My Servant System

Chapter 1181: Chapter 1180: Tests of Power (6)



Letting out a strangled cry, the Nua Fiend glared at Jahi before grabbing at her blade, not caring at all that its grubby fingers were being burnt and purified as it grasped at the dual metal blade so that it could try and pull her closer to itself.

Beside them, Saif lunged forwards and swung her cleaver downwards with an ample amount of force as she targeted the Fiend's arm, slicing through the flesh and cutting through the bone as she forced it to release Jahi's blade.

Before Anput or I could move to help them though, the flapping of wings and the deep, throaty singing of the Tza Fiend's bow filled the air once more, and we both spun around and released defensive spells as we watched three large arrows hurtle through the air towards our platform.

The three of them were completely different from one another in appearance, the variations in color, shape of the arrowhead and the amount of fletchings they all meaning that they were all different in function, so trying to defend against them was difficult.

Anticipating the strong gale of wind that I blasted towards them, the Fiend released an arrow that simply ignored the counteracting force by cutting through it with its own mana, while the metal shielding that Anput summoned meant nothing to an arrow that was steadily heating up to the point that its once silver tip was now a vibrant orange.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The third arrow acted somewhat like a mobile battery as it flew between those two arrows, and it empowered and sustained their unique effects before flying backwards harmlessly when it reached the wall of wind, leaving the other two on their lonesome as they hurtled straight towards us.

More arrows began to rest on the Fiend's bowstring as it watched us from above, though that only made me more adamant in dealing with it over the idea of dealing with its projectiles as I switched tactics, sheathing my blade and freeing my hand for more efficient spell casting.

The arrow that had been prepared against my Wind Magic slipped overtop Anput's defenses and arced towards me, but a well timed muttered incantation blasted it upwards as I relied on my Water Mana next, surprising the Fiend.

It had been made to cut through Wind Mana specifically it seemed, so when it was suddenly impacted from below by water it was able to harmlessly spin away, deflected with ease; Anput waited for her arrow to impact against her metal shields before dodging it as it shrieked towards her after melting her defenses.

Waving a hand I sent two separate Ritual Circles into the air and watched in interest as a hail of ice arrows flew towards the Fiend, traveling in the direction of the rest of the cultists as well so that I could guarantee damage against my enemies no matter what; the other released a myriad of water tentacles that shot towards the Fiend from all sides, attempting to grab at its limbs.

The Fiend was surprised but not incapable as it replaced the arrows on its bowstring with new ones, firing white arrows at the water and freezing them in the air as it turned my mana into neutral ice, shaking my control off of them and giving the Fiend time to breathe.

It wasn't like I was doing nothing while I watched them crystalize and shatter the tentacles I had sent for them though; the arrows were still zipping through the air towards them while I had also begun to weave together another spell, this one offering a multitude of benefits for casting it as I glared at the winged Fiend above.

Summoning a giant pillar of ice right below them, I forced them to move forwards lest it clip them thanks to how it was positioned on the ground, and because the Fiend had to fly forwards it was greeted by a myriad of other attacks alongside the tentacles and arrows I was attacking it with.

Anput hurtled various chunks of rock at the Fiend while also mimicking the arrow spell I had as she peppered the area in various projectiles, and with so much filling the airspace around it the Fiend was swiftly caught by one of our attacks, which made it easier for me to grab it with the tentacles and freeze them before I slammed it down into the ground.

It happened in rapid succession; an arrow sliced through its cheek before another pierced through one of its wings, and that momentary disruption of its flight pattern as it tried to ignore the pain and fill the hole to maintain its aerodynamics and ability to fly smoothly allowed me to wrap it up and pull it to the ground, those precious microseconds it needed to right those wrongs never coming to its aid.

As it was falling towards the ground I unsheathed my blade and leapt towards its landing spot, which was at the base of my large ice pillar that radiated a deep chill that would be useful going forwards, and the moment the Fiend crashed against the ground with a dull thud I leapt onto it and stabbed it in the throat.

Its spine and wings shattered on impact, disabling its ability to move and causing the Fiend an absurd amount of pain as it tried to scream in agony as it was suddenly paralyzed, only for its larynx and the rest of the very important things inside of its neck to be severed as a blade made from the bones of its fellow Tza Fiend cut through its flesh easily.

Not giving it any sort of ability to cast some kind of spell or do anything at all, I twisted the blade before grabbing its head next, smashing it back against the ground and breaking it open as I hooked my fingers into its skull, finding its brain and scrambling it up to kill it

completely.

The death notification filled me with such tingly pleasure as I yanked my weapon free and stood up, leaving the corpse below me as I looked towards the rest of the cultists, the drop in temperature around me and the vast amounts of vapor wafting off of the ice crystal filling my mind with ideas as I prepared for the next step in this battle.