Chapter 85: Scouting Party?

The head of the Cannon Yelper fell to the ground, another one came to the scene until a giant sword fell onto it, decapitating the wingless ground wyvern.

"New variant of Yelper, its cannon is devastating enough to break through a level three mana barrier."

A hooded woman floating in the air, equipped with armor of mild protection engraved by orichalcum runes upon a bluish special steel of its plate. Neither light nor heavy, on her back was a circular rack of sword-holders that could hold 4 normal swords at every 45° angle. Her long silver hair was escaping from her hood. Her race was unknown.

Her mana's wavelength was that of a usurper in the Peak Alcazar Establishment stage. It could have terrified many low rank calamities but the Yelper certainly was being controlled by someone.

The swords were at the size of a normal sword but when unsheathed from its holder, it grew into eight times its size. "There is another one, Gushen, seven o'clock from you.'

On the ground near her was a male ferrowl, barely protected by armor except for an aristocratic fine uniform. In contrast he was holding a unique melee artifact in the form of a 3 meters scythe with a jarringly curved wide blade.

Without any effort, he swung his massive scythe. The shockwave elevated the soil and everything on its path into an ascending wall of destruction that span 50 meters ahead.

He was in an Early Alcazar Establishment stage, but his physical strength was by no means weak.

"Carla, you can just use your sword to strike it from above. My attack deals too much environmental damage and I don't like it." said the ferrowl with a frown, hanging his hands as he squatted with the scythe's pole laying on his shoulder.

"Waste of mana, we don't even know what is happening to Gaia Citadel. Gotta preserve every drop of energy that I can." The floating woman smirked.

"It barely uses 1% of your mana depository, you're just lazy."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

"Where is Jaro anyway? Don't tell me he's lost?"

"Ah, he is sleeping on our way here, and still sleeping as of now. Might treat him as a reinforcement at this point, ey?"

"Let's give him a lesser share after that Kazdal boy paid us."

Carla's sword casually be murdering every Yelpers and Shriekers that came in her way, until one of her sword stuck onto a gigantic demonic Calamity.

The Tarrasque Inchling plucked the sword as it hurled the sword back into its owner—with strength.

Carla connected her control to the sword and stopped it instantly on its track. "A Tarrasque Inchling, this is troublesome."

"Cast a lesser gravity repellant spell on me."

"Whatcha gonna do?"

"Warming up."

Gushen hopped up and down as he stretched his neck left and right. Spinning his scythe, he leaped forward, building up his slashing momentum by rapidly spinning the scythe around his limbs.

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A destructive wave was unleashed after the ferrowl striked the air to unleash the momentum, he then spun his body mid air before landing the second strike directly onto the Tarrasque Inchling's head. The ground near it was lifted by the brute force.

"Ahhh, environmental hazard."

The Tarrasque Inchling almost instantly healed all of its wounds, it then head-bash the ferrowl to the air.

Because of the gravity spell, he barely took any damage from the impact, continuously flying away to the sky at slow speed.

Gushen kicked to the air to shift his direction, instead of falling like a meteor, he wafted to the bottom Unamused, the ferrowl channeled a great amount of his purple mana onto the scythe and propelled himself as she spun at high velocity.

The Tarrasque Inchling blasted its inside energy from its mouth. The ferrowl cut through and split the beam into two before fully dissecting the Calamity, shredding it in the blink of an eye. To ensure the Tarrasque's neutralization, Gushen slashed everything around him, every bit and atom that made contact with the unrelenting scythe was sliced to its core.

Not a single bodily fluid from the monster's remains got into his fine uniform, not even a speck of dirt and dust.

Foel, who noticed the death of her Calamities pets, immediately flew onto the top of the Citadel's south wall. Still within her own concealment spell, even to the cloaking of her own mana wavelength in case that threat could detect the energy from far away.

MF followed suit; they then noticed the two Usurpers from afar, approximately 600 meters from their position.

"A scouting party? Guess they are sent by the Dorian Citadel." Foel started lament one of the disconnected Tarrasque Inchling from her slave mark detector within her Athenaeum. "Poor Calus…"

"... You named them?"

"Indeed, they were cute after all."

MF awkwardly smiled before pursuing the problem in hand. "Those Usurpers are strong enough to take down an A-rank Calamity. I think I need to deal with them as soon as possible, wanna come?" She then sneered.

The indented parapet at the top of a wall got crushed by Foel's grip. Eerie aura was unleashed from her at a terrifying amount.

'Huwaa, she is really sad by the loss of one Tarrasque Inchling.'

MF decided to use Anvriel's First Form, reconstructing her body with the second golden crystal on her right hand. Runes shrouded her for a second until her body shrank and black wings sprouted with red liquid all over it, every edge of the feather was slowly dripping the blood-like liquid.

Foel stopped sulking, she examined her partner angel-form from what MF told at the preparation before the banquet. The dark inkish aura permeated the Ouroboros once again, now in the appearance of a child.

"Pfft, you're shorter than me in that form."

"... Which is why I didn't use it all the time."

MF's voice in her angel form was raspy and soothing, yet intimidating at the same time. It was Foel's first time, and it definitely sparked her curiosity.

But it wasn't the time for it, it was the time for blood! Gore! And revenge for the fallen Tarrasque Inchling—this kind of mood burned the tanomobi brightly in vengeance.

'Is this Calus that much important to you!?'

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