Novel Full Chapter 860 Even I Didn’t See That Coming
Sion’s eyes burned with power as he gazed at his enemies, who were now looking at him with serious expressions on their faces.
‘That’s right,’ Sion thought. ‘Those are the faces that I want to see.’
He had gathered all the power inside of his body, which had now reached its limit. Since that was the case, it was time to show the fools who looked down on him earlier why no one in the Kingdom of Agartha dared to challenge him in a fight.
“Juggernaut Onslaught!” Sion roared as he stomped his right foot forward in preparation to dash with wanton abandon.
The ground under his feet shattered, and a second later, he shot out like a blazing meteor toward his opponents.
“Evade!” Hana shouted as she waved her hands to create several magic circles in her surroundings.
Adonis, Tharin, and Mia all jumped on the Magic circles that Hana created and were instantly teleported hundreds of meters into the sky.
The Foxkin also disappeared from where she stood and reappeared in the sky alongside her comrades.
“It’s no use!” Sion sneered as he jumped upwards.
Since the Juggernaut of Agartha was at the center of the blazing ball of fire that was now over fifteen meters tall, those that were on the city walls of Agartha were able to see this destructive scene, and their faces turned pale instantly.
“H-His Excellency Sion is using his strongest attack!” The Guard Captain’s eyes widened in shock after seeing the blazing meteor rising towards the heavens. “Is this really a sparring match?!”
The Guard Captain was truly worried because Sion’s Juggernaut Onslaught was capable of destroying the landscape spanning several miles after it was used.
The moment the Saint unleashed his most devastating attack, anything it hit would be completely obliterated, causing a powerful explosion that would spread in his surroundings.
Simply put, the destructive power of this attack was similar to Eiko’s tactical Nuke that was used against the Rankers of the Divine Army of Light.
It was Sion’s do-or-die Trump Card, and it only had one result.
Complete and utter destruction.
Darius narrowed his eyes as he strengthened the barrier surrounding the city of El Hazard. He even activated the city’s magical defenses to help reinforce the barrier that he had created to ensure that they would be able to withstand the aftermath of Sion’s Final Gambit.
Hana once again waved her hands and created magic circles around her teammates, allowing her comrades to use them as their footholds.
Adonis, Tharin, and Mia all jumped in different directions to make sure that they would be separated from each other.
Naberius and Hana did the same, distancing themselves from their opponent who had far exceeded their expectations.
“Should we go as well?” An Arachne who was standing beside Baal asked. “I have a feeling that we will be targeted as well.”
Baal glanced at his comrade who had the lower half of a spider and the upper half of a woman.
“Worry not, Arania,” Baal replied. “If he dares to attack us, I’ll personally deal with him.”
“That’s quite reassuring.” Arania smiled. “I’m not good at dealing with those who play with fire.”
A chuckle escaped Baal’s lips because he understood this part. All of them had strengths and weaknesses, and one of Arania’s weaknesses was fire.
Even so, her comrades would always be there to fill in the gap of her weakness, allowing her to fight against those who wielded the power of fire.
Sion clicked his tongue as he continued to trail across the sky in pursuit of the pesky Monsters who were doing their best to evade his attack.
None of them bothered to shoot spells or attack him directly, focusing on running away.
With each passing minute, Sion’s anger grew, making the flames around him burn even brighter.
Suddenly, something unexpected happened. The meteor in the sky suddenly disappeared without a trace.
A few seconds later, it reappeared dozens of meters behind Adonis, catching the Satyr by surprise.
“Sh*t!” Adonis cursed out loud as he braced himself for the impact.
However before the Meteorite hit him, Hana reappeared beside him and kicked the Satyr away.
A moment later, the Meteorite crashed into her body, dragging her through the sky and making her cough out a mouthful of blood.
“Die, wench!” Sion shouted as he increased the power of the flames with the intention of incinerating the beautiful lady, whose face had turned ashen due to the force of the impact that hit her.
“It’s no wonder you’re not popular with the ladies,” Hana commented as her body was engulfed by flames. “You don’t know how to treat a lady right.”
A sneer appeared on Sion’s face because he couldn’t care less about his enemy’s dying words.
However, instead of seeing helplessness and a distraught look on the Fox Lady’s face, he only saw a smile that made him wonder if his enemy was smiling through the pain she was feeling.
“Through Hellfire and Beyond, I call upon thee,” Hana shouted as her entire body was set ablaze. “Lord of Flames, bestow your powers upon me!”
“Ifrit!”
The beautiful fox lady then transformed into a fiery demon, who merged with Sion’s fireball and reached out toward the Saint, who didn’t expect this sudden turn of events.
Even so, the Juggernaut of Agartha regained his composure and grappled with the so-called Lord of Flames that had possessed Hana’s body.
While the two were fighting in order to overpower each other, the blazing fireball remained stationary in the sky and continued to grow bigger and bigger.
It also raised the temperature in the surroundings, forcing all Agarthians to seek shelter in their homes to avoid the scorching heat wave that washed over their city.
“Master, it might be best if you return inside the inn,” Carol said as she stood in front of Gaap, protecting him from the heat wave that made her gothic dress flutter.
“No need, Carol,” Gaap replied. “I trust them.”
As if waiting for that cue, Adonis, Tharin, Mia, and Naberius, who were all standing on the ground now, chanted in unison.
“Exalted spirits of the world, we need you in our troubled hour. Grant us the power to vanquish our foes and overcome all obstacles that stand in our way. Let those under the heavens witness your illustrious might!”
“Azure Flames!”
A giant magic circle appeared in between the four of them and summoned blue flames that rose toward the heavens.
The Azure Flame then collided with the miniature sun, but instead of making it explode, it lifted it upwards.
From the eyes of the people, what they saw was like a burning comet that was shooting toward the sky, leaving a blazing trail of blue flames behind.
With every passing second, the tip of the comet rose higher and higher until it was several thousand meters up in the sky.
Finally, after reaching a certain threshold, the miniature sun exploded creating a powerful shockwave that spread outwards.
At the same time, a strong earthquake rocked the surface world, with the epicenter right under the Empire of the Divine Army of Light.
If not for the Divine Sovereign and the Supreme, who had almost made a full recovery, guarding the fort, their entire domain would have crumbled into oblivion.
Using their Divine Power, they forcefully prevented the collapse of their empire, until the tremors came to a complete stop.
Meanwhile, back in the Kingdom of Agartha…
Two figures fell from the sky.
Hana, who had reverted back to her original form, was caught mid-air by Naberius, preventing her from falling directly to the ground.
Her body was nearly burned to a crisp, and only her beautiful face received less damage, having only received minor injuries.
“Looks like you won’t be on active duty for a while,” Naberius commented as he held his comrade firmly in his arms.
“Only for a month or two,” Hana replied weakly. “I just hope that Baal won’t nag me later.”
“I’ll put in some good words for you.”
“Thanks, Naberius. I’ll go take a nap for now, okay?”
“Sure.”
A moment later, the beautiful fox lady turned into particles of light, which flew towards the City of El Hazard, where her Master was waiting for her return.
Sion, who was caught by nobody, crashed to the ground, creating a crater that was hundreds of meters wide.
To everyone’s surprise, the Saint was still alive, but he received very serious injuries.
Sion slowly propped himself off the ground, and blood spilled from his ears, nose, and mouth.
He was in a very weak state, and if one of his enemies attacked him now, he wouldn’t have the strength to defend himself.
That was when he saw it.
Dozens of meters away from him, a black coffin moved in an erratic manner as if it was drunk.
Little by little it made its way towards Sion, which made the Saint’s face turn solemn.
He had heard what this Black Coffin had done in the Gladiator’s Coliseum, and he had a feeling that it was planning to do something fishy.
As a Saint, he wouldn’t allow himself to be devoured by such a thing, so he clenched his fist and prepared to smash the coffin and break it to pieces.
The wobbling coffin continued to slowly make its way toward Sion like a drunk old man that had been wasted in a tavern and was on his way back to his home.
Finally, when it was only five meters away from the Saint, it collapsed on the ground, with its lid sliding off its body, revealing its dark interior.
However, nothing happened.
Sion watched the coffin cautiously with his right arm ready to strike.
Although he didn’t have much strength left, he was confident that he could smash the coffin the moment it reached his striking range.
A minute passed…
Two minutes passed…
And still, nothing happened.
Sion didn’t lower his guard and his attention was still focused on the Black Coffin, which seemed to be immersed in its acting of playing dead.
Because the Saint’s full attention was on the Black Coffin, he didn’t notice that a Blast Bomb that was over a meter tall had rolled up behind him.
Suddenly, and without any warning, the Blast Bomb exploded, sending the Saint and the Black Coffin flying.
The first one to drop on the ground was Blackfire, and after rolling for several meters its body faced upwards with its cask open wide.
Sion, who no longer had the strength to regain his balance mid-air turned pale when he found himself falling towards the Black Coffin, which lay idly on the ground where he was going to land.
“Noooooooooooooooooo!” Sion shouted in fright as he landed face-first in Blackfire’s open casket. It was as if it had carefully calculated where he was going to land and was waiting for the Saint with open arms.
The black coffin shuddered a bit after the Saint entered its body.
A few seconds later, it groggily stood up and walked like a drunken old man towards its lid that was lying a few meters away.
When it reached its destination, it lowered its body to “pick up” the lid and return it to its rightful place.
Not long after, it continued to wobble away like a drunkard before disappearing from everyone’s sight.
The corner of Baal’s lips twitched after seeing this scene.
The members of Gaaps’ Covenant also had dumbfounded looks on their faces.
After a minute passed, Adonis spoke out, breaking everyone out of their daze.
“That was an accident, no?” Adonis asked his comrades who all looked at him weirdly.
“Um, yeah, it was an accident,” Tharin commented. “I mean, who would have thought that a Blast Bomb would appear out of nowhere? Totally unexpected, yup.”
“Right, it was an accident,” Mia stated. “A totally unforeseen outcome. Even I didn’t see that coming.”
“People should really pay attention to their surroundings, especially during a battle,” Adonis stated. “You never know what will pop out when you least expect it.”
Baal looked at his comrades before looking up at the sky.
A moment later, he nodded his head in agreement.
“Although it was unfortunate, accidents do happen,” Baal stated. “Some things are simply out of our control.”
All of his comrades nodded their heads in agreement.
Their leader was right.
There were things outside of their control, and an accident caused by a stray Blast Bomb was one of them.
Darius, who saw what happened from the city of El Hazard, couldn’t stop his eyes from twitching.
He then glanced at the Halfling sitting on the rooftop, but the latter only shrugged as if telling the Saint that he had nothing to do with it.
However, deep inside, Gaap didn’t know if he should laugh or cry at Blackfire’s latest antic.
The only thing he could hope was that Lux could talk to his greedy black coffin and ask Blackfire to spit out the Saint of Agartha before a bigger problem fell on their heads.