hotmtlnovel Chapter 363 Duke Negan: Save Me
Chapter 363 Duke Negan: Save Me
Chapter 363 Duke Negan: Save Me
"Whoosh—whoosh—"
Duke Negan leaned against the wreckage of the overturned carriage, breathing heavily. Warm blood gushed from his nose and mouth, staining his expensive ceremonial robes a dark red.
Half of his body was almost numb, at least three of his ribs were broken, and every breath was accompanied by excruciating pain.
If it weren't for the fact that he was already a mid-series extraordinary being with a relatively high sequence, and that he carried several magical items to protect himself, he probably would have exploded on the spot the moment the "Apostle of Desire" ignited his emotions, unable to withstand the violent power.
"Damn it—the devil—" Duke Negan spat out the words through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse like a broken bellows.
He looked around with difficulty and found his blond secretary lying motionless on the ground.
It seems he was knocked unconscious in the first wave of impact.
That's right. Extraordinary individuals who follow the "Demon" path possess one of the strongest combat abilities among all paths.
It's quite reasonable that one's own secretary, who is also an extraordinary being, could be taken down by a sneak attack.
Meanwhile, his "Wind-Cherishing" bodyguard was still fighting tenaciously against the terrifying demon. But judging from his gradually weakening breath and the deep, bone-revealing wounds all over his body, it was clear that he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer.
Am I going to die? — No, my power, my status —
The Duke struggled to get up, but found that he didn't even have the strength to lift his arm.
"ah--!"
Just then, the "Wind-Favored" bodyguard let out a desperate roar! He used all his strength to create a violent hurricane around him! The hurricane swept up all the dust and gravel on the ground, and like a sandstorm, it fiercely attacked "Apostle of Desire" Jason Belial!
Jason was about to dodge when he suddenly stepped on a piece of metal decoration for a carriage.
"What?!"
He staggered and was hit squarely by the oncoming hurricane, flying out in a sorry state.
The Wind-Cherisher had no intention of giving chase. Instead, it immediately turned around, rushed to Duke Negan's side, picked up the duke who had collapsed to the ground, and then ran away into the distance with all its might.
"Hold on, sir! The archbishop and the others will be here soon!"
That's what he said, but the bodyguard from the "Storm Church" was also having his own doubts.
Too slow. More than five minutes have passed since the distress signal was sent out after the attack. Given Archbishop Ace Snake's temperament and speed, he should have arrived long ago.
No, we can't rely on that anymore. We have to save ourselves!
He glanced around, intending to lead the Duke away from this secluded alley as quickly as possible and run towards the main road with more people. He refused to believe that the demon would dare to use his extraordinary abilities so brazenly in public!
Even if he really dared, the dense crowd could still provide some disruption and cover!
"It seems the maximum effect of the misfortune I've currently inflicted is limited to disrupting actions and causing malfunctions."
On the rooftop of a building not far away, Lorne, who had just used his extraordinary ability, was silently assessing the effect of his current power.
The reason why the "Apostle of Desire" failed to escape the hurricane was because I, at a crucial moment, inflicted a little "misfortune" on him.
"It can only cause a mistake, not directly lead to serious injury or death, right?" Lorne mused. If that last move had caused the demon's neck to hit a sharp object as it fell, or been pierced through a vital organ by a piece of debris from the hurricane, things would have been much simpler. He could have easily resolved this crisis without even showing himself.
But things didn't go as planned. Watching the demon being knocked away, it quickly got up from the ground, dusted itself off, and then, with a determined look on its face, chased after the Duke in the direction he had fled.
Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to notice their presence. Or perhaps they did notice but considered themselves far less important than the mission objective they were about to escape.
"No, given that bodyguard's current condition, he has absolutely no chance of escaping at that speed. Besides, even if they do manage to get far enough away and blend into the crowd, the potential civilian casualties if a fight breaks out—"
"Nobles and assassins fight like dogs, but commoners—" Lorne thought of his workers and the girl he had rescued.
"Sigh—" he sighed, "Who told me to still have the title of 'hero' on my shoulders now?"
"That monster is most likely also at Sequence 5 level, so we should be able to handle it."
"But this time, instead of rescuing some beautiful noble lady in distress, it was a bloated old nobleman—tsk, I'm a little disappointed."
Although he said that, Lorne still reached into his pocket and took out a Ripper from the portable space of the playing cards.
"Click."
Bullet loaded!
With a piercing scream, Duke Negan was thrown heavily to the ground, rolling several times like a broken garbage bag.
Several more of his bones were broken, and his entire lower body was completely numb. Blood kept gushing from his nose and the corners of his mouth.
His "Wind-Clad" bodyguard fared no better. In the final moments, to dodge the deadly sulfur fireball hurled from behind by the demon, he had to push Duke Negan off his back, taking the full force of the blow himself. Now, his back was charred black and reeked of sulfur.
"It took me so much effort." Jason Beria looked at the two men who were lying on the ground, barely alive, and a cold smile appeared on his face.
"Now, we can end this."
Just as he was about to step forward and finish off Duke Negan, his "demon" sense of malice suddenly reacted!
"Bang!"
A bullet, whistling through the air, hurtled towards him! He instinctively tried to dodge to the side, but unexpectedly, he crashed head-on into a glass bottle that was being hurled at high speed!
The bottle struck his body and shattered instantly! The clear, shimmering liquid inside splashed out, soaking him completely!
"Ah!"
"ah----"
Accompanied by the intense corrosive effect of the holy water, bursts of pungent white smoke, accompanied by a hissing sound, billowed wildly from Jason Belial's body!
"The tactic of feinting to the east while attacking in the west is still effective no matter how many times it's used."
"Although it's just the lowest grade of holy water, it seems to be working surprisingly well for a monster like you covered in wounds."
A calm, slightly teasing voice came from the shadows of the street corner to the side.
Lorne, holding the still-smoking "Ripper" gun, slowly stepped out of the shadows. Without hesitation, he fired another shot!
Jason Belial instantly ended his half-demon state, and with a "poof," he turned into a pool of viscous black liquid, dodging the shot.
Seeing this, Lorne continued firing to suppress the movement of the black liquid, while also splashing a bottle of holy water in the direction of Duke Negan, attempting to temporarily separate him from the demon.
At the same time, he quickly switched weapons, and a submachine gun with a longer barrel appeared in his hand, frantically suppressing the constantly writhing black liquid with firepower!
"Da da da da da—!!"
A violent storm of metal erupts once again! Although its single-shot power is not as great as the "Ripper," its astonishing rate of fire and coverage are enough to make any opponent who tries to charge or cast spells feel troubled.
While firing to suppress the enemy, Lorne moved quickly on his feet to close the distance with Duke Negan.
"It seems you two need some help." He glanced down at Duke Negan, whose face was covered in blood and whose eyes were unfocused. "Help—help me—" Duke Negan struggled to squeeze out a few words from his throat.
Although he didn't know who the man who had suddenly appeared was, he was covered in wounds and on the verge of death, so he couldn't care less. He desperately tried to grasp at this straw.
"As long as—as long as you save me—"
"Money—women—status—whatever you want—I'll give you—I swear on the honor of the Negan family—" he stammered, listing his price.
Giving you everything—that sounds tempting, doesn't it? But you need to be alive to spend it all.
Upon hearing Duke Negan's promise, Lorne's face remained expressionless, but a sense of gravity flashed through his heart.
Negan family——
He seems to have gotten himself into some serious trouble once again.