City of Desire-Chapter 646: Awakening In The Sea

"You are one-smart whore," he affirmed with a big grin on his face.

Inherited skills are extremely rare and extremely powerful. Master Silver had straight-up said I should run if I came across the enemy with inheritance skills.

They are too dangerous. I shouldn't engage with him, but as I had been saying, there is no choice.

I cannot run away from him. The only thing I could do was fight him.

Clang!

I defended the attack and breathed another breath of liquor at him. I didn't even light it up this time with Flint; there was no need since the fire was already covering him.

"Give up whore; my defensive skill had withstood even a Grade IV spell."

"I am invincible at my level, and you are not even at my level," he declared and attacked me again.

I got cut, but I breathed out liquor once more.

I am breathing liquor on him at every moment, and it is burning so hot that it is vaporizing the rain that touched it and scalding me despite my Minor Fire Resistance.

I defended and kept breathing out the liquor on him.

Hoping that it would affect him, but even when I was left with only one last gulp, he remained unaffected by my fire. Even Intoxicating Fragrance didn't affect him even one bit.

It seemed like his skill was protecting him from all of it.

Now, there is only a single gulp remaining once I breathe out. There will be nothing.

'arb, they have broke the doo'

I was preparing to breathe out the last of the gulp when the broken, horrified voice of Tara rang out.

Her words came in fragments, scattered by the wind—but I understood her meaning. They were hiding in a secure room, just like they were supposed to. But now, the pirates had broken through.

It chilled me to my soul. I do not have to imagine what they will do; the man clearly stated it not long ago.

"They have reached your whores," he said, laughing as he attacked again while I watched him with a chilled heart and decided to do something I said I would not.

I had used all the liquor my body had produced with Gut Alcohol, but since then, my body had made a few drops of it.

I brought those drops to my mouth, mixing them with the liquor I had.

Something I was forbidden to do by Hugo and Master Silver when it nearly killed me last time.

The alcohol I produce has a unique property—when mixed with other magical spirits, it destabilizes their structure,

Last time, I used a single drop and mixed it with a potent liquor, but not infused with the mist. This time, I mixed several drops with a powerful magical liquor that contained legacy mist.

It didn't even take a moment before I felt it becoming unstable. I don't have much time, nor do I need it.

I breathed out the liquor like I had many times, and he didn't move to dodge it.

Like before, he came straight into its path while I moved back with everything I had. I pushed my skills beyond their limits, because what would happen would be very dangerous.

He has a skill, while I only have resistance, and it didn't help me last time.

The first drop of unstable liquor touched the fire covering him, and purple fire exploded out of it. The same thing happened with other drops as they came into contact with the fire.

In an instant, the deep yellow fire disappeared. Now, there is a dense purple fire covering him.

I have created some distance, but I felt the scalding heat even from a distance. The fire is so hot that the wave he is standing on begins to vaporize around him.

"Ahhhhh!"

A long second passed when I heard the painful scream from the burning man.

It is loud and filled with deep pain.

Hearing that, I felt relieved. Even the Inheritance Skills have a limit.

They are very powerful, but he is in early Lv. 30s. If it had been mid or late, I don't know whether it would have affected him.

I heard its scream and moved, not toward the man, but the ship. The girls are my priority, not this man.

"You filthy whore, I will kill you!" a mad roar rang out, and I saw him coming toward me. I pushed myself faster, beyond the limit of my skills and power.

Still, it was not fast enough as the burning man appeared before me.

Bringing such heat that it had started to burn me.

"Die!" he roared and attacked.

The attack was fast, faster than before, and powerful. I immediately brought my shield forward.

Clang!

His cutlass clashed against my shield with great force. Cracking my bones.

I bore the pain and used the momentum of the attack to create as much distance from him as possible, as even staying close to him would burn me.

It was burning me; it has burned my skin and even my clothes.

He followed me, madly attacking me once more, with even greater power.

I am not the only one harnessing power beyond my limits from my skills. He is doing the same; his very survival depends on it.

That is the reason why he is attacking me. Because once I am dead, the skill will turn off. It is what convention states, but it's not the case here.

The fire will not disappear after I die, at least not entirely. The instability in it makes it difficult.

I couldn't make it disappear with Fire Off; it is what makes it extremely dangerous. If I cover myself with it, there is a good chance I will die.

Last time, I might have. If not for the availability of powerful healers and potions.

Clang!

I defended again, feeling the burn, but he came at me again.

It was when I noticed something. I should have noticed it earlier, but I have seen it now. The pirate's cutlass isn't as agile as before; it's not moving, responding to my shield.

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He is likely not seeing me well. The fire is injuring him, including his eyes.

Clang!

I defended the attack and tested my theory in the next attack.

'I am right!' I thought as I defended against another attack. His vision is affected by the injuries he is suffering.

How much? I don't know.

Still, that is not stopping him from attacking me. He could still see me, and he also has an ocular skill. That means his vision is at least good enough to see my form.

Clang Clang Clang!

I defended his attack, and again, suffering more and more injuries every second, but even burning with purple fire, he is still attacking.

If there had been anyone else at this level. They would have died, but he is still standing and even fighting.

I want to finish him off as soon as possible and go to the ship.

Every second I lose here is another second the girls are at the mercy of the pirates, but this bastard is attacking me constantly, not giving me any chance to attack or slip away.

Seconds passed, and I continued to defend his attacks, which were becoming increasingly varied with additional skills.

He is also desperate. It wants to kill me as soon as possible.

Hun!

Once more, he attacked, and I moved to defend with my shield when I noticed something in his attack. frёeωebɳovel.com

Immediately, I took the risk and moved to my left with everything I had instead of backing away as I usually do against his attacks.

Rip!

There was a ripping sound as his sword cut down my arm. Giving me a long, painful cut across my arm.

It made me hiss in pain, but there was a joy in my eyes.

The next moment, he attacked, and I moved to the right with everything I had.

For the first time since I got thrown into the sea. I was able to dodge his attack.

"You fucking whore!" he screamed in a loud raspy voice and attacked me again. Once more, I moved to dodge it and succeeded.

I dodged another one and then another.

He could barely see me and had a hard time seeing the movements.

He kept attacking, and I dodged again and again. It isn't just me whose movement he couldn't follow. He is even having problems dealing with waves.

They are crashing against, vaporizing on contact.

The only reason he hadn't drowned in the sea is that he has an inheritance skills and, like me, he is moving constantly.

I dodged a few more attacks but finally decided to attack.

Bam!

I attacked him and felt his defensive skills as my blade reached him. It stopped my attack; it was only when I pressed more power that it broke through.

My blade cut the skin a little, but I had to bring my sword back as he attacked me.

"I will kill you, you whore!" he roared and attacked once more. I was barely able to dodge, but he struck again.

I kept dodging while thinking about his powerful defensive skill. It had stopped my attack. If I launch another one, it will stop again.

I need an attack that will go through his body.

That is impossible; I only have Heavy Strike, and it isn't powerful enough to give me the power I need to breach his defensive method, but dodging and defending isn't an option.

I need to make the most of what I have. If I didn't have the power, I would need to think of something that would work.

Seconds passed, and everything I thought about would not work. I am getting frustrated when I notice something.

He is doing something with the shield.

I didn't react and just kept dodging until I was sure. If he is doing what I am thinking he is doing. It will make things difficult for me, but also easier.

Bam!

I attacked to test it; this time, my sword couldn't get past the shield, even using greater power than last.

I attacked the other spot a moment later and got the same result. It is the same with the third attack.

"Whore, I have survived enemies far stronger than you. You can't kill me!" he said with a laugh and attacked, which I dodged and attacked again.

Now, I am sure that he is doing what I was thinking.

I didn't act on it; I will need a perfect chance. If he knew I understood what he was doing, he might change things, which I don't want.

This is my one opportunity, and I need to make the most of it.

I didn't have to wait for long; the opportunity came in the form of a wave.

The wave was big and came toward us; like the waves before, he didn't show any fear toward it. I continued to attack while I moved back, climbing on the wave as I dodged its attack.

Reaching higher while he is below me and in a perfect position.

I dodged his other attack before bringing down my attack. My target isn't his chest or head, like before, but something else. However, it did look like my sword was moving toward his head.

He saw my attack and reacted as he usually does.

My sword reached near his head when it changed direction and moved toward his shoulder.

He seemed to realize my target as I could feel the change in the shield, but my sword was faster and reached his shoulder.

As it touched it, I felt his powerful defensive skill. The enchantments of my sword flared to all their power, and I pushed with all my might, finally piercing through it.

It is strong, but not as strong as before. He is concentrating more power of the skill on his fatal spots, leaving the rest of the places less protected.

Rip!

My sword touched his shoulder, and went inside. He does not want his arm cut off.

No, that might let him survive. I will only have one chance and want to make it count. So, I took my sword deeper, not caring about the burning or the flaming hand reaching for my neck.

I pushed my sword deeper and deeper.

Cutting through the bones and skin before finally stopping when it reached that soft part.

I immediately let go of the sword and moved back while observing the blade of my sword impaled inside his body from the shoulder to his chest.

He tried to follow but stumbled and stopped before turning his burning head toward me. I could not see his eyes with the flames covering him, but I could sense hatred.

"You may have killed me whore, but you will not be able to save your whores. I had just ordered my men to massacre them all; not a single one of you will leave alive," he said in a gurgling voice.

The purple fire blazed high the next moment as the shield disappeared.

The fire started burning him.

I didn't stay and watch the death of the most powerful enemy I had ever fought.

Instead, I am moving at the greatest speed I can harness. Pushing skills beyond the limit as I ran toward the ship.

The pirate wasn't joking; I could feel the truth in his voice. I need to save the girls before the pirates do anything to them.

I am trying to contact Tara, but the connection is weak. Various skills are interfering with it.

While I did, I took out a bottle of potion. I drank the whole bottle of health potion, not caring about its expense, before drinking the bottle of stamina potion.

I am weak, with all the fighting and bleeding wounds.

The potions begin to heal my injuries while filling me with energy. The injuries are healing at a much slower pace; the cuts are healing well, but the burns are not.

I am not surprised. Last time, it took me a while to recover. This time, it will take longer.

With the potions, I took out the liquor from my bag to fill my storage. The most powerful one I have is very dangerous.

It is also misted. It was making it even more dangerous, but I didn't care.

My only priority is saving the girls, and if I have to sacrifice my life to do it. I will do it without hesitation.

The ship had gone far while I fought the pirates. I ran and jumped through wave after wave, getting closer to the ship with every step.

It was difficult, but I fought against a mighty enemy in this sea. They had not been able to drown me then, and it will not drown me now.

I reached close to the ship, with barely two hundred meters of distance between us, when they attacked me.

A large blue lightning bolt came streaking toward me.

Bam!

I immediately moved to dodge it, and it struck the wave behind me.

"Shit!" I cursed. I didn't expect it would be easy, but I hoped for it.

I didn't stop and moved ahead, but another bolt came just two steps later as I dodged it. I saw two arrows coming toward me, not from my ship, but from the pirate ships.

I dodged them and the arrows, but they were too close for comfort.

They also made me stop, and I needed to take two steps back to dodge them. I moved forward once more, and their attacks came at me.

I looked at my people for support, but they were busy; there were too many pirates on the ship.

The attacks came, and I dodged them, but they came again and again. They are keeping me in my place, not letting me move closer to the ship.

The worst thing was that I couldn't use my fire against them. They are too far.

"Fuck!" I cursed as I defended against the arrow with my shield while dodging the second arrow and the Earth Spear.

These bastards are holding me in my spot, without support. I will not be able to reach the pirates.

'Barb, they have..Rexy!' screamed Tina.

Hearing that, my heart shook, and I stopped myself from thinking the worst, but I couldn't.

'Tara, what happened?' I asked, but there was no reply from her. It made my thoughts go even darker.

"They are my responsibility!" I said with gritted teeth and pushed forward with everything I had.

The Wind Arc came, and I dodged, moving left, before defending the arrow with a shield and cutting another with my blade as I moved forward.

Immediately, another spell came, and several arrows, one after another.

A few spells struck the arrows, which relieved me, but more arrows appeared, and this time, there was no support.

Clang Clang!

I dodged and defended as I pushed forward. Right now, it is the only thing I care about.

Puch!

I moved through the spells and arrows when one succeeded in avoiding my sword and lodged itself in my shoulder.

"Ahhhh!"

I screamed in pain as the skill attached to it blazed, giving me torturous pain, but even that didn't stop me, and I moved forward.

I will not stop, no matter what these bastards do to me.

Clang!

Another arrow struck me, but my armor protected me. However, the blow stopped me for a moment, making me nearly lose my grip on the water before I took a step forward.

Puch!

It was when another arrow struck me, and this time, it hit my leg. It is buried inside it.

"It is over for you whore. You have killed our leader, and we will kill you and your whores for it!" said the Pirate from the ship before another barrage came toward me.

My heart shuddered to hear this, but it also made me push myself, taking my skills beyond the limit they had started to shake.

I would not give up. I will protect my girls.

"You will not!" I roared at the pirates and felt something breaking out of me with it.

Something grand, something vast. It is not foreign; it is me. I could feel every part of it was filled with the convictions I had forged my life with.