242. I want to reconcile. (One)
Pagang-!!
The blade of blood that flew away with a snap of a finger cut through Oliver’s tonfa in an instant.
It was quite surprising. It was an item that had maximally increased its strength by putting in a lot of mana.
“…and Pauls (Duncan) will be disappointed.”
Oliver tossed the broken tonfa at Bathory and immediately took the quarterstaff out of his arms.
The quarterstaff, which was reduced by the reduction magic, returned to its original size in an instant, and Oliver was ready for battle.
“like·····.”
Bathory was interested in Oliver’s quick weapon change, and once again fired a bloody blade.
This time, it was huge enough to cut a person in half.
Oliver draped a black suit over his quarterstaff and then slashed a bloody blade.
Aiming at the relatively weak side, not the blade.
🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩
Fortunately, Oliver’s judgment worked.
When it hit the side, the blade shattered like glass.
Oliver drove the momentum and moved acrobaticly by controlling the black suit, not the body, to break the blade of blood while quickly approaching Bathory.
He decided that he would be able to do it just by approaching it, but that was a huge mistake.
“How about this?”
At Bathory’s will, the broken blade of the quarter staff stopped in mid-air.
And in an instant, the blade fragments turned into water droplets, and the water droplets turned into needles and flew towards Oliver.
Surprised by the sudden change, Oliver reflexively retreated and blocked the blood needle with his shadow tentacles, but it was impossible to stop them all.
Fortunately, thanks to the black suit, there were no effective hits.
‘It’s not completely reassuring, but…’
Oliver thought as he looked at the damaged black suit.
Fortunately, the amount of blood was small and the black suit had three layers, so it was blocked.
‘then····.’
“If you’re thinking of manipulating blood, you’d better quit. It’s actually my body because it’s mixed with my blood.”
“Do you read thoughts?”
“You don’t even need to read your thoughts. Guys talented in black magic usually try to imitate me. That’s cheeky.”
“Aha···. I’m sorry if I offended you.”
“There is no apology. Pride is also the right of geniuses. And I don’t hate those geniuses. Can I make good use of it?”
Bathory spoke leisurely and made a blade again with blood to attack Oliver.
This time, we reduced the size of the blades and increased the number, making it more difficult to avoid.
Considering that it is a closed space, avoidance is virtually impossible.
So Oliver decided to counterattack instead of avoiding.
[Cheer up]
The black flame that defeated difficult opponents such as Marina and female warlocks at once rose once again. It was immediately blocked by Bathory’s counterattack.
“Is this a bit disappointing? Are you using a method that has already been destroyed? Maybe this is the only talent?”
Batori snapped his fingers and ripped the flames apart once more with the blade of blood.
“Because I hate being hot.”
“Then, is it cold?”
Oliver mixed magic and emotion into the quarterstaff, then slammed the floor with all his might.
As soon as he slammed the floor, the magic that was formed at the end of the quarter staff was activated, and a black snow storm raged in all directions.
“·············?!”
Perhaps this was unexpected, Bathory admired and protected himself by collecting the blood floating in the air.
The snow storm, which was accompanied by feelings of obsession, surprisingly froze Bathory’s blood.
“Awesome?! Mixing cold and obsession, taking into account the fact that blood is liquid.”
“Thank you for the compliment.”
Oliver responded by mimicking the chef of the past, kicking the ground and approaching Bathory in an instant.
He turned around and approached the frozen blood, but Bathory was surprised that his eyes couldn’t keep up.
“you·····.”
[Icicle]
Oliver shot an icicle from a close range, pierced Bathory, and slammed it into the wall.
Bang-! Bang-!!
Bathory, who was nailed to the wall like a saint, bled with a painful moan, but never lost his smile and leisure. No, I was rather happy.
“Is it quite painful?”
“I really don’t want to do this either.”
Oliver spoke sincerely, drawing out Bathory’s emotions and magical powers.
Bathory’s emotions and magical powers passed over to the ‘extraction’, which was different from the normal warlock, and when Bathory tried to resist it, Oliver stopped the extraction and stored the magic in his body, and stored the emotions in the test tube, before I spread the used snow storm on Bathory again.
[Pohan]
Countless snow and ice, along with the cold, were shot at Bathory, stained with feelings of obsession.
Bathory’s body slowly hardened due to the cold air that insisted and persistently hugged the subject, and soon white snow crystals formed on Bathory’s skin, making her body hard as ice.
A win-win situation.
However, Bathory’s relaxed feelings and Oliver’s senses accumulated through countless battles told him that this was not the case at all.
Bang-!!
Oliver smashed Bathory’s frozen abdomen with his quarterstaff, crushing it like a snowman, and then stomped on her frozen body, literally turning her frozen body into minced meat.
“Oh.”
After completely smashing Bathory’s body, Oliver looked around and said.
Instead of being silent, Bathory’s blood, frozen by the cold air, raised the magic power inside and raised the temperature.
It surpassed the ice made by Oliver.
The blood that had pooled in the hallway outside the entrance rushed to this side as well.
Seeing this, Oliver took out a piece of paper from his pocket without hesitation, activated the magic trick, and opened the portal.
A large amount of blood that had entered the entrance boiled like lava and rushed toward Oliver, who narrowly entered the portal and then closed the door.
***
“Okay, it’s decided. You must run away.”
Oliver, who had evacuated to the safe zone of the Chimera Lab through the portal, said in a confident voice as if he had made up his mind.
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No matter how I thought about it, it wasn’t a match I could win. Especially in this lab where everything was prepared.Even though his body was frozen and shattered, Bathory fought with a large amount of blood.
He even responded to the cold attack that stabbed his target by raising the emotions and magical powers in his blood.
He may be able to win if he continues to attack and accumulate damage, but Oliver was sure he would be the first to suffer.
‘I may be able to win if I use the pilgaret…’
Oliver shook his head.
There was no reason to fight Bathory until he consumed the precious Pilgaret.
In the first place, the pilgaret wasn’t a combat stimulant.
‘For now, I have to leave this place with Mr. Wallace.’
Oliver hardened his heart and touched the paper in his arms.
Merlin used to refrain from using it, but I always carried a few sheets of paper with portal magic stored in my pocket just in case I was on the defensive like now.
In particular, he always carried at least one piece of paper connected to Oliver’s residence.
“If I had known this would happen, I would have placed them in one place instead of dropping them separately.”
Oliver thought as he walked out of the room and went to Wallace’s place.
I left the papers far away, not in one place, just in case, but looking at the situation now, it seems like a foolish choice.
“It’s strange. I was told not to keep the eggs in one place, so I scattered them, isn’t it more inconvenient?”
“Do you even look at stocks?”
I heard Bathory’s voice from the road I had passed.
Parvvvtbtbtt them ㅡㅡ
As soon as Oliver heard the sound, he used the shadow blade to cut the batory behind his back.
The shadow blade slashed at an angle simply cut Bathory’s body in pieces to match the condensed emotions, but it didn’t have much effect.
Because the blood around him immediately supported and restored Bathory’s body.
‘Similar to Puppet, but different.’
Seeing Bathory recovering, Oliver thought.
Puppet’s corpse doll also had the ability to heal by eating people, but in the case of Bathory, it could be said that the level was higher.
Even if his body was destroyed, he could not only recover easily with blood, but also counterattack.
It was really at the level of his own body.
After reading Oliver’s thoughts, Bathory said.
“Don’t be too surprised. The whole lab is like my stomach, so it’s not because your skills aren’t good enough.”
Bathory said while joining the fatigue cut cross section. It was pure sincerity, not pretentiousness.
“How are you feeling now?”
“uh····. I want to reconcile with Bathory-sama.”
“If we’re going to reconcile, why not prepare some magic behind us?”
Bathory raised the magical power inside her body and shot a lightning magic at Oliver.
As he said, it was pure magic because it was impossible to mix emotions and magic without blood.
Although it was the end of one hold on, for Oliver, that was enough.
[Black Mist]
A black mist created using emotions was shot at Bathory, blocking her ceremonies.
A mist created by emotion, blocking even the eyes of the warlock. Through this-
“Are you there?”
Before Oliver could even think about it, the blood pooled around him like a spear blade.
I managed to react and it ended on the rubbing line, but I tasted the cool feeling of the three layers of the black suit being torn at once.
It was really dangerous.
The black suit that protected Oliver under any circumstances was torn as it was in the attack.
In fact, Oliver’s greatest defense, the black suit, was meaningless to Bathory.
Oliver tried to freeze the surroundings again with his cold magic.
At that moment, blood on the floor began to gather around Oliver.
It’s simmering.
[Blood Fire]
The blood boiled like oil with Bathory’s chant, and the flames ignited, creating a viscous red flame.
“Ugh…”
It was so powerful that even Kevin’s flames could be folded down. It even sticks to the body like blood and burns the target more tenaciously.
Thanks to this, the ice magic that Oliver had prepared could not even be activated and burned to the ground, and the black suit seemed to have been eaten by blood like a cloth greased with oil.
The heat broke through the black suit.
[Ecdysis]
In the bloody fire that scorched his skin, Oliver boldly gave up his black suit and expelled it, forcing the surrounding flames to come out.
Of course, it did not disappear completely by Bathory’s will and power, but was only pushed back for a while.
As the aftermath of the explosion subsided, a blood-red flame fueled by blood tried to strike Oliver again.
There is no minimum defense mechanism to protect the body, so it is an emergency situation.
Without panicking, Oliver condensed his magical energy into the quarter staff and slammed it down to the floor.
The floor, weakened by the explosion, collapsed as soon as the quarter staff touched it, and Oliver and Bathory fell downstairs.
“this······!”
Bathory is confused. She couldn’t control the blood for a moment, but for a moment. As soon as he came down to the floor, he tried to attack Oliver by controlling the fire that was scattered in the air.
Of course, Oliver didn’t even play and was ready to go.
“You should have learned that that armor (black suit) didn’t work.”
Bathory covered Oliver with blood and fire.
“Slightly ripe blood is also quite tasty-”
ㅡ Kwaang!!
Before Bathory could finish speaking, the blood was torn apart with a huge shockwave.
The flame created by mixing hatred and magical power through blood was the pride of Bathory, so she, too, seemed quite shocked by this situation.
Surprised, Bathory immediately came to his senses and recondensed the bloody fire that was scattered in the air.
[Out Cry]
Oliver in black armor appeared as the red flames cleared.
Oliver’s mouth opened wide in the area of the face, and as it was, he shouted with blood filled with black magic energy.
The shout filled with physical force not only blew away the blood, but also left a huge hole in the ceiling with a roar that shook the entire laboratory.
Like a dragon’s breath.
Bathory was truly astonished after a few decades.
“What the hell is that-”
“-Excuse me.”
To his astonishment, Oliver spoke in his usual calm voice, despite his bizarre appearance in a black suit all over his body.
Thanks to this, it created an even more creepy sense of disparity.
mouth wide open. Bathory tried to counterattack.
[hole-]
-[Out Cry]
Once again, Oliver fired a shock wave, which drenched Bathory’s blood magic and hit her directly.