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Cursed Immortality

Chapter 207: Fighting Wight Minister (1)
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Wight Minister suddenly sensed something amiss as the flames within his empty sockets flickered fiercely before a dark translucent barrier appeared right above his clocked head.

'Swish…'

The very next moment, a powerful gust of sharp wind hail as a long silver blade stuck on the dark barrier, but it didn't manage to break through it.

"Indigenous ant!" Wight Minister hollered as his skeleton finger shimmered in a dark glow before he waved his hand right toward the attack creating a dark arc!

Jacob was shocked by his sneak attack being blocked by this dark energy and was completely caught off guard as he was still in midair. Because he had jump-attacked the Wight Minister since he was standing right behind the throne, going from any side would've easily exposed him.

If he had taken his time by setting up the titan rifle, he would've been exposed by the slightest sound, and his decision to sneak up on the Wight Minister was completely right. He also had no other gun that could kill an extraordinary dark being.

But he never thought Wight Minister would react so quickly, and before his sword could hack into his skull, he blocked it. He was in 6X acceleration right now, which means his previous attack had probably 3-kiloton, but this energy barrier was able to block it!

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Jacob didn't have time to mull over it as the dark energy blade was already upon him, and he quickly used the silver sword to block it. But the power behind it was tremendous, probably close to 5-Kiloton, and Jacob was sent flying toward the mural as the silver blood also lost a chuck of it.

Wight Minister finally turned toward Jacob, who quickly stabilized himself while leaving a small crater on the mural wall.

Wight Minister looked at Jacob's cold amber eyes behind his mask as the flames in his eyes flickered sinisterly.

Jacob felt his skin crawling as he looked at those blue flame eyes and couldn't help but utter, "What nasty thing are you?"

Wight Minister scoffed in the language of the living, "With this meager power, you dare to sneak attack me?! Know you place ant and turn into life crystal!"

Jacob felt his heart palpitate when a crimson blade sword with a bone hilt magically appeared in the Wight Minister's hand.

The very next moment, the crimson blade started to shimmer in dark sheen, and Wight Minister took a step forward, turning into a dark blur!

Jacob knew he was in danger as the fine hair on his neck stood, and without hesitation, he entered 7X acceleration!

Thereafter, he moved his sword to the left side just in time before the crimson sword was about to slice off his head. But he still took a heavy blow and, like a rag doll, was sent flying toward the entrance wall.

"Oh? Did you block it? Your power seemed to spike all of a sudden." Wight Minister was standing right where Jacob was while holding his crimson sword as he looked at Jacob with a hint of dark interest as if he was looking at an interesting ant.

On the other hand, Jacob coughs blood as he pulls himself out of the wall rubble. He looked at Wight Minister with killing intent and a hint of fear. That attack had jumbled his organs, and his right arm was fractured.

It was his first time getting injured like this and falling into such a disadvantageous situation.

As he stood up, he felt the sense of death suddenly envelop him, and without even thinking, his heart rate jumped into 8X accretion, and he used the short sword to block the crimson blade glowing in a dark sheen, which was inches away from piercing his heart.

Thereby, he barely managed to block another fatal blow, but the force behind this attack was even stronger than before. It almost created a large hole in the wall, and his ribs were also crushed.

Furthermore, the short titan sword was now filled with cracks because of the last blow. But it was the least of Jacob's worries as the mask on his face fell, and he vomited a huge amount of blood with pieces of his bones mixed within.

Lastly, his heart rate was completely going out of his control as it was on the verge of cross 9X acceleration.

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Wight Minister's flaming eyes burn brightly within the dusk cloud like a sinter ghost as if he could see Jacob clearly.

"You again blocked it, and your power spiked again almost at the Extraordinary-Tier-5. I had never seen or heard of such an ability holder among you living ants, nor did you match any of the threats in our database." Wight Minister uttered with a hint of interest and had no intention of killing him instantly anymore as if he was a specimen.

Wight Minister coldly uttered, "Tell me, little ant, what kind of ability you have? If it intrigued me, I should let you be reborn as a Dark Being!"

With an ashen face, Jacob coldly looked at Wight Minister with indignation, 'I guess I become arrogant after achieving continuous successions and finally bite more than I can clew. But did this ass-bones really think he had won?'

As his heart rate entered 9X acceleration, Jacob felt a warm current in his body as he felt his entire body was burning. Despite his condition, there was no pain, only the feeling of burning.

He suddenly said with his lips curled upward, "Ass-bones, I shall thank you for giving me a wake-up call. As a token of my appreciation, you can have this gift!"

Wight Minister's eyes flicked with disdain as he saw Jacob moving his only hand, which wasn't broken, toward his face and couldn't help but mock, "Heh, it seemed I had inflicted some damage on your brain. But, no worries, after I…."

However, his speech came to an abrupt halt as the flames in his empty sockets enlarged when a pitch-black weapon in Jacob's hand and a terrifying thought appeared in his mind.

But before Wight Minister could react, Jacob had pulled the trigger with this mocking sneer on his ashen face as he was saying, 'You are dead!'