The Strange Adventure of a Broke Mercenary Chapter 791
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Chapter 791: The Purple Thunder
“No wonder Weslie likes you so much, you truly are a gentleman from the way you carry her.” Ayse teased Gold as she coughed out more blood and saliva. Her panting was hurried, and the coarse voice could clearly show her injuries had worsened to the next stage.
“What are you thinking!!” Gold asked as he put her down. “You could have gotten yourself killed!”
“What’s it look like? I was saving your arse so Weslie would own me one… but it looks like the favour was returned immediately.” Ayse joked once again via the System Channel as she tried to stand up defiantly.
“System, why have you not teleported these two out of the way?!” Gold harshly reprimanded it in the System Channel for its inaction as he returned to a defensive stance against the unpredictable Kiva.
The problem wasn’t that Kiva was a competent fighter making him hard to read, it was more the opposite. He fought like an amateur, yet his strength and versatility were so absurdly high, making him unpredictable for Gold.
“Affirmative.” The System stated, and it immediately teleported Weslie and Gold into the military base where the goblin clerics had been on standby, ready to aid them.
“What? Why did you teleport me instead of Ayse? Get me back there this instant! Ayse needs more help than me!!” Gold complained as he shouted into empty space, but the clerics were already attempting to restrain him and healing the moderate wounds that he had sustained from trying to block the two Mantis Blades.
“Ehhh… This is no fun. Totally forgot you guys can teleport. Also, I meant to say this, but you guys must have met an ancient monster if he’s able to teleport you whenever you want. I am dying to meet him.” Kiva spoke while trying to track the scent of Weslie and Gold only to come with the result that it had just vanished. He deduced it was a long-range teleportation skill/spell.
“Too bad for you they were unable to get all of you out. You must have pissed off that old fart if he did not bother with you over the new guy!” Kiva taunted her.
“System has issued a mandatory order to Head Orc Researcher Ayse: Kill the enemy without prejudice for his insult against the System. System is willing to reward you with a generous lump sum of System points. The more miserable the demise, the better the reward.” The System stated, and Ayse began to laugh out loud slowly.
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“Haha…Hahah! Thank you for your generous reward, I will gladly take them all!” Ayse laughed even louder, and Kiva thought that the injured orc must be going crazy. “You want me to torture him after I kill him? Do you mind if I ask Kraft for his expertise? Something like that should be right up his alley.”
“Possible remuneration will be given by the System if Ayse is able to give out a satisfactory punishment to the offender. Feel free to get Original Bellator Kraft involved.” In short, the System was all too willing to see the insolent bat suffer.
“My pleasure.” Ayse acknowledged her mission even as she struggled to keep herself steady.
“Who the hell are you talking to?! I see no one and sense no magical connection. Are you out of your mind?!” Kiva was now sure that the loss of blood had gotten into Ayse’s head for her to be delusional.
“You know, just the many voices in my head. All of them want me to do something for them because I am magnificently brilliant and capable.” Ayse replied as she held feebly onto the broken piece of Induction Arc Lance as support.
“Pfft. If you are smart enough, you should know that statistically, your death is imminent.” Kiva argued as he ground his Mantis Blades by rubbing them together. “Unless you are deluding yourself that I might pity you and give you mercy… Though as a scientist I was taught to never say never, I can guarantee you that the chances of you surviving is a flat 0%.”
“Heh. Aren’t those my odds for your survival.” Ayse countered back. Her breath became even more rugged.
“Enough bluffing.” Kiva had had enough. He took flight once more and headed straight towards her.
“Slydra. Come.” Ayse whispered with bated breath, and a flash of thunder and lightning struck Ayse as Kiva was about to enter a range to decapitate her in one go. The abomination was struck down to the floor from the large radius of purple lightning.
“Fuck…!” Kiva coughed after suffering the electrocution. He tried to regain control over the body, but the numbing sensation from the thunderbolt overwhelmed him. However, as he was about to assume control, he suddenly felt a leg stepping on his head, and then it stomped hard with another bolt of thunder.
“Huh, this body, although terribly broken, is still quite silky and youthful,” Slydra commented as Ayse had already allowed her to descend into her.
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Like Shiva, Slydra had a slender body that was comparable to hers although she’d boast that her butt was more… Cushy. Her dull light magenta skin with several strings of violet scales was covering her sexual parts, making the demon bystanders dumbstruck by her luscious form of beauty.
Oh, and speaking about those bystanders, a wink from Slydra immediately electrocuted the weaker willed guards while the rest had a numbing sensation pulsating through them. Even Prince Stolas had difficulty overcoming her irresistible electrifying charm. “How did it even pass through my magical barrier?!” Stolas thought as he nearly passed out from the electric wink spell.
As for Kiva… Every time the abomination chimaera scavenged the power to move a little, Slydra merely sent another wrap of purplish lightning into his disgustingly fused body. (And at the same time, reinforcing her stomp via her heels which eventually seeped into his burnt muscles.)
“While your vision of science is hardly laudable, I should give you an E for effort,” Slydra stated as she released her heels and kicked him, causing him to roll away from her. Then, every single step that the Shaitan of Thunder took, Lightning Bolts continuously blasted the ever regenerating Kiva, taking away any sort of opportunity for him to stand back up.
“Now do you vaguely understand why we were hesitant to appear?” Shiva asked Frost Echo as he smashed the frozen skulls of the demons from afar as he sensed the appearance of another Shaitan.
“Heh, so you all predicted this?” Frost Echo questioned back as he froze yet another wave of demons and rushed through them.
“You may call it premonition and giving our … ‘friend’. She seemed awfully excited about the chance to have some fun.” Shiva answered as she was happy watching the show from her realm.
“Got to say, must be real nice to have friends that give each other the chance to blow some steam…or in this case, lightning.” Frost Echo grinned as he broke all the demons into ice dust.
Meanwhile, Slydra quickly got bored after zapping the defenceless scientist a few more times. Eventually, she somehow turned it into an automated process by sending bolts of thunder to fry Kiva every three seconds.
“Got to make you turn into ashes seeing how you can regenerate that quickly. It is a little boring, so I put it as a backend process.” Slydra pondered as she hovered to watch the one-sided duel of King Baal, smashing his sword onto Jin’s. “But on the other hand, breaking this would be quite fun.” She noticed how the human was weakly defending himself against the multiple blows. If not for Bam’s sturdiness, Jin’s weapon would have broken many times by now.
“Oh, my dear Ayse. You submitted yourself to such a weak master?” Slydra was surprised, yet the Head Researcher rolled her eyes with her mental image intact.
“Do not interfere! If you wish to create havoc, do it somewhere else!” Jin shouted as he saw an unknown creature through the Half Panda’s mask that he was wearing, indicating that it was a friendly unit by the System.
“Huh…not bad. At least he’s got balls, I give you that. King Hamu and Diabolos would have wanted us to contribute to the fight. Oh well, if that’s the case, let’s do a flyover and kill anything that moves.”
“ANYTHING THAT IS NOT ON OUR SIDE! You have the freaking System with you to know who is friend or foe!” Ayse shouted, and Slydra chuckled.
“Did not realise you turned a little more caring, though hardly ladylike. Fine.” Slydra sighed as she first flew and assisted the Clay Dragon with the aerial units harassing it. In the meantime, Ayse was worried that the System might potentially deduct points from their rewards if they haphazardly zap friendlies.
Left behind the scenes was poor Kiva. He was in a repeating loop of being struck by thunderbolts in continuous intervals. His drill was not strong enough to store nor deflect the intensity of the Shaitan’s lightning attacks. And because of the nature of his abomination, he had to suffer until all his chimaeras were used up.
If that was not enough, Slydra had also placed a magic trap spell on the ground. Should Kiva find a way to withstand the thunderbolts, the trap would encase him in a lightning web where several lightning bolts would be struck with increased intensity.
And like Ayse, Slydra was meticulous enough that she had already inserted more of those electric trap spells with increasing severity in the freak event Kiva managed to break out of the first one. By then, Slydra should be able to return to the scene to engage with him once again.
In short, Kiva was learning through his body that being pseudo-immortal wasn’t really all that great.
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