But what happened next quickly voided his plan—Saka did not use anything to protect himself. The wind blades all landed on Saka’s body, tearing the man into several parts.
“He died so fast? No, not likely…” Angor regained balance and frowned at the sight. He could not find any trace of illusion. The blood stains on the ground and blood streaming out from the damaged arteries seemed so real.
While Angor had his attention on Saka’s “corpse”, something suddenly covered him up from above.
Herrington dropped from the air and punched at Angor with a mighty fist covered in light.
Angor tried to move away. It was too late—Herrington’s fist hit his chest in the dead center.
And no, Herrington did not mean to punch. When his fist almost landed on Angor’s body, Herrington spread his hand open and unleashed a beam of light into Angor—toward the depth of Angor’s soul.
Inside the borderless Soul Space, the beam was as small as a trail of dust, but it went direct at Angor’s soul as if something was guiding it.
Without particular means, Angor’s soul was fixed in his Soul Space and could not move around at will. Before the beam could hit his soul though, several green petals moved in front of Angor’s soul as protection. The beam landed on the petal barrier and easily breached them.
The beam was obviously weaker after going through the protection, yet it still managed to reach the soul.
Angor sensed a sharp pain coming from the depth of his soul, which was quickly reflected on his body. Cold sweat instantly covered his forehead. His eyes grew bloodshot, and his muscles began to convulse.
The terrible condition lasted for several seconds. When it ended, Angor collapsed on the ground, exhausted.
Inside the Soul Space, his soul gained a fresh wound from the beam attack. At the same time, the Green Velvet released streams of green light which covered the wound up.
Under the green light, Angor’s damaged soul began to recover.
However, Angor knew nothing about what happened inside him. He only panted heavily on the ground.
The soul of Herrington had vanished after that attack. Angor turned his head weakly and saw Saka’s remains still leaking the smell of fresh blood into the air.
“Did I win?” Angor still had a lot of questions regarding the fight, but the result seemed comforting enough.
The comfort did not last long as Saka’s voice came from somewhere nearby.
“Test result: a direct attack against the soul worked wonderfully. But it was weakened to almost 20% of the original power… what a brilliant soul you have, my dear.”
Angor’s pupils constricted. “Saka? You’re still alive?”
Saka sounded as if trying to hold back his laughter with great effort. “To soul wizards, death is only the beginning. But I’m not strong enough to throw away my bodies just yet. We had a good time today! A brief reunion will lead to another beautiful encounter. We shall meet again.”
Saka’s voice grew more distant until it was muffled by the sound of the wind.
Angor stayed on the ground for a while to regain strength. Saka did not show up again when Angor could barely get up, which meant the man probably left for good.
But how?
Angor looked at the broken body on the dirt and wondered.
He suddenly noticed a round-shaped object laying beside a body part entangled in broken wizard robe. It looked like a… crystal ball transmitter.
He could walk now, but his steps were still unstable.
He decided to check out the object. To be safe, Angor intended to use Hand of Spell to pick it up.
But as he limped closer, someone else suddenly laughed in an eerie voice.
“Tsk. The arrogant fool was talking all big just a while ago. Now, look at him! Poor bastard.”
Angor looked around and saw three men appearing from a bush nearby. It was ‘Raging Blade’ Naru, accompanied by the pair of customers Angor met in Prome’s shop the other day, Queena and Tesla.
Unlike before when Naru threw Dave away like picking up a kitten, the man looked injured all over his body like a defeated dog in a ring fight for animals.
“Hey, boss, that’s the one I was talking about. If he sold you the weapon at a better price, you would have won!” Tesla pointed to Angor and yelled.
Queena chuckled and nodded along.
Naru stared at Angor with hatred. “You, huh?”
Angor sighed. This day was miserable.
“Come at me and be done with it. Unlike you lot, I have important matters to do. Time’s a-wastin’.”
Angor did not show the slightest of fear, which worried Naru a little. They saw the fight between Angor and Herrington so they planned to be the collector of spoils. However, Angor’s reaction gave Naru another idea.
“Heh. Still acting strong? You two, get him,” Naru ordered his company while taking several steps back himself.
Tesla looked at Angor with a malevolent and cruel grin.
“Aren’t you a big seller? Ha! Serves you right. I was going to find time to deal with you, but man I ran into such a good chance when walking on the street!”
Tesla stepped toward Angor, but Queena dragged him back.
The woman let out a timid chuckle. “Boy, you can’t get away anyway. Tell me where you found your alchemy weapons. Maybe I can persuade boss into sparing your life.”
This was exactly what Naru was hoping for. The three of them all perked up their ears and waited for Angor’s answer.
“What, you want to kill me?” Angor spoke.
“Yes, if you don’t tell us the truth,” Tesla warned.
Angor sighed again. “Pity… You aren’t really my enemy and I didn’t intend to kill you. But…”
Angor’s tone worried Naru even further. The man stepped back more out of instinct.
Angor already lifted his hand at them and several wind blades went for Queena and Tesla, cutting the unaware pair’s heads off instantly.
Blood rushed into the air from the clean cut on their necks, suggesting that these two people were still alive just a second ago.
“Crescent Barrage? Again?!” Naru exclaimed in surprise. He saw Angor cast a fivefold Crescent Barrage just now. How can he still have enough mana??
Naru turned tail right away. As a Bloodline Wizard, his superior body helped him escape dozens of meters in only a second. Wind blades would not do much damage to him at such a distance.
Angor shook his head. His took out his revolver and pulled the trigger.
Along with the noise of a sonic boom, a bullet shining with Rune of Precision sunk into the back of Naru’s skull and went out between the man’s eyebrows.
One shot, one kill.
Angor did not feel any happier after killing the three people. Naru, who seemed to be the strongest of them, probably was someone who could only make a living on level seven or eight in Sky Tower. Angor was not interested in their lives at all, but they should stay away from him first.
After making sure no one’s alive, Angor walked to Saka’s “corpse” and used Hand of Spell to flip Saka’s robe open.
As he expected, the round object was a crystal ball transmitter.
While puzzled, Angor injected some mana into the object, and a line of characters slowly emerged on the item.
[To My Precious Star:]