel’s body, and extremely terrifying storms of energy like waves continuously blew away large rocks.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
The ground seemed to be trembling as if to welcome an extremely terrible creature.
Harris stood in the distance with his eyes wide open. Seeing this scene, he felt even more desperate.
He thought that if he pretended to be unconscious and waited for Alec and Lathel to fight until he was exhausted, he would be the one to spread the net and collect the spoils.
But he was thinking too simply.
No, Harris was very careful; he didn’t think that when Lathel was about to die, he would burst out with terrible power like a monster.
At this time, Lathel also brought a kind of pressure to Harris that was many times more terrible than before.
Harris could feel the atmosphere becoming thicker, as if he were sinking into mud.
He even felt as if there was a mountain pressing on his shoulders.
His legs trembled so violently that he was unable to stand.
Looking at Lathel right now, he looked like a devil from hell. The energy erupting from his body was so terrible that it formed countless hurricanes that blew everything away.
“He… what the hell is he?”
Lathel turned hishead to look at Harris, startling him.
He took a deep breath, trying to control his trembling hands to hold the sword tightly.
Bam!
Bam!
Bam!
Each step Lathel took left a deep hole in the ground, causing the place to crumble and crack.
Harris wanted to retreat; he wanted to run away, but… he couldn’t seem to control his body.
Lathel was only about 5 meters away from Harris when she suddenly stopped walking. He clenched his fist, then swung it out.
“Hmm?!” Before Harris could understand what happened, a loud explosion rang out.
BAM!
A stream of air pressure exploded, forming a hurricane that blew through Harris.
Although that hurricane only lasted less than three seconds and then disappeared, blood flowed from Harris’s ears and nose like streams.
Harris tremblingly raised his hand to touch the blood flowing down his face, then looked at his bloody fingers. Despair appeared in his heart.
“Monster… you… you are a monster.” Harris stammered, his body constantly trembling.
At this moment, Harris really regretted it. He wanted to slap himself really hard because why did he have the chance to escape just now But he decided to stay.
Why did he make such a stupid decision?
However, in this world, there is no medicine to cure the disease called ‘regret’.
Every mistake has a price to pay.
The price Harris has to pay will probably be terrible.
“You… I’m sorry.” Harris stammered. He knelt on the ground, his face filled with fear: “I had no intention of harming those Yordles.”
“I’m really sorry; I regret it. I… at that time… at that time Alec wanted to kill the Yordles, I had no intention of killing them.”
Harris felt both scared and ashamed, to the point of wanting to commit suicide.
Since he was born, he has never knelt in front of anyone. This was the first time he did this, however… in the face of death, he was really scared.
To survive, he can do anything.
If he were survived, he swore… he would never face Lathel again.
He swore that he would not go near Lathel again.
Lathel saw Harris kneeling on the ground, without any pity appearing in his mind.
He reached out and pointed his index finger at Harris. At this moment, a bolt of lightning shot out at a terrifying speed, like a beam of light, piercing Harris’s abdomen.
“You…” Harris lowered his head to look at the hole in his stomach, then looked up at Lathel: “You… you…”