Tyrant 128 Sigfrid Vs Nightmare Part 2

The Wyvern was release by its master and dove nose first towards the wounded Wing Lion like a Vulture and attacked it the moment it hit the ground. The Wyvern opened its gigantic claws and close its wings when it was close to the prey and felt on its head.

Crack!!

The skull was crushed and then the wyvern started feasting on it with gusto.

RAWR!!

Sigfrid's mount roared with rage and it cost a lot of effort to stop him from diving and killing them both in the process. The Frostb.a.l.l.s kept coming and the air s.p.a.ce was extremely chaotic and the maniacal laughs of Nightmare could be heard throughout the sky.

"WOAH HAHHA...One down 3 to go Sigfrid, today we settle all our accounts"

Sigfrid just frowned and continued to evade the dragon breath while providing s.h.i.+elds for his mount, the truth was that he just wanted to divert the attention of Nightmare and the Undead dragon to himself instead of towards his team specially the mage that didn't have the defensive powers of the priest. Sigfrid knew that the aerial fight was very disadvantageous to his team and it was up to him to change the situation.

"You ready partner? Use Flame Wheel"

RAWR

DIVINE s.h.i.+ELD

Sigfrid and his mount were encased in a huge bubble of Holy Energy that protected them from any type of damage and outside the s.h.i.+eld there was a pale blue fire making them look like a giant ball of flame.

"You wanted Sigfrid, you Got it!!"

Sigfrid head it straight for Nightmare and his Undead Dragon for a head on collision and for that reason he blew one of his Hidden Cards.

"That is more like it, Let me see if you are truly an Immortal"

h.e.l.l FLAME CANON!!!

The Undead Dragon open his giant maws and a huge amount of Unholy Power was transfer by nightmare to his Summon. A Pitch black flame appeared inside the undead dragon's mouth and as dark particles were attracted to it, the flame became a sphere and then the energy was push forward like a huge Laser beam of energy that stole the lifeforce of anything it touch.

The large beam was so strong that even the guards by the portal felt the ripples of undead energy that made them cough up blood. The ball of Blue Light was in a collision course against the energy beam but then in the last second it dip down and the part of the h.e.l.l Flame that touched it was diverted by the Divine s.h.i.+eld but the impact still shook them up. Sigfrid felt his internal organs get rocked but he quickly recovered as they continue into another collision course against the second person chasing Sigfrid alongside Nightmare.

BOOOM!!

The Wing Lion rammed into the Wyvern and smashed its head while Sigfrid flew off and took a Ratonga Defiler with him into the air.

Sigfrid smiled while free falling from the sky holding his sword with one hand and the defiler with the other before stabbing down with all his might. The Shaman Ward was quickly destroyed by the holy fire around Sigfrid's Sword and quickly penetrated the defilers heart.

People looking from a distance saw 2 people falling at first before one caught aflame mid air and dissipated into Ash. Everybody thought that it would be the end for the person still falling towards the ground but out of nowhere a Wing Lion swooped below him and picked him up.

"f.u.c.k Yeah!!! That was amazing" said one of the spectators while others Clapped at what they saw.

People seem to always cheer for the underdog as they continued to look at the sky but then 4 became 3 and silence was all that was left.

"There it is!! that is the Sigfrid we all know and love.." Said nightmare while clapping and given the signal to his team.

The two people that were tailing the priest gave a hard turn and headed straight for the mage while Nightmare sent a few shots that covered a large area in front of the Wizard's Wing Lion eating away all the s.h.i.+elds and leaving it prime for the upcoming attacks.

Without his mount's fire s.h.i.+eld the wizard was a sitting duck floating in the air and had no other choice but to encase himself in an Ice Coffin stopping all the damage to him but the mount was. .h.i.t over and over.

The moment the Ice coffin disappeared, all four people and 4 Wyverns attacked him at once.

The Wizard calculated the timing and used his Second Defensive Card the Spell Fade. Fade was a spell that teleported the caster to a random location 50 ft away from the previous one.

The Eight attacks. .h.i.t each other in the s.p.a.ce the Wizard was suppose to be and a ma.s.sive explosion took place but it hit nothing at all.

It was a great move by the Wizard but it was far from being good enough as his new location was quickly discovered by the a.s.sa.s.sin in the other party and the moment he materialized, Dark smoke appeared behind him and the Combat Art Decapitated was invoked.

Slas.h.!.+ SWOOs.h.!.+

The head of the Wizard fell to the ground as blood squirt out of the headless body all the way down to the floor.

Thud… Thud.

"Let's see you run now f.u.c.ker!" said Nightmare with a big smiled on his face.

No Wizard, meant no portal and that meant that if Sigfrid's team wanted to escape they had to do it on foot or using their mounts but they were being out number 2 to 1.

"We need to land now!!!" Screamed Sigfrid While diving towards the Rogue position.

The priest followed suit and dove towards the ground and before they reached it Sigfrid jump and fell in from of the rogue that was having a hard time.

The moment his mount was destroyed the Rogue plan was to use his stealth and blend with the surrounding environment while waiting for the team to make it to the bottom to get into formation. The problem was that the warlock immediately used area of effect spells that forced him to cast his combat arts and engage into a fight.

The Rogue cast his go to Combat Arts Bladeweaver Increasing his agility and avoidance that could even dodge the tiny Acid Rain particles, Sprint was also a must, increasing his movement speed by 30%, then it was Phantom Steps creating optical illusion as he moved leaving mirages with every movement he made. Devious Blade coated the 2 short swords with Ki that would transfer energy to the enemy with every cut interrupting the caster's spells.

The final of the skills was Spurious Bravado that was a self Hypnosis skill that allowed the Rogue to forget the word Fear and believe he was the strongest. The Spurious Bravado was the strongest skill in his a.r.s.enal since it increased his focus and his sixth sense eliminating the subconscious safeguard a human brain has for self preservation.

The Combat Arts were displayed one after the other and the rogue moved so fast that before some of the acid rain felt to the floor he had already past the effective area. The Warlock gulped as he acted out the plan that had being discussed beforehand and waited for the Berserker that was supposed to help him take on the challenge.

Rogues were the counter cla.s.s to any caster thanks to the movement speed they used to get closed to their targets and it was extremely difficult for the Warlocks to land spells. This shortcoming was overcome with skill and preparation which had a very impactful role during any fight. Once the Rogue was fully committed to the fight and was coming to kill him, the Warlock change his strategy and activated his most powerful spell learned at level 45 Ice Maelstrom.

Ma.s.sive amounts of mana gathered towards the Warlock as Cold energy started to radiate outwards in waves creating a field with the Mage at the eye of the Storm. If the Rogue wanted to strike him, he would have to go through the field where the closer to the warlock the colder the temperature got and the more effort somebody would have to exert to reach the middle.

It was the perfect defense to buy time but within the realm of t.i.tans there was something else that could decide the outcome of a fight and that was the power of Items.