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Chapter 1120: That One Arrow

Chapter 1120: That One Arrow

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The figure in the starry armour not only garnered the attention of Sause, but that of the Null Devil King as well. It had appeared so suddenly that it might as well have been vomited by the blank space above the snowy mountain top.

The armour looked rather sturdy, with two horns growing from the helm, both keeping the stellar aesthetic.

'Where did he come from?' Sause wondered.

The BoneTender, still livid and shaken, made to direct the locusts he had temporarily lost control over just now, towards the figure in the starry armour, but...

Just as quickly as it appeared over him, the figure flashed down, zipping noiselessly behind the Null Devil King and putting him in a double shoulder lock!

...!!!

"NOW!" a voice came from behind the starry helm of the mysterious arrival.

Surprisingly, it was feminine!

Unfortunately, the slight surprise at this detail didn't stagger Sause or the Null Devil King as much as what came next.

From a hundred kilometers away...

No, no... far more than that... perhaps ten times the distance, in fact, a cold presence far more chilling than the cool on the mountain top and the clumps of clouds surrounding it exploded with a domineering intent!

Wherever its exact source was didn't seem to matter in that moment, because its target was all but clear.

...!!!

Sause and the Null Devil King froze.

It was unclear what the nature of the oncoming attack was, but both felt terribly mortified just by thinking about it!

The false Null Devil King made to struggle free from the shoulder lock he was subjected to. It would have been the simplest thing to do with his overwhelming physical strength, but alas... it was too late!

Edagon seemed to sing a sad hymn with its rumbling when whatever horror of an attack announced its ferocious approach!

The snow on the mountain top melted and flared like flame as though as it had become a flammable substance, and the temperature rapidly shot up to an insurmountable degree in the span of a less than a thousandth of a second!

The false Null Devil King sweated. His and Sause's figures were illuminated as the clouds parted from the east, where a thin, yet lengthy ray of ghostly light emerged, firm and focused.

That was all anyone saw, however.

BOOOOOOOM!

In the next instant, a portion of the mountain top exploded violently, and a fraction of a microsecond later, it was revealed that two figures were missing!

"ARRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"

"?????????????????!!!"

Both the false Null Devil King and the figure in the starry armour, screaming at the top of their lungs, had been sent flying hundreds of kilometers at a little more than twice the speed of light!

The thin, ghostly ray of light was casting an array of vicious sparks on the black armour of the false of Null Devil King, and with a closer look, one could see it sinking deeper and deeper against the armour's solid integrity!

Right when the two passed the six-hundred-kilometer mark, the thin ray vanished.

Soon after, the armoured figure and the BoneTender fell to the ground, nearly landing in one of the many gorges on Edagon. They landed with a great distance between them, the former bouncing on a small hill before sliding along its slope, and the latter rolling on a plain a few meters from the aforementioned gorge.

The figure adorned in the starry armour, the Hollow Dusk's Prison, was Yuyui.

She heaved in several heavy breaths. Despite being protected by her master's Mythical grade armour, the force of the attack that had rammed into the Null Devil King had rattled her bones, flesh and her very soul.

Because of the recent incident - recovering her memories with Bassbion and Yagrina's help - she was rather sensitive to the activity surrounding her soul, and thus she could feel that it too had been harassed even though it hadn't been the target of the attack just now!

Yuyui looked up to check the condition of the actual target.

The false Null Devil King laid on his back, dark blood spewing from his mouth like a playful fountain. If he had eyes, they would have been showing much of the agony he felt deep within his flesh and soul.

He groaned, grunted and gurgled, his shaking hand touching the spot on his armour that kept fuming as though someone had just doused a bonfire that had been lit there.

Yuyui frowned.

'No way! He's still kicking?!' she thought, distressed.

Her role in this strategy was to be a beacon.

Ever since he evolved, her master no longer needed the Hollow Dusk's Prison, but he kept ownership of it for now. This allowed him to keep track of it, as it remained as his possession. Yuyui, who could move rather quickly with her Eye of Moving had been sent forth as both a sentry and a beacon to alert her master of the exact position to send his overwhelming attack from a distance!

Using a surprise attack had been the goal, but surprisingly, the enemy had survived.

This fact had baffled Yuyui so much because the nature of the attack was...

...

Sause couldn't believe the huge sizzling, flaming gap left on the mountain top. It stood between him and the shrine, around which Aurolio and Stylla were still lying unconscious.

He couldn't wrap his head around what had just happened, but he had gleamed what kind of attack it was that had passed right in front of him, knocking into the false Null Devil King.

'An attack tailored towards eradicating the soul at such a level...' he thought, his eyes twitching. 'That kind of thing... it's no different from undoing the Divine process of creating a soul in the first place!'

Right then, yellowish-red Ju`wtte screeched beside him, and a tall figure appeared.

...!!!

The presence he radiated was so broad, so regal and so vicious that Sause nearly staggered to his knees on instinct.

Aurolio, on the other hand, was smitten awake by the pressure and was dumfounded when he recovered his senses, only to see his body bowing before the four-armed creature on the other

side of the massive chasm on the mountain!

Stylla quivered but remained unconscious.

"I... I see. So, it's you," Sause said when he recognised the vibrance of the soul in the tall creature of smooth, ebony ceramic skin and odd lightning, bearing in its hand and on its shoulder a huge stack of shadows, and what looked like a long, blue, glowing spear.

Replicus looked down at Sause with his smoking, yellow, curved eyes.

"I didn't think you would recognise me. Curious sight you have," he said before extending his blue, glowing spear forward with one of his long arms. "I didn't get a chance to say this, but... It's good to see you again."

The Warmoth's Progeny then did something unthinkable.

He planted the bottom end of his five-meter-long spear in the ground and pressed it with his bare foot. While the whole spear was still standing erect, its other tip pointing at the sky, he drew viciously on a barely visible string attached to the shaft of the spear with another one of

his free hands.

The string strained and sang, but the Warmoth's Progeny continued to draw on it until it the spear bent like a bow. Well, it was a bow in the first place - at least part-time.

A cold feeling then pressed against everything around Replicus as a long, thin, bright arrow appeared, nocking itself on the string he had drawn so far that it was a miracle that it hadn't

snapped!

Sause was shocked.

This arrow! The power behind it was astonishing. No. It was devastating!

What kind of a tool was the creature before him using?!

It wasn't Legendary!

It certainly wasn't Mythical!

So, it was...

Before Sause could think of the correct answer, the Warmoth's Progeny loosened the arrow!