Cheat Awakening

Chapter 438. Wind and Fire

After confirming that his most potent trump card, which he always used to toy with stronger opponents, was utterly useless now, Myne finally accepted the cruel reality and decided to resort to old methods. Even if he couldn't kill everyone, he had to capture the fatty at any cost, everything can be ignored temporarily except this disgusting f*cker.

Following the principle of "strike first, strike hard," Myne didn't wait for his enemies to recover or waste time with idle chatter. That was only satisfying when your enemies had no chance to turn the tables or fight back, and you had 100% control over their life and death.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

So, without wasting a moment, he activated Sorcery Extremity, which enhanced all his magic skills, before bombarding the "weirdos" and the fatty with his AoE Magic: Wind and Fire Maximum.

Under the shocked gazes of all the "weirdos," and of course, the fatty who had finally risen from the ground, dozens of towering wind tornadoes filled with sword-like sharp wind blades, ranging from four to seven meters tall, materialized out of thin air and rushed towards them.

However, before they could come back to sense and formulate a plan, they all noticed chaotic mana gathering beneath their feet.

Looking down, they saw the entire area within a three-meter radius glowing with a red hexagram array, and anyone with a discerning eye knew it wasn't a good sign, let's not talk about experienced wizards who most of their lives played with it, and can recognise its basic effect from miles away.

No. 7 was the first to react. He grabbed Anye (No. 4), who was "coincidentally" standing right beside him and propelled himself upward with astonishing speed. No. 1, whose green energy shield was already on the verge of collapse, wouldn't risk pushing its limits against such a powerful magical attack.

He quickly retrieved a blue palm-sized crystal orb, smashed it on the ground, and then frantically ran out of the hexagram's crimson glow.

No. 2, still confident in the defensive capabilities of his iron-like body, but wasn't so sure about Ben (No. 3) in his arms, even if the other party wearing armour. After a moment's hesitation, he apologized to Ben in his heart before throwing him with all his strength towards the blood pool.

He, however, remained in his original position, seemingly determined to take Myne's attack head-on and test his own limits.

If there was anything a bug-afflicted being feared most in the world, it would undoubtedly be fire. Just by perceiving the chaotic fire elements gathering around him, the Bugman's survival instincts screamed at him to escape the attack range.

The next moment, the Bugman once again exploded with a bang, this time scattering hundreds of thousands of bugs in all directions to flee the impending inferno.

No. 6, who resembled a charred corpse with his life or death unknown, was also hurled into the blood pool, receiving similar treatment as Ben. His whereabouts and fate were temporarily unclear.

BOOM!

Just as the dust cloud began to settle, Myne still silently floated on the platform, which surprisingly remained unscratched. , Suddenly, a figure fell in front of him, wielding a two-meter-long double-handed sword with a golden hilt, and slamming it down hard on Myne's head. This time, it was Myne's turn to be caught off guard. Thankfully, he was in his ethereal form.

The sword, which didn't have any enchantment applied to it, just passed through his body harmlessly, clanging loudly against the floor. Otherwise, Myne might have been cleaved in two by now.

No. 7's handsome face, seeing that he failed to harm his enemy, turned ugly as if he saw his wife getting f*cked by another man. However, he seemed to have anticipated this possibility because as soon as his attack failed, he immediately abandoned his sword, drew a collection of brightly coloured potion bottles of various shapes, and hurled them at Myne.

At such a close distance, with his usual carelessness, those potion bottles struck Myne's ethereal form. To his surprise, instead of phasing through him as expected, he felt a tangible sensation. Before he could react, his figure was engulfed in a blinding light.

BOOM!

Another deafening explosion, and like a rocket, Myne's body, which automatically turned normal after taking a solid hit, shot out of the dust cloud with horrific wounds and burns marred his body. He plummeted into the blood pool like a broken kite. This was the price of carelessness, which cost Myne quite heavily.

"Ahhh! Cough, cough!"

F*ck, it hurts, it hurts, damn it, I was careless again. Cough! Next time if I even try to be cool in front of my enemies, I will first either hide in the ground only leaving my head out, or flow high in the sky giving no charge to others suddenly appearing in front of me. Cough!

Coughing and spitting out blood, whether his own or the pool's, Myne groaned in pain while complaining to himself. His entire front side was severely burned. His arms, which had subconsciously protected his face, were reduced to ash again.

Most of his clothes on the front had disintegrated, leaving him naked and exposed in the blood pool amidst a macabre tableau of corpses and other unpleasant unknown things.

Thankfully, this time he lacked everything but mana. As long as he didn't activate his perverted skill, which required an outrageous amount of mana, he had enough to deal with these few "weirdos" without worrying about getting injured, anyway, he can heal very quickly.