Bro, I'm not an Undead!

Chapter 1223: Flight of the Deities



The blast of Divine energy was unforgiving and uncompromising.

Suzamete felt it slither through Aigas, causing great reverberations, and knew at once what was about to happen. She paled.

She hadn't thought this was how Boron would respond to her betrayal. She hadn't seen how his actions would unfold.

She couldn't capture the actions of a stronger being than her even if they were in Aigas. She had hoped that Elita coming in through the gaps in the Rules of the world created by Skullius' Noboboyama earlier with her extraordinary sword would lead to Boron's immediate and thorough incapacitating, which would buy her a bit more time, but...

The drapes of time hanging in the sky were suffused with Boron's energy and they unfurled, swinging down with morbid grace.

While they hung from the present Aigas, it was clear to see the distinction between the two pasts of this world and its future. The texture of the former was different from that of the latter.

However...

The drapes of Aigas' pasts started to turn rigid and they made way for themselves within the stability of the future - the present Aigas. A film of genuine Divine energy coated them and it appeared to sow them into permanence, ensuring that their status as temporary visitors in the present was revoked.

To the common eye, they still appeared like giant drapes hanging from somewhere above (now turned stiff), but to Replicus and Elita, the new reality was revealed in full.

'Damn it!' Replicus thought, a dark look on his face. His still weakened body seemed to lose even more strength as it slumped. 'This is really bad!'

He looked up into the sky, searching for Suzamete's presence. He quickly figured that Boron's scream just now suggested that in his rise, he had already encountered the Sky Deitess. And if everything about Boron's identity as it was postulated by the Purity was true, then Suzamete and Boron would not be allies.

Boron did not care for Aigas, but Replicus knew how much work Suzamete put into ensuring Aigas stood in one piece. If Boron stood against that...

Right then, Replicus recalled a chilling sentence the possessed Skullius had said before their battle.

'...sadly, nothing you do can stop the progression of these plans. Even besting me will not change the course I have made.'

Of course, back then, Skullius couldn't have possible meant that his toying with time in their fight would lead to this, but regardless, it was because of him that Boron was able to create this monstrous abnormality.

He was fixing the past times to the present, and as Replicus recalled, with an adequate affinity to time, it was possible to go from timeline to timeline with ease!

If this problem wasn't solved swiftly...

<I'D LIKE TO SEE HOW YOUR FRAIL PROWESS MENDS THIS, KAELLA!> Boron roared, a vicious expression on his face.

He could see the shaken look in Suzamete's eyes from here.

Even though his body was falling apart, along with his control of his powers, he had managed to pour out just enough energy to create a problem that couldn't be solved so easily, especially not by Suzamete.

The Sky Deitess was frustrated. In the next instance, she slid through the canvas of the sky and vanished from sight.

Boron scoffed, but then his dark eyes suddenly turned back towards Elita and Replicus. He had sensed movement.

The former Paladin Champion had pounced madly, her sword aglow. She meant to deal another lethal blow or better yet, end the Deity before her!

She was extraordinarily quick on her feet.

Replicus was surprised. She was way stronger than she had been before!

Boron scowled.

His eyes kept on the long sword in Elita's grasp. In this state, he wasn't sure he could completely avoid this woman's attacks especially if she moved as quickly as she had done before.

Elita's figure zipped here and there and then she vanished and appeared behind Boron!

The Deity wore an unsightly face at this.

<Persistent pest!> he growled and sent remnants of his power as Divine energy that cradled Ashema and the vast Carven Elita had just slaughtered.

The giant Carven gathered themselves back and with shocking speed, they leaped upward, one grabbing Elita's leg while the other grabbed her torso.

But...

SHIIIIIIING!

Seven, unseen, disembodied sword slashes flew into the sky and lopped off the arms of the

Carven with ease!

The giant Carven were astonished.

Beside the weakened Replicus, a healing Skullius was extended his hand upward from the depth of the fuming crater, the Stark Constellation crackling on his forehead.

Elita used the chance to wiggle free and zoom towards Boron again, but Ashema, empowered by his Lord's Divine energy flew in from her flank with his bat-like wings!

His cheeks were inflated. A large gourd was in his hand, filled to the brim with blood. He had taken a deep swig just now, and...

With incredible precision, he spat a sharp, quick arrow of dark blood which zipped towards Elita responded promptly. She brought her sword forward and blocked it, but in her attempt to defend herself, she was forced off course as she was in mid-air without a foothold. Ashema spread his wings and launched himself at her, his scythe spinning in his hands and the

widest grin on his face.

"I sense unique blood from you!" he cried.

Elita cursed.

Her mask started to fade away as though it were an illusion.

'Time's up already? And all I have left is this damned sword,' she thought.

Her eyes stared up at the quickly escaping trio.

She wouldn't let them off so easily.

Voided Death Essence seeped into her sword and it drank it greedily. Elita's mask fully

vanished.

Ashema came in hot, blood pouring from his gourd and his scythe storming balefully towards

Elita. However... a flurry of invisible slashes came from nowhere and easily slashed him into seven dozen pieces that cleared away from Elita.

The Carven gritted his teeth and scowled. His blood manipulation made more potent by

Boron's powers quickly helped him reattach his body and for a split moment he looked down into the crater at the Hybrid Luman - the source of the whipping slashes.

'I suppose our fun ends here then?' he thought, a little disappointed, but he was forced to turn

back to Elita when his body fully regenerated.

Her gold and pink sword flashed with a dark purple hue.

'I swear I hate this sword!' Elita said and then she swung it with all her might, aiming at

Boron and his Carven!