371 A Stalemate
One thread was all I needed to break through and start my awaited massacre at that island. So I focused all my attention after giving the spearhead one task to do.
“Start spreading your ability over the entire world, don’t hold back.”
I left a lot of energy crystals for him to use, enough to form five big hills no less than the one he consumed before.
“We… Are out, boss! Boss! We are out! Hahaha!”
Just as I left him this task, he started shouting like crazy. That dude was acting this pathetic as a show to avoid clashing with the triple seal.
He thought we were still trapped. That idiot! Did he think I was a good for nothing boss or what?
He just was this unlucky to miss the good fight that happened here. As he kept shouting useless things when he noticed what my technique was doing, and when he noticed that humans were already fighting on our side, I focused my full attention over that running island.
“Alright… You are really a son of b*tch, you know that?” After half an hour wasted on running around and failing to touch that bastard, I decided to pour all the energy into my technique, focus everything over that damn island.
It appeared like a black hole just erupted in front of that island. My threads gathered and moved in a big move, blocking even the entire sky from that island angle.
If I failed to get a whim of that island’s ground using my threads, then I’d just block the entire sky and envelope it into a big black ball of my threads.
Let’s see how you’d run away from this, bastard!
This time it wasn’t feasible for him to escape my assault. I felt my threads of energy passing through the shield and entering the island.
But that bastard did something ruthless and unexpected!
“Screw you! Killing those I controlled the moment my threads connected? Good… very good… Let’s see how you’ll deal with all of these then…”
The moment my threads passed and connected with the shadows of his forces, he didn’t even wait for the fight between his men and my threads before killing his men in cold blood.
Damn! That dude… he was really decisive! He was also fast witted, reading through my technique’s pattern of action from just the attempts I did over the human forces down below.
He seemed to know that my threads would take a couple of minutes to dominate his men. Also after that my threads would explode and reach everyone standing around the ones I controlled.
He didn’t even hesitate to kill hundreds of his men without batting an eye. He was decisive indeed, but what about doing this again and again?
I didn’t aim to keep any of his men alive anyway. So if he was going to kill them himself, he would still help me in the end. ρꪖꪕᦔꪖꪕꪫꪣꫀꪶ
I planned to create a fuss inside that island, but that bastard stopped that by this simple move. Yet that didn’t prevent the final result from happening, he lost part of his forces without the need for me to crush down his shield or lose any of my people.
Just as his island passed through the entrapment I placed over, he started to retaliate.
*Boom!* *Boom!* *Boom!*
Many attacks landed over my chariot. But as he had a shield to protect his ass, I also had one that would keep me safe no matter what.
The fight started to go on such a path. I kept harassing him, entrapping his island with my threads of energy while he kept killing anyone getting infected with my threads.
In return, he kept attacking my chariot with continuous attacks as I kept bombarding his island with my fallen gods. At some point, this kept repeating until I got bored from it.
I spared part of my attention and started to check the battle on the ground.
As I had to recall all my threads spreading on the ground, the fight down there was turning ugly with each passing minute. The Bulltors became unstoppable thanks to their numbers, big build, and high stats and cultivation.
Against these beasts, my humans were nothing in comparison. I lost almost one half of the humans I controlled so far, making me wonder if I could get out with any at the end.
If I chose to spare part of my threads to help the battle down there, I’d lose lots of pressure over that bastard up there.
The fight down below wasn’t that bad at all fronts. The spearhead was trying his best to weaken the Bulltors and the remaining hostile humans.
Yet his ability seemed to better work against humans than other races. Compared to the effects over humans, the Bulltors would only get weakened by one third at most of their abilities.
At the same time, my Libra was moving like a snail forward. It was the first time for me to experience this.
My Libra treasure used to work at a slow pace, but not like this. Even after half an hour, it only completed one half.
One half wasn’t that good. It should have completed its effect long minutes ago. Something told me that the bastard did something to weaken the speed of action of my Libra.
I knew that my treasure was so OP to be stopped completely. Yet delaying its effect like this made me feel powerless.
If I could have cursed him, he would have lost a lot of advantages so far. Not to mention my losses down there wouldn’t reach such a staggering number.
But what else could I do? I had only to wait, entrust the fight here for my other forces around.
The spearhead wasn’t fighting in the same way he did before. He was limited greatly by his exhaustion it seemed. Even with the hills of energy crystals I provided to him, he was still not showing the same effects like the first time.