THE TWELVE FLAMES 3
886 Words
One after the other, their numbers dropped, but each kill wasn't easy.
Chris's breath came in visible puffs. Many pillars in the hall were destroyed, small craters pocked the ground, and smoke and fire consumed entire sections. Dead guardians lay all around.
The Naija youth stood where the hall's massive door used to be, his back facing the surface.
Maybe I should have surrendered earlier, he thought. A slight chuckle escaped his lips; his body looked like a butchered corpse.
The sapphire female guardian appeared just as his chuckling faded.
"Blazing Domain!" she chanted, her voice thundering, eyes burning.
A large section of the temple turned into a sea of blue fire.
Chris's core protection held, but the heat still scorched his dried, broken skin even more.
"You know, for a woman with beautiful breasts and a well-shaped body, you're quite the brute. Can I ask you to be one of my girlfriends? We fit dey nack small small— [We can have s*x slowly/gradually]" he praised while defending with his Shield of Shege.
"Shut up, bastard! Just die already!" she cursed. Slowly, she lifted her staff into the air. Massive blue fireballs formed mid-air and shot toward the Naija youth.
Shit. Chris's shield broke after tanking four massive fireballs.
He ran around, using Void Step and streetwise evasion—he evaded every fireball by a hair's breadth.
[Qi Reserves Diminishing Rapidly]
Fuck, can this day get any worse?
He leaped out of the way just as a fireball came from behind.
The ground burst, dust rising high.
Chris hid behind a large pillar, the size of a four-story building, now half-broken.
"Where did you go, bastard!" she roared, unleashing fireball attacks everywhere.
"Achalugo [A term of address, like "my dear" or "beautiful"], if I take you as my girlfriend, na so you go take injure me if I make any mistake? [is that how you will injure me if I make any mistake?]" His voice echoed through the hall.
"Come out and fight like a man, brat," she ordered.
Chris laughed.
"Oh... Na now you know say I be man. [Oh... So now you know that I am a man.]"
"Now, I've got you," the sapphire guardian grinned.
Boom!
A massive fireball came crashing toward the pillar.
"Naija Heritage: Shield of Shege!"
The massive palm broke instantly; he barely leaped out of the way as the fire passed by, hitting where he had stood seconds ago.
A mini-crater opened up, the earth now ash and smoke.
The Naija youth used the smoke and dust to hide behind another pillar.
"Where is the bastard! How are you surviving?" Her voice boomed, shaking dust from the foundation of the hall. Her domain expanded further, turning whatever it touched into roasted ash.
"Ha...ha...ha...ha." He took deep breaths, his eyes observing the guardian from behind the pillar multiple feet away.
No be me you go kill. All these women wey sabi beat man. [I am not the one you will kill. All these women who know how to beat men.]
"I wonder if her lover is responsible for this," he whispered.
[25x Recovery Boosted x10]
[Warning: Oxygen Levels Dropping Fast]
[Heat Levels Exceeding Host's Capacity Soon]
Yeah, I know. I need to stop playing this game of hide and seek.
"Found you, bastard! Blazing Domain!"
I'm tired of your lack of emotional connection. You get good shape, yet you're stupid.
Chris dashed out from behind the pillar. He advanced toward her, his flesh sizzling, blood evaporating, bones coming into view. He gritted his teeth and continued his advance.
"I see you have finally decided to die!!!" She shot many blue fireballs at him.
"Naija Heritage: Shield of Shege!"
He summoned the shield, blocking every attack raining down from all sides.
"SHEPE!"
"That doesn't work on me, mortal," she raised her voice, aura surging, her domain expanding even further and growing hotter.
Fuck. f**k. f**k.
[Host Body Status: Skin Left On Host's Body: 75%]
I'm going to break you, b***h.
He pulled his katana from his inventory. Still running forward, he unleashed his technique.
"Blade Art: One Blade, Ten Thousand Cries!"
"Blazing Domain: Ice Spears!" she chanted.
Both techniques collided. The air boomed, fire rose like a tsunami, and the shockwave sent Chris crashing back into a massive pillar.
The sapphire guardian was pushed a few feet back as she blocked a split second before the detonation.
She hovered unsteadily, coughing out blood, one of her arms severed from its socket. Golden blood sprayed onto the ground.
Damn it, bastard mortal! she thought.
"Violet Assassin! Help me out!" she called.
Cold silence answered.
Earlier, Chris had converted the majority of his Qi into a massive, bomb-like attack—a nuclear equivalent enhanced times ten. It detonated, causing the realm itself to shake violently. The hall survived, and so did the Naija youth, thanks to the heavenly protective talisman.
Some guardians who survived sustained massive injuries; a few were paralyzed, others drained of their Qi just defending against the attack.
"Ah! Fine, I will end this myself," she shrugged.
She raised her staff again. The air heated up.
"Blazing Domai—"
She coughed out blood.
"How?" She dropped to her knees.
Chris crushed her core from behind.
"Doesn't matter, beautiful," he replied, eyes glowing.
Bam!
Spit sprayed from Chris's mouth.
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