亚洲综合日韩第十页

Kyouko was crestfallen at the way that Zavier had been playing around with her. It had not even taken him twenty seconds to best her. She was constantly being pushed around as if she was some pushover in comparison to him. She was one of the best geniuses to have ever existed and she was being beaten black and blue by a kid who had barely reached puberty. There was no greater shame in her eyes.

Even her Magatamas had been unable to defend her properly against the huge red blood blades that came out of nowhere. She was no doubt having the most difficult time of her life.

Instead of the clashing sounds that she had been expecting from the clanging of the sword and her shield made up of Magatamas, there was an explosive noise every time the sword struck the Magatamas. They were not only being pushed back but the blood colored blade was constantly damaging the Yasakani no Magatama that she was so proud of.

In her desperation she could think of nothing else. She had to bring the situation back under her control because she was afraid of dying under his hand. She could see that she could not do it on her own if the situation persisted. She didn\'t even know for how long Zavier could maintain his current strength. She had made a similar assumption in the past when she had beaten Zavier and his companion but she had never thought that Zavier had such a card hidden up his sleeve.

She didn\'t want to suffer the same consequences by delaying more time. Who knew whether he had an even stronger form hidden away?

Therefore she decided to choose the only option that was available to her or for that matter anyone who was in a pinch and was powerless to help himself. She asked for help as loudly as she could yell. Her voice portrayed the urgency that she was feeling and the fear that was hidden deep inside of her; the fear of death.

"HEY! Leave that one and come over to help me. I can\'t handle him alone. He seems to have gone insane."

The words were directed towards the man that seemed to be Kyouko\'s ally. He had already had his hands full while fighting Calista. He had already changed the balance of the game once, Zavier was afraid that another such situation would come to be if Calista let him leave.

He didn\'t bother informing Calista to hold him off. He knew that Calista would not let him go no matter what. So he set his mind to taking Kyouko down as soon as he could.

As expected, Calista lodged three of her arrows right in front of his feet and managed to stop the man from moving out to help Kyouko.

The man had already been injured very severely in his previous bout with the mysterious S rank mages and had barely been keeping up with Calista. That was the very reason that Calista had been able to hold him off. Otherwise he was just as strong as Kyouko as was evident from his words that didn\'t seem to contain the slightest bit of respect earlier.

Zavier was relieved when there was no outside interference and the man became busy fighting Calista again.

Kyouko grew frustrated and yelled out loud at the man who was still struggling against Calista.

"What the hell are you waiting for…MY DEATH?"

The man acted as if he had not heard anything at all and began playing with Calista like he had been earlier with none of them taking any damage and both of them getting tired at the same time. The battle was a thorough stalemate between the two of them.

Kyouko couldn\'t help but curse him under her breath. She vowed to kill him herself if she ever got out of her predicament alive. She was determined to seek blood in return for the affront that he had done against her.

Zavier on the other hand took this as another opportunity to take care of her permanently. She was mentally unstable and was not capable of rational thought. Zavier would not have gotten a better chance than that.

He madly rushed at her and kept throwing out blades made of blood at her. The blades surpassed her imagination in strength and even overcame the defences of her Magatamas.

​ Zavier didn\'t even care about himself as his fate had already been sealed. He was bound to suffer the pain of yet another death.

He recklessly consumed his blood and threw out attacks more powerful than the last without a pause in between. Overconsumption of blood was shortening the duration that he could last but at this point Zavier had already given up on attacking for the whole minute. He just wanted to get rid of her before dying.

Kyouko on the other hand was not as out of her mind as it seemed to Zavier. She was constantly thinking of ways to escape her trial but was unable to come up with a safe method.

Kyouko in reality had been thinking about releasing \'God\'s Gift\' again but her mana was nowhere near sufficient enough to cast a spell as huge as this. Her mana had depleted over the period of time that she had spent fighting it out with all of them in turn and was still strong enough to survive in front of Zavier who was no less powerful than a true S rank mage.

She was desperately struggling to survive while looking for a ray of hope amongst the layers of clouds that was hiding the sky.

And then, it happened; something that she had been waiting for all this time. Zavier finally revealed an opening. He opened his mouth and spit out blood uncontrollably that shook his rhythm for a moment. But that was all that Kyouko needed.

She could see that the Zavier in front of her was only in a maddened state that was seemingly stronger than the last one. But all such skills had a weakness and Kyouko was an experienced fighter. She figured it out even sooner than most.

It was that such skills came with shorter time limits and a period of massive weakness.

The blood that he had sprayed out earlier was an indication that Zavier was very close to reaching his limit. He was on his last legs. Kyouko decided to wait it out.

She focused all her energy on dodging away from all the incoming attacks of the maddened Zavier. She was indeed a genius who had fought her way to the top. Zavier was not even close to her when it came to fighting experience. He was easily led by the nose when Kyouko finally got a hold of solid ground. Any other S rank mage would have died in Zavier\'s hands where she had managed to barely survive.

In her attempt to survive, Kyouko had already sacrificed parts of her clothing and Zavier\'s blades had grazed her on many occasions so she was bleeding from some parts of her body as well.

Her overall outlook looked wretched and foul. Her clothes had been torn at the portion that was covering her breasts. She had already been wearing scanty clothing and Zavier had managed to tear even that apart with his attacks.

After the spiral of attacks, Kyouko\'s breasts were hanging loose as there was nothing to hold them off. They were massive to say the least. The buds in the centre of her breasts were blushing pink and sparkled like jewellery in the sunlight and seemed to be as tender as the skin of a newborn baby. Such divine scenery had been placed right in front of Zavier but he was adamant on not paying any attention to it. He had bigger concerns at the moment.

If it had been any other time, he would have definitely stopped to take a look at her divine melons and take in the heavenly beauty, but now he didn\'t have such leisure. He did wish that he was a bystander in this fight so he could stare at her as much as he could.

He had been constrained by the time that was left. It was \'time\' once again that had gotten in his way. He really had a bad connection with the concept.

Only ten seconds remained in his fusion to end after which his life would come to an end as well.

Therefore, he didn\'t bother about any distractions and started to prepare a final attack in the form of a charge.

He gathered up all the blood in his body in front of him and turned it into a rapier like blade and rushed straight towards Kyouko seemingly not caring about his defence at all. He knew that he was going to die anyway so he didn\'t think that defence mattered much to him any longer.

Kyouko could see an opportunity in the mindless rush. She used the imperial regalia Yasakani no Magatama not for defence but to launch an offensive this time.

Zavier didn\'t bother about the Magatamas heading his way and lost his idle arm to the Magatama that managed to cut it off from his body.

Zavier didn\'t care after all he had to abandon the body soon enough.

He wielded the sword in his good hand and aimed for the heart of Kyouko that was now right in front of him. Kyouko could immediately tell what Zavier was planning.

Kyouko subconsciously tried to protect herself by manipulating the Magatamas into attacking Zavier\'s vitals.

She wanted to force Zavier to back out of attacking her in the vitals by aiming for his heart in return. If Zavier wanted to hurt her, he would have to get hurt in return as well.

The result of that was obviously out of Kyouko\'s expectations after all, she could not have known that Zavier\'s life was already forfeit and he didn\'t care about his own life at all. The only thing that he was concerned with at the moment was how to take down Kyouko with him.

Color faded from Kyouko\'s face when she saw how Zavier had taken her threat. She found him to be utterly mad and utterly insane person who was not only least bothered about his own life but also didn\'t care about anyone else\'s.

However, as luck would have it, the Magatamas easily pierced through his heart and came out of his back but the attack that was supposed to have taken out Kyouko had somehow not had any effect at all.

The blood sword had failed to penetrate her body. Zavier kept looking as if trying to find whatever cheat Kyouko had employed because Zavier had been dead sure that he could bring her down with his attacks.

The sword that should have sliced through Kyouko\'s body as if a knife passed through tofu had gotten stuck right at her chest and was unable to move. It was pushed back due to the sheer defensive force that it had encountered and was deflected off its original target.

So while Kyouko\'s magatamas had pierced Zavier\'s heart, he had been unable to do the same to her quite strangely. Zavier could tell that he was done for but he didn\'t stop struggling.

Zavier just wanted to know what hidden card did Kyouko have to defend herself against such an attack where even her strongest weapon, the Yasakani no Magatama, had been rendered useless.

Just then, a ripple passed through her huge breasts and they started to shine radiantly, illuminating the surroundings. The light was in fact being emitted by a transparent mirror that had appeared out of her chest. The mirror was the reason for the white light that had fended off his attack earlier. It wasn\'t her body that he had been unable to pierce, it was the white light that was responsible for his current condition.

Zavier couldn\'t help but wonder why Kyouko hadn\'t brought it out earlier? If she had such a strong defence she should have used it earlier to save herself. Why did she only bring it out now?