The Last Primal

749 Chapter 749

"[Reptilian] Let's end it here! TAKE MY SLASH!" Aiden's holler was like thunder that boomed everywhere in the city.

Basked in lightning, Aiden swung his majestic dark blade that was shining brightly with lightning and descended from the skies, encompassing Elder Loran and Elder Zhorl.

That single slash possessed the might of the universe and the power of thunder alongside with his own [Soul Power]. That attack was horrifying.

Before Aiden's slash could even arrive, the two elders, both Elder Loran and Elder Zhorl were scared out of their wits. They could feel a dreadful amount of power descending at them, ready to cull their miserable lives and end their pathetic existences.

'[Reptilian] How could a single person defend against this attack?'

'[Reptilian] This is beyond the limits of what should be achievable! This is the realm of the gods!'

"[Reptilian] Waaaaaargh!" With nowhere to turn and run to, Elder Loran could only yell. He bit the tip of his tongue gently and spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva straight at the shining metallic head of his copper spear.

The blade began to radiate and it shone with a faint scarlet hue around its elongated body with an unholy, yet sacramental radiance.

Gritting his teeth, Elder Loran raised his beaming copper spear and with a stern expression on his face welcomed the incoming ebony blade, Rygintarth.

*BOOM!*

The two weapons collided resoundingly as though the entire world shook for that brief moment.

Elder Loran seemed to have turned shorter as a gigantic crack appeared beneath his feet.

After a moment, his body shuddered and he was wrapped with the power of majestic force of nature. Spitting out a mouthful of blood with dimmed eyes, he was sent flying.

The copper spear was also repelled by Rygintarth and was smashed against Elder Loran's chest heavily.

The sound of bones cracking could be heard.

In that instant, a shocking event transpired. A grand elder, a real archbishop, the top force of the church was actually injured!

Not only that, but Rygintarth's momentum carried on and continued to slash against Elder Zhorl's saber.

Pushing against his heels, Elder Zhorl retreated backwards a hundred feet away. His face was pale and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Out of the two most fearsome powers the Church could muster, the two archbishops, one was severely injured down on the ground and the other was forced to retreat in defeat!

Aiden's slash was just that mighty, that incredibly powerful and terrifying!

Senior Brother Pei from the Crystal Palace Sect as well as the current young Dark Lord from the Malefic Demons arrived just in time to witness that and their pupils contracted with a hint of shock.

If they were the recipients of that slash, they might not be able to escape unscathed either. Everyone present was dumbfounded at this impossible sight and gasped in shock.

Elder Zhorl no longer dared to stay any longer. His life would be in serious jeopardy if he were to contend against this monster any longer.

If Elder Loran had not defended against this strike just now, he realized that his organs would have been ruptured from that single slash.

Without turning back, he immediately made his choice and turned towards the dark streets and fled with all his power. His eyes shone with boundless, eternal hatred as he yelled back. "[Reptilian] Just you wait you miserable little punk! One day… Someday I will definitely make you pay for the humiliation I have suffered today! I will pay you back tenfold!"

He yelled, looking absolutely confident he would be able to make it out of the danger and escape without fail. At most, he would be punished by the High Priest later on, but his life and position would be more crucial. Why should he sacrifice himself alongside the others?

Even better, with the sudden lack of contention, his position would only rise amongst the ranks of the rest… Even becoming the next prophet, the next High Priest wouldn't be out of the question…

Thanks to that hooded figure's slash just now, the distance between them was increased tremendously, giving Elder Zhorl the necessary opening. There was absolutely no way that Elder Zhorl's opponent would be able to catch up to him since they were practically at two ends of the same road…

"[Reptilian] Hahahaha… how amusing!" Suddenly, a sinister cackle rang from behind. The darkness covered figure hollered with a carefree holler.

Hearing the remark, a dreadful premonition surged inside the fleeing Elder Zhorl's heart. He couldn't help but halt in his tracks and turned back instinctively only to face against a cold, blinding light that approached him at an extremely fast speed!

In that light, he caught sight of a figure standing far away with that dreadful ebony blade dugging into the mud beside him. In the next instant, he suddenly plunged the blade forward, causing a massive golden shockwave to explode from the short path the plunged weapon carved into the ground.

Aiden's voice resounded alongside the shocking, majestic attack.

"[Reptilian] Someday? What are you talking about? The reign of terror of you miserable creatures will end today! None can spare you from my wrath!"

"So please… go ahead and DIE!"

He roared just as the massive shock wave of energy shot out, grinding up the land as if it were mere water instead of solid ground. It took no time for it to arrive and crash into its intended target causing yet another blinding explosion of light to cover the area for a couple of brief moments.

When the light gradually dispersed, returnign the gloom and doom to the wet, and rain drenched long street, only a lifeless, badly burnt and heaviuly mutilated carcass remained down on the ground.

It took merely a single moment, one mistake, one small slight causing for the once fearsome elder to lower his guard for the reaper to finally arrive and claim his long overdue life.

Whilst everyone was shocked beyond belief, the cause of it all, Aiden calmly pulled his artifact weapon from the ground and turned his attention back on the last survivor of the archbishop trio. Within a single blink, Aiden's figure blurred and he appeared beside Elder Loran with his Rygintarth.

Laying in the mud, Elder Loran was still coughing blood that was washed away by the rainwater; his gaze was scattered.

Looking down, Aiden's eyes were cold, there was no mercy hiding in his expression. There was no solace, no redemption available. There was no point in begging for mercy as there were none to be given.

In the next moment just as their eyes met, the ebony blade of beam flashed.

A massive head rolled on the ground. His gaze was firm, showing nothing but resentment even in his very last moments.

The three archbishops of the church were now dead, buried on the streets of their own domain of terror…

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