A New Dawn Chapter 166

At this moment where everyone was silent, one small sound made the outlaws turned around . In her small movement of panic, Gwendoline had begun to step back and was very close to hitting the wall behind her . However, instead of cras.h.i.+ng on it, she was stopped by something invisible standing there . Almost letting out a small scream, she was still frozen still by this unexpected surprise . However, the feelings she had when she touched made her remember of something .

Extending her hand, she touched once more the invisible thing, only to find out it was cold metal . "You think that just because they are mere skeletons they can't fool you? Hehe . " Hearing the mocking words of the Akûl, the small spell that was covering the black armor was finally gone . Then, all could see the perfectly still undead . Only then did the Mayor realized that it had never left her room, only she forgot about it, as it was precisely where it always was .

"HA! You have made a mistake coming here . In fact, you have made an even bigger mistake previously, by harming her . Now, no one will be able to save you from her . " Walking forward, he stood in the middle of the room, surrounded by the five enemies still standing . If they could have seen his face, they would have noticed the evil grin that was spreading, as he grabbed two mighty axes that were on his back .

"Her? Are you talking about Leilade? She was defeated by the Archmage, her body is trapped as we are currently speaking . She is nothing more than a soul now! in fact, your friends will be executed as soon as the Archmage will be able to release them . Also, you are outnumbered!" Even if the enemy was a Dark G.o.d, there was no reason for those trained killers to be scared witless . With an artifact of the past and their own strength, even Heroes could be killed .

But instead of directly fighting, Ymir finally heard the news he was looking for since a long time . And it completely puzzled him . How could those humans trap an orodil, a duvodiad and Leilade like that? Meridiana was possible, as she was weak, but the two others would not be caught as easily, without even talking about the small girl . "What do you mean by trapped?"

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For the first time since a very long time, even the Black Gauntlet himself was caught by surprise . As he genuinely believed the underline surprise that was in the voice of that demon . But it was completely impossible for him to not know, the lich was missing and the dark soul had come here . However, since it would inevitably be told to him at one point, the large man wondered how much he could obtain from this . Especially since the magic of the Archmage seemed to have angered the smallest Dark G.o.d greatly .

"The Archmage cast a spell capable of stopping time around them, trapping them for many years . For that, ten magus joined their efforts and were successful . If you go there, you could see their bodies . " "IMPOSSIBLE!" Shouting this, Ymir began to wave his arms, violently shaking the shadow that was in one of his hand . However, he did not kill it yet, only restraining it for the moment . Even then, his mind was preoccupied with one idea .

"Impossible . It is impossible . On a lowly planet like this one, understanding spatial magic to the level of Candaith, it is impossible . You are lying, LYING!" Even if could not be considered as extremely smart, Ymir was no moron either . He had heard the rumors about the many fights between Leilade and Candaith, including the one where she pummeled him so hard their commander had to step in . She had barely managed to escape the trap laid by that harmless s.p.a.ce bunny and someone told him now it happened again . "I DON'T LIKE TO BE LIED TO!"

Begining to squeeze his prisoner, the giant criminal stopped him with one word . "Candaith . " The Akûl froze while hearing this, only to remember he had said this seconds ago . Feeling even more anger in his heart, it vanished in a second afterward . "The last Dark G.o.d was called Candaith . " With this new information, his mind was in turmoil . Even if he did not often listen to Davion and Malakov, he still heard them talked about the numerous portals created during the Age of Darkness .

Turning into a living statue, he did not even breath as he was processing all of this . The last person that forced Leilade to extract her own soul was Candaith himself . His name was known to the locals . One Dark G.o.d was an expert in opening portals . The Archmage had trapped the rest in a temporal prison . Dropping his axes and the human, he stumbled backward, putting a hand on a wall to support himself . However, he was too strong, as the wall crumbled and he fell along .

Seeing the state of that monster in armor, Gwendoline tried to approach him but was stopped by a shadow . Behind her, the skeleton was still immobile, but even then, his presence was still a threat . "We will never go back . We are trapped here . " Only the Black Gauntlet was close enough to hear the murmurs of the Akûl, as his conjecture was true . The two groups knew each other and were related . But he clearly did not expect his words to have such a huge impact on the red demon .

However, he could have never guessed that from the beginning, they had all thought that Leilade could get them out of here . Even if she was no genius like Candaith in this domain, if the Demonic Empire was close by, she could still at least contact them . But that would require an unknown amount of mana, forcing them to preserve her strength for the time being . The slower she recovered, the longer they stayed on this forsaken world . But now, if that man failed, she wouldn't have any chance to succeed .

The hard truth stunned him completely, as he always thought of this period of time to be just a bad mission . As for the fact that Leilade planned for them to stay here for years, even decades, that was just to wait for the reinforcements of the Demonic Army . And with the presence of the Saksa, that was even better to not be too visible . "Go! All of you go!" The low growl of the Akûl did not scare the other party, as there was no strength in the threat . Only Gwendoline followed this order, and this time was not stopped . Right behind her, the skeleton did not even glance at the shadows as he also left .

Signaling to his men to surround the target, the dark weapon on his arm began to pulsate . In his mind, he could felt fury and hatred grow, even when he was perfectly calm and collected . The only thing he did not know was how this weapon truly worked and what was also produced . Sniffing the Demonic Energy that was filling the air, Ymir realized he had thought too much . That was not something he should do, even if he was all alone and had no one to tell him something . An Akûl was born for one thing, to fight .

Seven silhouettes encircled him, as the previously injured ratman and human had been healed quickly . The latter was still feeling a bit of pain in his throat, but that did not prevent him from joining the fray . Dirtied by the stone dust that fell on him when he broke the wall and the ceiling, the half kneeling demon silently clenched his fists, completely focused now . Only after helping Malakov will he be able to obtain real answers .

However, the killers soon found out that they had a problem after getting in position . The armor Agnil forged for Ymir was completely covering him from head to toe, and even his neck was completely hidden behind the dark metal . As for his helmet, the holes that allowed the demon to see were small enough to even stop the head of the arrows . Because it was made especially for him, it offered far greater protection than the armors crafted in ma.s.s .

Sensing the hesitation of those that followed him, even the Black Gauntlet had to admit this was a tough foe . Maybe even more problematic than dragons, as even their scales weren't looking that st.u.r.dy . Remembering that Avirus had thrown a few punches at this, he managed to spot the damages, only to regret seeing them . The small holes that were barely deforming the chest plate showed how durable it was .

Raising high his weapon, he tried to punch Ymir, only to be blocked by one of his hands . The demon was still half-kneeling on the ground and barely moved at all, besides one arm . Soon, a whirlpool of blades began to repeatedly cut him, as he was swinging left and right his three other arms . Backing off a little, the Black Gauntlet began to pick up a few bright gems, the same that were collected by the trolls previously and put it in his hand .

The dark pulsating gauntlet began to grow on his arm, even more, extending now to his elbow . Seeing the dark veins appearing on the rest of his arm, he did not care at all, as no one was able to truly damage their enemy . If their weapons did not straight out bounce off, they were damaged just by hitting his armor . Fine dwarven steel, forged by old and renowned blacksmiths, was already showing signs of being damaged .

"ARRRRRGH!" Not able to completely control himself, the large man began to shout his pain, as he picked up a blade on his waist . By now, the perfect cooperation between the shadows had managed to injure Ymir a bit, as the holes on his helmet were his only weakness . And if arrows could not go through, it did not mean nothing could . Disregarding large swords, they all had secret weapons, similar to needles, a few had very thin daggers and even a rapier, small enough to not be blocked . But the Akûl was not standing still expecting to be hit, as he used his impervious arms to block their attempts .

But by doing this, he covered a very large part of his vision, making him fall into a defensive posture . Even then, his four limbs still caused some injuries on the shadows that were too p.r.o.ne at aiming for his head . Because of this, he only used one of his hand to handle the Black Gauntlet, expecting the same outcome as previously . But to his surprise, the shock was strong enough to even shake him, making him almost falling .

Taking a glance at the black veins spreading on the arm of his opponent, he realized they had understood enough of it to be considered as dangerous . Using only his ears to deal with the pesky mosquitoes, he fully watched the only thing capable of harming him . And cursed him immediately for being so vicious . The fact was, Ymir was tall . Extremely tall . Above four meters tall . Meaning that even if his arms were also long, they could not go under this knees, forcing him to kneel a bit in case something was close to the ground .

But by doing this, his position could become unstable . If he received another punch like that, he would fall and be even more vulnerable . But this lowly sc.u.m was only attacking his legs, and even his feet if it was possible . Dodging with the lower half of his body, he began to completely wreck the City Hall, to not be annoyed by the other killers . The half-destroyed ceiling was the only reason why they could be so many at targeting his head . Without this, it would be a lot harder .

Realizing this, he began to slowly walk toward the plaza, an open ground where nothing could be used against him . Also, by now, it should have been encircled with all the liches available . Fortunately, no one was here to see him asking for help, only to deal with a few humans . On his way out, he felt a few bottles breaking on him, spreading some strange liquids . One was oil he was certain, as for the others, he had no idea . But because they were useless, he did not really care .

Even when they all were burning, it was just a minor inconvenient . In fact, it was almost helpful, as it prevented the shadows to attack from some fronts . As for the bearer of the black gauntlet, he could not catch up with the long legs of the demon . Byt the time he finally was in the open, he realized that the attacks had all stopped . Lowering his arms and finally having his entire sight available, he could not spot a single thing moving . Besides the crumbling City Hall .

Scratching his helmet, he noticed that something was off when the limb in question appeared in his vision . Looking at the small bomb attached to his armor, he barely had the time to protect his eyes before seven explosions resonated in the night . Cursing them even more for fighting this dirtily, he inspected his armor, only to find out it was not really that damaged . Praising Master Agnil for his masterpiece, he saw the undead a.s.sembled in the outskirts of the plaza .

Counting their numbers, he found out none of them had been killed . However, they also did not seem to have found any traces of the members of the Organization . Not even bothering to search for them, he dismissed all the undead and began to return to his castle . There, he found out Gwendoline that did not look really shocked . Ordering her to tell him everything she knew, he realized that even with this information, he had no idea what to do . Promising to rebuilt her building, he left her to look after Malakov .

That lich was still partially immersed into a small pond of blood, slowly reconstructing his body . Even now, the Akûl would prefer to hear his nasty remarks and witness his arrogant behavior than being in the dark like that . If he could slaughter countless warriors, he did not even manage to kill one of those a.s.sa.s.sins . The only reason he caught the first two was his surprise attack . As for how he knew about them, Malakov had awakened for a very short amount of time, just enough to control the bodyguard of that woman and hide it .

While he fought those elusive shadows, the best he achieved was. .h.i.tting them with the tip of his fingers, but he could never grip them in his hands . Starring at his four limbs, he removed one gauntlet, wounding his hand to fill the pond even more . Seeing no reaction from the laying skeleton inside it, which still didn't have anything under his rib cage, he sighed . Sitting down near it, he watched through one of the windows and looked at the s.h.i.+ning moon in the sky . Wondering where Leilade was and who she was killing at the moment .