Chapter 1193: Tables Turned
Chapter 1193: Tables Turned
The fight between Diablo and Abel's angel body reached a point of stability. A claw and flames counteracted each strike from the sword.
Both sides were attacking.
This was what Abel wanted. Suppose he kept doing hit and run with Diablo. Then, Diablo would have a huge advantage with its world stone.
There was no guarantee he could win, but at least his angel body was not draining as much energy with his current tactic.
Its dark gold chain gloves had a 7% mana steal and 7% health regain with each strike, so it was sustaining itself at 90% health.
Even if it failed, Abe had the full recovery potions as backups.
Another ability of the gloves was a -50 defense with each strike, so it was slowly wearing out Diablo.
Abel was thrilled. He gave up knight skills ever since he reached the top, but he always loved striking. It was the true manifestation of battle.
He also understood why angels were loved by the above. Its recovery rate was extremely fast, even without any supporting gear. Not to mention its scary wings.
They were constantly absorbing all kinds of energy from mid-air and turned into light energy that completely defused the energy of hell.
Every being needed to absorb energy to survive, but there would be nothing left if 2 powerful forces were viciously slamming against each other.
After all, their energy absorption rate was scary.
The angel body's wings could ignite all energy around it for an explosion.
And the Diablo was no longer satisfied with its flames attack. In a wave, its flames grew crimson red and got even more intense.
The angel body's health quickly dropped to 50%, and Abel immediately took a full recovery potion.
Diablo immediately knew it was at a disadvantage with that move, and it should change its tactics.
It quickly stepped back, but Abel was not going to let the calculation of the world stone take its chance.
Diablo's speed stood no chance of escaping, and the sword of Abel's angel body kept landing on its skin even if it did not manage to leave a wound.
After all, the scariest thing about the holy sword was the light energy. Each strike was far greater than normal enchantments.
Diablo's defense was exposed just when it was about to change tactic, so the angel body took the chance.
Abel knew very well there was nothing that could go against a world stone when it came to control.
He, too, had a world stone, but it was in his human body.
If his angel body had one as well, the battle would be finished already.
The angel body had a leg up against the Diablo when it came to both speed and power, as well as endless potions as support.
With this, he could have even control over its sword and land a successful strike every time.
But at the moment, he could only try his best to forget the knight skills he knew too well and focus on the angel sword techniques.
After all, the first weapon he ever held was a knight sword. Sword fighting was in his bones.
This fight with Diablo was a perfect opportunity for his angel body to hone in on its sword skill since it always only took one or two strikes to kill a normal hell creature.
The angle body was beginning to dominate. With the speed it had, the angel sword technique was unleashing movements unachievable by humans.
The angel sword technique could unleash 5 combo strikes at an instant, and each strike landed on the same area on Diablo.
It was a chance it gave Abel as it moved back.
As they continued to move back and forth, and Abel kept focusing on striking the same area, the skin of Diablo suddenly tore open.
Light energy made contact with its black-colored blood and created a sizzling sound. It smelled disgusting.
Diablo roared and instinctively unleashed all kinds of attacks on Abel. Maybe the world stone had lost control.
Bone prison, rounds of flames, the crimson red beam, and more. The area was almost engulfed in red.
Abel had no fear. They were actually not that strong since all those attacks were unleashed at once and did not have the time to build up.
His health dropped, but it did not reach a critical level.
As for the bone prison, the angel's body could break it with one slash.
It was a big hit to Diablo, and it began to focus on retreat.
Oh, how the tables have turned.
Wasn't Abel the one retreating a moment ago?
The holy sword turned into a beam of light and landed on Diablo again and its wound only deepened.
It would normally take Diablo a few breaths to heal a wound, but the light energy was giving it a hard time—especially when Diablo was moving vigorously. Black blood flew all over the place.
However, the battle did not end here. As the owner of a world stone, it was impossible for the angel body to make a living taking strike even with an open wound.
It was at that moment Abel realized the disadvantage of his angel body. It did not have any suppression energy.
After all, Abel still had a long way to becoming a truly mature angel. A true angel had no need to suppress their enemies. Just speed and power alone were enough to make an instant kill.
The Dark World, on the other hand, would unleash a scary suppression on all legendary beings.
The biggest effect this had on the angel's body was that it could not fly.
It had no long-range attack ability, so suppressing its power of will was almost useless.
Therefore, the angel body was the least affected in the Dark World. If they were fighting in the Central Continent, there was no way Diablo would find itself in a situation like this.
The battle slowly proceeded. Abel sensed the passing time and knew the sky was getting dark.
However, he was not planning to do his wizard training. He just became a rank 23 wizard. So it would be a good idea to let his power of the will take a break and focus on killing Diablo.
Diablo had the body of a demon. It survived for tens of thousands of years in the Dark World without food and drink, so long and vicious battles like this would slow it down or make it tired.
On the other hand, the angel body kept absorbing energy from the atmosphere around with its 4 wings, so it too was maintaining top condition.
Although it could not sustain for tens of thousands of years like Diablo, fighting endlessly for days was definitely no challenge to it.
Abel had decided. He would finish Diablo even if it took him days.
Don't underestimate the -50 defense with each strike. A monster's defense rate would drop exponentially once it reached a certain threshold.
After a few days, he finally sensed his holy sword making a deeper cut on Diablo.
His heart was filled with excitement, and he immediately doubled down on his speed.
He landed a strike on Diablo's leag, and it began to shake.
Abel took the chance and unleashed a combo strike on the weak point of Diablo. Even the world stone was hopeless. With a roar, Diablo dropped on the black puddle of blood.