Chapter 182 - Mayhem/Riot (6)

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Frescan's magic was ripped to shreds the moment it came in contact with Lee Sungmin's spear. The synchronized forces Lee Sungmin possessed in the spear seemed like they stemmed from the very root of destruction.

Despite not adding the third force of the Blood Ring Techniques on top of the yokai powers and Lee Sungmin's own Nine Heavenly Spear Techniques, he still had trouble controlling the spear movement.

Lee Sungmin felt a tremor in his hands as he swung the spear forwards. He knew instinctively if he let go here, he would miss and have the technique go out of control.

'Push the spear through the opening... firmly.', Lee Sungmin thought to himself as he handled the spear carefully but with resolve.

Poo-hwak!

The aura gathered at the end of the spear exploded with a surge of strength.

The explosive burst scattered Frescan's mana from his temporary curse spell, in all directions.

But that wasn't all. The spear moved through the spell's vicinity and shattered Frescan's defensive barrier in one go.

"Huk!", Frescan gasped for breath, astonished at the violent power that shattered his defense.

Frescan realized in that moment, just who had fired the purple tornado at him in the street earlier. It wasn't the wizard that flew by him earlier, No, it was the man known as Lee Sungmin, standing right in front of him.

Frescan hurriedly cast successive blinks and veered away from the course of the spear's trajectory.

As Frescan's body quickly disappeared from the trajectory, Lee Sungmin already had raised his senses to the max and chased his presence.

Lee Sungmin leapt forward without hesitation.

Jumping into the sky, Lee Sungmin followed Frescan, swinging his leg viciously.

As Frescan needed to use blink to move away, he was astonished to see Lee Sungmin following him with sheer force. It was too risky to continue firing off successive blinks even if Lee Sungmin was closing the distance.

Since Frescan was a Lich, his physical body was much weaker than a normal humans, making it an incredibly difficult task to use constant spatial magic.

It wasn't just that his body might be crushed from the spatial movement, but his soul might get caught into the void of space if he was hasty and unfocused.

'There's no time to slow down the bastard even with the curse magic......!', Frescan cursed to himself in his mind.

Not only that, but his defensive barrier that was incredibly solid and could block most attacks, was ripped like paper right in front of him.

In the end, Frescan chose fight over flight.

He quickly changed his hand movements and started to murmur a new spell.

As he finished the spell, several dozen balls of mana formulated together and prepared to shoot at Lee Sungmin.

"Don't come any closer you bastard!", Frescan shouted at Lee Sungmin anxiously and spread his hands wide.

The mana balls multiplied into smaller hundreds of mana bullets and shot forward at Lee Sungmin.

Lee Sungmin looked at the large number of projectiles shooting at him and decided to break through with brunt force, as the large number of projectiles was too difficult to dodge mid-air.

Lee Sungmin pressed his foot down onto a foothold mid-air. Normally such a feat would be impossible but Lee Sungmin used the Shadowless footwork technique : 2-step Calamitous End.

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