Mixed Blessing System

The three individuals attacked by Lothur’s giant trap felt the speed of that item. Unfortunately, it came down so fast that these people did not have time to use their spiritual techniques to protect themselves.

Instead, they put their hands and arms in a defensive position above their heads to protect themselves. When they did this, they were all pierced in those parts of their bodies as they felt their knees weakening, unintentionally kneeling on the ground.

“Ahhhhhhhh!” All three cried out, with one feeling very weak in the face of this physical attack, which was more than they could handle without the support of their soul power.

The first of them to weaken, someone at level 12, fell to the ground, quickly fainting due to the significant cuts on his arms and hands. And with that, he left an even more dangerous situation for those other two.

“Damn it!”

“The damn thing has all kinds of tricks!” One of the two felt the cuts on his hands, but he was focused on holding that bar full of piercing blades to avoid the worst.

Given the way that trap seemed to work, this man and the still-conscious individual next to him knew that if one of them fell, that item would win. When that happened, their bodies would be pressed by that piece of equipment against the ground, while such a thing would pierce them.

That would be equivalent to guaranteeing their death, so even though they felt a lot of pain in their arms, those men had to endure the situation.

“Ahhh! Come on! We can do it!” The stronger of the two said this, trying to encourage his partner as he finally managed to direct parts of his soul power into his body.

The other individual was also trying to do this, not being able to say anything but cries of pain as he struggled in this situation.

‘You people underestimate me…’ Lothur pondered as he saw those people pushing up the bar of the ‘mousetrap.’

At that moment, as the defensive barriers of his home protected him and the environment from enemy attacks, darkness began to spread to the surroundings.

Lothur had planted formations in the traps around his residence similar to those he had used earlier to train his resistances. So when one of them activated, darkness began to float toward those most vulnerable individuals, threatening their souls.

“Damn, that’s darkness? How can he use that?” One of the individuals around shouted in surprise, feeling the terrifying power of the black smoke.

Those were only Iron-grade formations, so this darkness would not be able to devour and kill the souls of those 2nd stage cultivators. But besides the fact that they could weaken such people, even more, this was a characteristic rarely seen in humans.

Usually, darkness was the spiritual element of demons, and humans like them did not have much affinity for it. On the contrary, typically, humans use the weaknesses of this element to deal with those fearsome beings.

So, seeing Lothur using formations with this element, these people felt fearful, not because he might be a demon, but because this element was hazardous.

Demons were known for their strengths beyond the ordinary, and their main element was darkness.

Being able to manipulate such an element to some degree was something that only the most talented and capable were able to do. Ant that shocked these people.

That was particularly true for the observers who had not acted and were continuing their work outside the Ritter estate.

‘So he can make formations that manipulate even the darkness…’ One of those individuals wrote down such information to pass on to their leaders later.

Meanwhile, Lothur’s first opponents fell on that place, just where one of the traps was. There, those individuals were negatively affected by darkness, forced to use their soul forces to protect that part of themselves. 𝐛𝐞𝐝𝗻𝐨𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝐜𝐨𝗺

Unfortunately for them, while protecting their souls, they weakened to the mechanisms of the ‘mousetrap,’ both falling after a few moments in that disadvantageous position.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

The two cried in horror as they felt those blades piercing their bodies and blood oozing from their wounds.

“Bastard!” A level 14 cultivator, one of the strongest in the group invading this estate, shouted angrily. “You coward. Fight like a man!”

“I am.” Lothur laughed. “It’s just that you are not man enough for me to show my strength!”

“You bastard! I’ll kill you!” That same individual shouted this, strolling as he tried to protect himself from the landmines and poison in the air.

“Try!” Lothur challenged that person once again as he saw flames, poison, blades, and various traps acting against the remaining 16 opponents.

“You have decided to enter my property forcibly. Then be ready to die!” This young man said, trying to frighten these enemies a little more. “Weak people who think they are good enough to invade a place they don’t know deserves to die!”

Some there were humiliated by Lothur’s words. So, they put more of their strength into defending themselves from the formations and mechanisms in the area and counterattacking it all.

As time passed, more of the formations on Lothur’s property were losing their effects or breaking, while more enemies fell.

By the time more than 15 minutes had passed since the invasion began, only six enemy cultivators were left standing, and Lothur’s formations had all stopped working.

The Bronze-grade ones would only need time to function again, in a sense, time to recharge their energies. But the Iron-grade ones had been destroyed by the enemies, along with the many security mechanisms in the area.

“Bastard… Hah… I want to see who… Who will stand in our way… Now… Hah…” One of the individuals left in this invading group said in a tone that showed that he had worked hard.

Of those remaining, half were level 14 cultivators, and the rest were level 13. But even though they were the strongest of those who invaded this residence, they were all sweaty, with wounds all over their bodies and blood marks on their clothes.

Inside that property, only Loyhut was without a scratch on his body, as up to this moment, he had not moved from his starting position.

Lothur smiled at those individuals and used one of his hands to call them against him, moving his four fingers toward himself, teasing them. “Exhausted people like you are no big deal.”

“Tsk!”

“Damn you!”

“The bastard has a lot of guts!”

“Let’s kill him, folks!” One of them shouted as he ran at Lothur, causing his colleagues to start attacking in the same manner.

When they moved, Lothur gave them some time, waiting for them to get closer to him while holding his Elemental Staff.

‘I won’t need to use you today…’ He thought, but he did not want to put his weapon away in case any outside enemies were waiting to attack him by surprise.

As for the Space Belt, as much as it would be useful in a battle like this, Lothur judged that it would not be worth showing these people its abilities.

With that, he only used his speed when those six individuals got close enough to him that they could hit him.

At that moment, he showed the difference in physical terms between him and soul cultivators who were only at the 2nd stage.

Pow!

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