Kiada, Blood Servant System Reborn
Chapter 129: Harder

I knew that the two of them wouldn't be in the city. Neither was dumb enough to think I would offer the challenge and wrecking another god's city was against the rules Dave laid out.

I headed to the dungeon, there was no other greater landmark, and if I had my way, I would destroy all of them, but this world needed them to function. The wars would just start back up again, so the dungeons would stay.

It didn't matter, I just needed to remove the gods from this world, and then I would be able to proceed, but they wouldn't go quietly. They were all ANPC, Advanced Non-Player Characters, similar to the Game Master, and they had a complete understanding of how their systems worked, but now so did I.

I could see them waiting for me, but they were alone, smart. I would have to be careful with no extra blood around and watch how much I burn, but I was full of blood, and light glowed from the cracks of my armor.

I had one purpose: to take their magic and leave them with just the systems and Gates. They had us believe that some godly power was bestowed on them when they came here.

The truth was that anyone with sufficient magical power and control could operate a Waystone and seal magic reservoirs.

"Don't you want to come," but Dysters words stopped, and they both froze at the same time, and I raised my hand to the sky.

Drops of blood the size of rain filled the air and became black and red Blood Steel spears that rained down to the barely moving gods. I leaped and disappeared into a blood mist, letting Firburg go and taking back the Mana.

I shifted to blood mist just in time as a massive root-like spike speared up from the ground into the space I just was. It wouldn't have killed them, but they had not escaped without losing some blood, and I pulled it to me, locking onto them both.

"Come down here, you vile little whore! I will give you what you have," Giyadel snared at me but cut off to dodge a five-meter long blood steel spear that I hurtled at him.

Dyster had run away, but that just meant that he would come out and try to get me when I wasn't paying attention, but I wouldn't let that happen. I formed on the ground twenty meters away from Giyadel, not wanting to chance get snared.

I hated the stupid speech part, and I wasn't going to let him start again. I created blades of Blood Steel to cut the attacking growth to ribbons as I ran, raising my hand forward to launch an orb of yellow and orange explosion magic with a lot of Mana in it.

Giyadel screamed as the orb hit him and exploded outwards, but it did not affect me as I bolted forward. I twisted the light and the boiling rage, slamming it into Giyadel just before I was blown back thirty meters.

I smashed and bounced off the ground but was back on my feet, and I had taken it. Suddenly, I felt Dyster's presence and targeted him about me, and instantly trees burst from the grounds and covered me as lightning struck them.

I was just able to get my hands up to block a flying kick from Giyadel, but I was still sent flying. Lightning struck around me, but Giyadel was on me again, and I was smashed to the ground.

I coated my body with shields as I coughed up blood and smashed into the ground. All the shields smashed, and I rolled barely in time.

I had to get up, and I leapt out of the way before the ground was pulverized.

I needed to leave, this body was still too weak to take this beating, and I was starting to run low on blood. I burned all the blood I had left and then used my remaining Mana to use the explosion magic to shoot me forward into the city.

Just before the city limit, my body was hit by a bolt of electricity that tore through every nerve in my body, but the blood I had burned absorbed most of it. I stumbled and twitched but kept going as I landed; it was over now, and it was time to go home.

This was the mistake they made by coming to Healia to fight me, and now they weren't allowed in the city. I could have challenged them and then ran back to the city, and they would have been fucked right off the hop.

I absorbed blood as I walked and stumbled along, and I was slowly able to heal my internal damage and my seared skin.

This was still Healia's city, and once a challenge started, they were not allowed in a city they did not own. Now, but locking the three of us in the challenge, I had sealed them to their own cities.

They couldn't enter Healia or do much harm while I was gone. Now, I could train away from the world and not have to worry about them, but that didn't mean the others wouldn't try to get involved at some point.

Three men and one woman jumped out of an alley beside me and tried to attack me, but as they moved, they fell. Each head detached from the body and rolled away as I pulled the blood from all the body.

I could hear the pulse of their veins and the heavy rasps of their lungs, and I released four blades at the same time to shear their heads off, quickly and quietly. I straightened up, but I was still exhausted, this body needed to be harder, and I would have to work the others back into shape.

I was here, and as mad as I was, I had her, and she could walk, so that was all that mattered to me right now was getting home. Sᴇaʀch* Thᴇ ɴovᴇlꜰirᴇ.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

The thought made me pick up my speed, and I was back at the guild hall in no time, but the place was trashed. I misted to blood and went to the top floor and reformed, scaring the life out of Healia.

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