Novel Full Chapter 857 Battle Of El Hazard [Part 2]
“Before I kill you, tell me who you are,” Sion demanded as soon as he landed three miles away from El Hazard.
He had followed the Shadowy Figure, who told him that if he wanted to fight, they should fight outside the city to prevent unnecessary deaths.
The Saint found this proposal quite amusing. However, since he was still one of the Protectors of El Hazard, he decided to agree to the Monster’s request and followed him outside of the city.
“My name is Naberius,” the Shadowy Figure then transformed into a Demi-human Raven, standing nearly two meters tall. “And you are?”
“Sion,” Sion replied in a heartbeat. “They also call me the Juggernaut of Agartha.”
After finishing his introduction, Sion’s entire body turned silvery-black that glistened under the sun. He then pointed his finger at his opponent and smirked.
“Be honored, Naberius,” Sion stated. “You will die under my hands.”
To his surprise, Naberius nodded his head in agreement.
“Alone, it is true that I am not a match for you,” Naberius replied. “But, I am not alone.”
As if waiting for that cue, Sion felt eleven presences descending from the sky.
“So… you have reinforcements with you.” Sion narrowed his eyes at the newcomers who all landed beside Naberius.
While the Juggernaut of Agartha was eyeing Naberius’ reinforcements, Baal glanced at his comrades.
“Four of you can join Naberius in this battle,” Baal stated. “Who wants to fight that Saint?”
Nearly all of Gaap’s subordinates raised their hands after hearing Baal’s question.
“Okay, let’s just decide this the old-fashioned way,” Baal said as he crossed his arms over his chest. “Rock, scissors, papers.”
This scene made the corner of Sion’s lips twitch. He could tell that all of the Monsters that were standing in front of him were Empyrean Ranked World Bosses.
Although he was powerful, he wasn’t that confident about fighting twelve of them at once.
However, after realizing that they only planned to send five of them to fight him, he felt as if he was being belittled too much.
‘Sending only five to fight me? These monsters really don’t know who they are fighting against,’ Sion mused. ‘No matter. I’ll just kill one or two of them quickly then pick them off one by one.’
Sion was a battle junkie.
He found the idea of fighting many opponents at once to his liking. Also, he was confident that even if five Empyrean Ranked World Bosses were to fight him at the same time, he would be able to deal with them without too much effort.
Summoning his Great Axe, Sion prepared himself to fight to his heart’s content.
Fortunately, he didn’t have to wait for too long because his five opponents stepped forward in order to face him.
“This reminds me of that Gladiator Match against that Half-Elf,” Sion stated as he casually swung his axe as if he was doing practice swings. “That boy fought against 300 C-Rankers as a mere D-Ranker. Similarly, I’m now facing five Empyrean Ranked World Bosses. But this is not enough. Why don’t you all join the fight as well?”
The Saint of Agartha looked at the black knight who had his arms crossed over his chest. He had deemed that Baal was the one who called the shots among his opponents, so he decided to offer a proposal to him.
“We are already giving you a great handicap by allowing five of us to fight you,” Baal replied. “Challenging all of us will just end up in you receiving a one-sided beating. You’re not James Von Ainsworth, so don’t be delusional, okay? If you really want to fight all of us, beat these five first.”
Sion snorted after hearing Baal’s reply.
He had no idea who James was. But, from the name alone, he could tell that the Black Knight was referring to some kind of Old Bandit who liked to scam people and could probably destroy an entire continent if he farted in the wrong place.
(E/N: Fufufu. Shameless plug for any of you who haven’t read Reincarnated with the Strongest System yet!)
“Fine,” Sion replied. “I’ll hang your corpse and display it in my Manor after I kill you,”
Baal only shrugged and told his comrades to take it easy on the Saint.
“We don’t want a war with Agartha, so just beat him until he’s half deaf,” Baal ordered before looking at Blackfire who was hovering nearby. “Blackfire, you’re not allowed to eat him. You don’t want to create trouble for your Master, right?”
Blackfire moved its body to the side as if averting its gaze. The Black Coffin was giving off the vibes of “I didn’t hear anything” and “I didn’t see anything,” which gave Baal a very bad premonition.
“Pay attention to Blackfire,” Baal communicated to his subordinates through telepathy. “If it moves to swallow that Saint, stop it at all costs.”
All of his comrades nodded their heads at the same time.
Gaap had ordered them to beat up Sion, but he didn’t give any orders to capture him.
Since Blackfire wasn’t part of their group, it wasn’t obligated to listen to their Master’s order. However, Baal wished to believe that the Black Coffin wouldn’t do anything that might potentially make its own master the enemy of Agartha.
“Let’s go,” Naberius said before opening his black wings.
The black raven then flew toward the sky and started to bombard the Saint with black feathers, who simply blocked it with his Legendary Weapon.
Naberius’ four teammates then charged at Sion with their weapons drawn. They were unable to defeat the Saint in a one-on-one battle, but as a group, they were confident that they would be able to neutralize him.
Seeing that his opponents had decided to close the gap between them, Sion sneered before slamming his axe toward the ground.The ground broke apart, sending rocks, and dirt surging upwards, blocking everyone’s view.
“I got you!” Sion snarled as he swung his axe towards one of the monsters that had been tossed high up in the air by his disruptive attack that was very effective against those who fought in groups.
Just as his axe was about to hit its target, a whip sword wrapped itself around his arm, preventing his weapon from cleaving forward.
“Wrong,” the monster, who looked like a Satyr replied in a teasing tone. “It is us who got you.”
Twisting its body in mid-air, the Satyr, whom Sion was about to hack earlier, did a roundhouse kick and smashed his hoof on the Saint’s head, sending Sion flying.
“First Blood,” Baal commented.
His comrade by his side, who looked like a Djinn, blew his pipe and created circles.
“He called this a fight,” the Djinn commented, “but for us, this is just practice. It seems that the Saints of Agartha haven’t had a good fight in many years.”
Baal and the others smiled at their comrades’ comments.
After being hunted down by Saints and spending a lot of their time in Zangrila fighting Abyssal Creatures, the battle-hardened World Bosses under Gaap’s commands were not even fazed by Sion’s arrogance.
“Let’s teach him how to be humble,” Baal said. “That way, he will understand how to pick his opponents in the future.”
All of his comrades nodded in agreement.
Blackfire nodded as well, but no one knew whether the Black Coffin was going to behave or do something mischievous.
If only Lux was there to witness the battle, he would probably do his best to stop his Black Coffin from running amok and devouring everyone that it found to its liking.