The spear that Primous turned into was blocked by 'Pale Justice'. Sensing the power that was equal to legendary for the Demon Lord, he stepped back immediately, revealing his body that was full of abscesses. Squinting at Natasha, who could barely stand straight, he said word after word, "Your bloodline is mutated? The more heavily wounded you are, the stronger you are? "
Natasha did not say anything but stood before Lucien with her longsword. It seemed that the mutated bloodline ability was suppressed by Primous' venom too, and the strength that she regained was fading quickly. Therefore, she could not attack but only defend herself first.
Also, the wound on her abdomen that was infected by the venom could hardly be healed. The tremendous blood loss also weakened her body.
Primous raised his voice, as if he were crazy and full of brutality. "Spells triggered, magic items triggered, and bloodline abilities mutated. Can't you two just let me kill you? That's too disgusting. What's the use of your resistance? You'll be killed by me all the same, won't you? Isn't it better for everybody to save some time? "
Lucien was like a man who did not know how to drink. After drinking three bottles of Rice Wine, his head was sluggish and slow. He could barely think of a solution, not to mention performing magic. He could only vaguely feel that the power of the curse was gathering from his lungs and stomach to his neck through his blood, before it spread to his brain through his neck. Also, the power of the curse seemed to be affecting his body functions too. Except for his left hand, the rest of his body parts were gradually losing strength.
"No, I have to find a way to get rid of the 'drunkenness', or I'll be dead for sure."
"I cannot give up and wait for reinforcements, or 99.99% of them will die before the reinforcements arrive."
"Natasha is in danger!"
Messy thoughts popped up in Lucien's head. He waved his hands helplessly, trying to grasp the inspiration that could get him out of the dilemma.
Two dagger-sized rapiers appeared in Primous' hands at some point. They were covered in a layer of dark green, rotten liquids that dripped to the ground now and then, tainting part of the area black and rotten.
"This is all because you didn't cooperate. You will be punished!" Primous roared in fury. Then, he launched a storm of attacks at a speed that Lucien could not capture. The area around was gradually dyed in wriggling blackness, twisted dark green, and disgusting yellow. Everybody who entered the area would be suppressed by curses, toxins, and diseases.
This was the semi-illusory Willpower Domain that only a LV 9 Gold Knight could possess.
Considering Natasha's' Pale Justice ', Primous did not attack head-on. Instead, he searched for the gaps in Natasha's sword with his speed and his willpower, before he stabbed a wound with his two rapiers.
Although Natasha had the mutated bloodline ability that made her stronger the more heavily wounded she was, she was far weaker than Primous in the first place. Also affected by 'Helpless Kiss', it was already not bad that she could perform one third of her capability. Therefore, she could not keep up with Primous' speed at all and could only defend passively with her longsword.
The first ten seconds were fine. Natasha managed to block the attacks of the Venomous Devil with her impenetrable defense and the suppression of 'Pale Justice' on the demon bloodline and the evil domain. However, as time went by, 'Helpless Kiss' became more and more obvious. She gradually lost her strength, and a lot of loopholes appeared on her sword curtain. Primous seized the opportunity to cut open her hunting suit, her skin, and her muscles. Shocking wounds appeared on her body one after another.
With the stimulation of the wounds, Natasha regained part of her strength, but she breathed more and more heavily, like a tightened bow that would be broken at any moment.
Suddenly, Primous dodged 'Pale Justice' and approached Natasha in a weird posture with his back to her. Then, he threw his right elbow backward brutally and hit her in the middle of her chest. Crack!
Crack, crack, crack. Her ribs were broken, and silver-purple blood flowed out of Natasha's mouth. She only had the time to slash back and block Primous' next attack, before she was blown back and hit the wall next to Lucien.
After a crack, the wall of the chamber that was covered in the divine power circle was broken.
Fearing that he would be hit by the legendary longsword that could obviously suppress the demon bloodline, Primous did not exhaust his opponent after one attack like before. Instead, he focused on protecting himself from being brushed by 'Pale Justice'. Otherwise, Natasha would've been killed by him.
"You can't stand up now, can you?" Primous said in excitement and bloodthirstiness. Then, he roared crazily, "Why … Why are you still standing up? Just lie down and let me kill you! "
Lucien felt rather sad when he saw that Natasha struggled to her feet. Blood and sweat dripped to the ground. Her body was full of rotten wounds, but she was still raising her longsword determinedly as if she were protecting him.
"You can't pass me unless I'm dead."
Although she was heavily wounded, Natasha's voice was not as feeble as before, but her weakness was not fundamentally changed.
Lucien hated his helplessness at this moment. Without spiritual power, he was only half a Great Knight and could not join the battle of the senior-rank at all.
"I have to get rid of this dilemma!
"I have to recover my spiritual power!
"In order to recover my spiritual power, I have to remove the curse first."
"How can the curse be removed?"
Lucien's head was filled with blood. He thought sluggishly and sensed the power of the curse flowing into his head through his neck.
"I declare that you are the one that I hate most instead of sorcerers! The mutated bloodline that makes you stronger the more heavily wounded you are is disgusting! " Primous burst into fury, but it did not affect his performance at all. Instead, he was even more bloodthirsty and crazy.
The fury and the chaotic bloodline did not make Primous lose his basic judgment as a Knight. He was still attacking like a storm with his speed and agility just now, taking advantage of Natasha's inability to move because she had to protect Lucien.
Silver and purple blood dripped to the ground. Lucien seemed to have heard the countdown of Natasha's life. He was overwhelmed by desperation and self-loathing.
However, for Lucien, such desperation was not accompanied by giving up but by reflexive determination. The spirit of never giving up had melted into his soul the moment he played 'Symphony of Fate'.
Agitation, anxiety, desperation, self-loathing, and other feelings were all gone. Even though Lucien's head was still numb and sluggish, he regained some of his thinking ability because the negative feelings were gone.
"The power of the curse seems to affect the body and the soul by affecting the brain …"
"It has been melted with my blood and has incessant follow-up power. Then, it will enter my brain through my neck as a bridge … My spiritual power will be completely crushed sooner or later, and I will enter 'Drunken Dream' … This is perhaps what Primous said. The longer I delay, the better the effect will be …"
After analyzing the influence of the power of the curse, Lucien could not find a way to resolve it, because magic was required to lift the curse, and he was now suppressed by the curse and could not perform magic. So, he was caught in an infinite loop.
"Is there any other way?" Lucien examined his body and discovered that only his left hand still had strength.
"Left hand?"
"It is not affected by the power of the curse!"
Lucien's deep pupils suddenly widened!
At this moment, Natasha was smashed into the wall by Primous again. However, the soundproofing and the defense of the secret chamber prevented the nobles outside from noticing anything.
Sliding down from the wall, Natasha held the ground with her left hand and tried to stand up, but her wrist suddenly lost strength, and she fell again. Helplessness and sorrow spread out.
However, Natasha did not give up and was still trying. Even though Primous had walked close, she did not stop her persistence. Since she was going to die anyway, she had to try one more time before she closed her eyes for real!
"Wow, get up! Why don't you get up? Let's see if you can get up again!" Primous shouted in delight like a lunatic, full of mockery for Natasha's feeble struggle.
Then, he turned around and looked at Lucien. Holding his chest with his left hand, he bowed slightly. "You can go to hell now!"
Hardly had he concluded his sentence when he picked up two rapiers and stabbed them at Lucien's and Natasha's heads.
Lucien raised his left hand unhurriedly, but the rapiers had already reached his face. Everything seemed to be coming to an end.
At this moment, after a clang, Natasha appeared before Lucien again. The wounds on her body were so hideous, and her feet were so unsteady, but some sort of mental power seemed to have allowed her to stand on her feet and block Primous' rapiers with 'Pale Justice'.
Natasha's long purple hair had been loosened behind her like waves, covering her bloodstained face and making it impossible to see her eyes clearly.
Such a scene left a deep impression on Lucien, but he had no time to think too much. He exerted his strength with his left hand.
Primous roared in fury, "You can still stand up!"
"I won't fall until I'm shattered!" Natasha seemed to be shouting with her soul, but she had lost so much strength that even her mutated bloodline could not make up for it. 'Pale Justice' seemed to be sagging.
At this moment, Primous suddenly widened his eyes. He saw that Lucien, who was behind Natasha, opened his left hand and stabbed it into his own neck brutally. Blood spurted out and sprayed on Natasha's back.
"Is he going to kill himself?"
The unimaginable excruciating pain almost made Lucien writhe in agony. Thankfully, he did not have any strength at all.
Holding back the pain, Lucien did not pursue precision. Instead, he exerted his strength with his left hand and twisted it as if he were twisting something. The power of curse that surged into his head vanished the moment it touched the air of the Silver Moon and the mysterious existence of the World of Souls.
'Helpless Kiss' was level-nine in itself, but now that the venom had been offset, the remaining power of curse naturally could not exist in front of 'God's Left Hand'!
Streams of black air dashed out of Lucien's neck like snakes, dispersing into the air.
His central nerves were broken. Lucien could not feel his body parts below his head at all, but for a sorcerer, as long as his head and his soul were still there, everything was still there!
His spiritual power surged crazily like a hurricane on the ocean. The power of curse that had lost its backup retreated and was suppressed to a corner, on the verge of collapse.
"Something is wrong with his left hand!"
Seeing that the black air was gone, Primous grew alarmed. He had no time to kill Natasha but tried to bypass her to take care of the sorcerer who was in trouble.
However, he was not too bothered. A sorcerer who was only in the sixth or seventh circle might not be able to break his semi-illusionary willpower domain!
However, at this moment, he saw that Lucien withdrew his left hand, and he heard a weird, inhuman voice:
"Soul Confinement!"
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