Rise of the Lustful Evil Monarch (Re)-Chapter 455 455: A Twist and Close Call
Third Person's POV
This time, however, the earth demon was ready.
Though he was driven back again and again while tearing apart the garden and cracking the square beneath their feet, he fought with grim resolve.
Despite the immense weight of his mace, he defended with surprising dexterity as he met each of the icy slashes of his saber with solid, well-timed blocks.
Since he had been forced on the back foot due to Ethan's first strike, he could only block for now, as Ethan didn't give him any opportunity to reverse the tide.
As they clashed repeatedly, Ethan noticed the demon's unusual technique as he held the mace unnervingly close to its spiked head, using one hand for fine control while the other anchored the weapon from below.
This grip allowed him to position the spiked head with precision, intercepting Ethan's strikes at the last possible moment, though they destroyed large swathes of the square and forced the young students to dodge repeatedly and move out of the destructive duo.
Yet appearances were deceiving.
Though he maintained a battle-ready stance and outward composure, the truth of his condition was becoming increasingly visible as their clash went on.
His arms, up to the elbows, had turned a dull blue as frost crept deeper into his body.
The damage from Ethan's initial slash at his waist had spread upward as the cold slowly but surely seeped into his torso like a creeping poison.
Cracks riddled his earthen armor with frost blooming along their edges.
Internally, his lips had gone numb and blue, and his movements could be seen growing heavier and heavier with each passing second, making him struggle to block him, leading to compounding damage that Ethan dealt to him as the fight went on.
But Ethan was not unscathed either, as the violent impacts of the clashes of pure strength sent shockwaves through his body with every clash.
His internal organs trembled from the repeated collisions, and nausea rose in his throat as the reverberations traveled through his bones and joints.
A dull ache spread through his limbs, each vibration testing the limits of his Arctic Sovereign Immortal Body.
Yet despite the pain, his eyes burned brighter as this was exactly the kind of battle he had been waiting for, where he could push his limits and peer into a realm unknown and increase his limits.
Suddenly, the cold poison that had been steadily spreading through the earth demon's hands and torso finally began to show its effects.
His movements slowed almost imperceptibly at first, but Ethan noticed it instantly.
The demon's response lagged just a fraction of a second as he tried to block Ethan's next vertical, upward slash aimed directly toward his groin.
Sensing that opening, Ethan felt the tide turning, and a flicker of disappointment crossed his mind as he realized that this fight was going to end soon.
And this was ending sooner than he had expected, but he did not hesitate and committed fully to the strike.
But it was then that he saw it.
A sharp, cunning glint flashed through the earth demon's yellow eyes, an expression that clearly seemed to say only one thing.
'I got you.'
Seeing this, Ethan's instincts screamed, and a chill ran down his spine as realization struck him like a hammer.
'Shit… I forgot about that gravity spell engraved on that mace. This is bad!'
But the warning came too late as in the next instant, a powerful tugging force erupted from beneath his right thigh, dragging him downward as if the ground itself had reached out to seize him.
His balance was shattered instantly, and the precise low flying stance he had maintained while slashing broke apart, and his body pitched forward violently.
He began to fall headfirst toward the ground.
Seeing such a sudden reversal, a collective gasp rippled through the crowd as countless eyes widened in shock.
Even the usually indifferent and bored looking dark-haired man from the royal dark clan of the Abyssal Dominion narrowed his eyes as his lazy expression finally gave way to sharp focus as he watched what would happen next.
The earth demon's eyes burned with a harsh, demonic glow when he saw that his chance at redemption had arrived.
Roaring through clenched teeth, his veins bulged grotesquely along his arms, and he thrust the handle of his mace forward with everything he had, aiming straight for Ethan's face.
He did not have the time for a full powered strike from the mace's spiky head, as he knew that while he prepared for that, Ethan would escape given his comabt instincts and experience which he had shown till now.
Yet even in that instant of crisis, Ethan did not panic.
Instead, his blood seemed to ignite.
A violent heat surged through his veins, and his eyes flared with a monstrous crimson light.
Twisting his body at an almost impossible angle, Ethan rotated just above the ground like a spinning spindle.
The sudden, forced, and unnatural motion was brutal, and there was a sickening crack as the bones in his legs fractured under the strain of the unnatural movement.
But he knew that he had succeeded.
The spiked lower end of the mace missed his face by a hair's breadth and slammed into the ground instead.
A violent surge of destructive earth mana exploded outward, sending debris and shockwaves rippling across the battlefield and hurling Ethan away across the garden.
In the nick of time, Ethan also conjured a thin, icy armor covering his face, neck, and upper body region that was the closest to the shockwaves.
The armor shattered instantly as he skidded violently along the ground, carving a shallow trench before finally coming to a stop, but it managed to protect his vitals from getting mangled.
Despite the chaos, he only suffered some cuts on his face, and he was not gravely injured.
This time, however, caution replaced his earlier recklessness, and his wings snapped open with a powerful beat and lifted him skyward as he shot upward like a missile, with the intent to escape from a successive follow on strike.
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Chapter 455 455: A Twist and Close Call
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