Chapter 282 - Uprooted The Aristocratic Technocracy Organization(7)
"Where Am I? "Desmond asked to himself. What greeted him was a flat world with half of them covered in darkness while the others in whiteness.
The world really plans, without any structure, as if he was standing on the hardened calm water. The tavern structure, chairs, dead bodies that he expected has vanished as if there was never there before.
Strangely, the people in this world could see each other as if there was a big light shining of them. In addition, there was no scent or wind, making this looked more like a separate world.
The luxurious tavern had turned into a vast black and white world! Just by looking at this, one could judge that someone used the dimension spell.
*clank* *clank*
At the same time, a series of collisions between metal and any hard object was continuously ringing in this strange world.
Desmond looked to his left side, where the flat world had turned into flat darkness. He saw two figures fighting each other, with one of them was Felix, who was sweating with his expression on solemn, holding his long sword.
As for the other, a middle-aged man with long dark-purple hair continuously dodging Felix's sword. Eventually, when his swords managed to slashed the middle-aged man body, the sword did not cut anything, just pass through as if it was an illusion.
However, before Felix had time to react, he immediately dodged and shot backward. A hand of darkness suddenly appeared where he stood before; the hands clapped the thin air and letting loud smacking sound.
That was so close. If Felix did not dodge backward, he might be severely injured by that attack. On the other hand, the middle-aged man turned into a black jelly-liquid with the liquid slowly moving toward the hands before merging with each other.
The hands and liquid finally merged and managed to form the appearance of a middle-aged man before.
He gave off a grim before slowly extending his hands forward, letting the natural energy gathered around him, which made another replicate of him being formed.
"Hehehe," The middle-aged man laughed evilly when there were five replicas of himself stood each other.
As for Felix, even though his bottom face was covered by black clothes, Desmond could see he was breathing heavily. His old body moving up and down ward making the onlooker looked worried when seeing his condition.
However, when Desmond saw their battle, he was confident in his subordinates," No matter from where I see it, that must be the boss," the strange darkness and the familiar voice he heard back then matched with the current middle-aged man.
"But, what will you do if your energy runs out?" Desmond secretly sneered. Even though Felix looked old, and it seems he could collapse at any moment, strength and the survivability of 4th class swordsman still mystery to him.
Even Vesta could survive after he was trampled by a bunch of big rocks, then what about a 4th class swordsman, a grade higher than Vesta?
When Desmond finally shifted his attention to his right side, his nonchalant expression turned into a frown.
In the flat white world, Laura and Annie seemed to be battling against something, yet the enemy was nowhere to be seen. However, with every movement they used, an cut to the flesh was formed on their bodies.
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The current Laura already bleeding from her right eye, making her sight blind for a moment. She also got many daggers stabbed on her back.
As for Annie, she was holding her dagger with only one hand, and her other hand was missing, leaving torn clothes with blood hanging over her shoulder.
Unlike in the world of darkness, Desmond could not hear anything in this white world as if his hearing sense was being muted by something.
"System scan and mark the enemy," Desmond's expression was darkened upon seeing their injury. Yet, he could still keep his composure while ordering the system.
[Scanning the target...]
At the same time, a strand of his energy spread toward the white world, causing the battle to be halted for a moment.
When Laura and Annie saw their young master, their pale face regained color. Nevertheless, not one of them moved and warily observed the surrounding.
[Scan Complete!]
[
-Status-
Name: ????
Gender: Female
Age: 11 years
Race: Human
Class: 1st class Witch
Occupation: Member Aristocratic Technocracy Organization
Unique Energy: 18.25
Strength: 2.35
Agility:3.35
Stamina: 3.35
]
"Ha! It's just an ant!" without hesitation, Desmond rushed to the white world, stunning his maids.
When he rushed, even without using a skill, the power of his 2nd swordsman was displayed. He quickly arrived beside his maids and glanced at the surroundings.
"Interesting," Just then, Desmond noticed the enemy age was the same as him; however, she had more energy than the common sense of this world," It must be her trait."
The time Desmond rushed and arrived at his maids' only less than one minute. Therefore, after he spoke those words, his maids just came back to their senses.
"Young master..." Laura spoke weakly. Although her right eye was bleeding, her smile was still wide when she greeted him. As for Annie, even though one of her arms was missing, she still saluting him.
"Good job, all of you." Desmond praised them, and his tone was slightly warm, with a hint of sadness flashed on his eyes upon seeing their condition.
Luckily they lived in a world of magic, or this injury might become permanent.
Desmond then continued, "Heal yourself; we need to quickly finish this before the city soldiers arrived." He looked at the trace of their battle and found no footsteps or any blade marks were seen.
At the same time, as soon he spoke those words, the energy already gathered on his hands. Shooting toward the ground behind his maids and forming a block of woods.
*clank* *clank*
Something hit the block woods that were newly formed. When his maids were still dumbfounded with the situation, Desmond already moved forward along with his hand gripping into thin air.
"Heck!" When his maids came back to sense, they turned around to see daggers stuck on the block of woods. As for their young master, they saw him gripping a silver-haired girl.
Desmond slowly raised his grip upward, making the silver-haired girl hovering in mid-air. Her face showing a sign of suffocation while her swan neck was turned purple because of his gripping.
The silver-haired girl wore a long silver dress with a silver cape on her back. Her dress slightly reveals her trained belly and breast with oversize coupled with her long silver hair making her look stunning.
Her long legs that were covered in white stocking were really alluring. Nevertheless, Desmond's expression was cold, even though the other party was beautiful like an angel compared to any girls he met.
No, this girl could not be classified as an angel because she has a thick killing intent making her look suited more like a fallen angel, Desmond thought simultaneously.
"Hello, Miss, nice to meet you," With his hand still gripping her swan neck, Desmond spoke with a smile and his eye squinting.
*crack*
"And goodbye," By slightly using his strength, Desmond easily broke her swan neck and threw her beautiful body to the side like throwing trash.
However, in the next scene, his pupil suddenly shrinks as he activated his spell, forming a small dome enveloping around his maids' bodies with hardened earth.
*plop*
At the same time, his hand was bleeding and dropped blood that stained the white ground on this white world. Desmond looked at the small dome," You, women, really troublesome creature."
[Success scanning the enemy trait!]
[Displaying the data...]
[
Heartless (Unique)
- Immune to Fear, Poison, and a spell that immobilize body
- Boost Energy Gathering + 0.002 and enhance spell damage, decrease spell cost
- Increase Amount Unique Energy Gathering +0.003
]
The f*ck! Someone is using a fu*cking G*meSh*rk! Looking at her trait effects, Desmond cursed inwardly.