Chapter 412 The End Of A Clan Head
In the same dimension, while the battle between the Crimson Crane and Feebie was continuing, there was a certain individual that no one was aware of.
Past the river that split the town into two halves, on top of one of the buildings, further than one could see with their eyes, there was a man standing on top of one of the buildings.
One of his hands was up against the side of his eye, and he was watching everything carefully.
"It doesn't look like they will need my help with this one," Zon commented. "They should be able to handle the situation, and as for the mage, he seems to be alive for now.
"If I intervene in this situation, then I can't be sure if you are the right one or not to help me. Get stronger, and get out of this situation yourself."
"For now, things should be a little safer for your group, so you will have time to grow, as long as you don't go ahead and do something stupid."
After saying those words, Zon turned around and threw a device onto the floor. It was rectangular in shape.
It popped open, having two pairs of legs and looked like a little spider. From the top of its head, it started to shoot a laser out, and with that, a red portal had appeared in front of them.
Zon looked behind him for a moment at the fight that was continuing, before deciding to step forward. A short while later, and the spider device had jumped through, with the portal closing up behind them.
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Feebie was huffing and panting. She might have been more skillful and had better techniques compared to most of the Crimson Crane, but fighting so many members at once was draining for her.
While they all were at full strength, and it was clear they knew what they were doing.
'Because all of them use different weapons and techniques, this is even harder than going up against a special formation group.'
'Surely formations are built of all of them knowing the same art. Allowing them to combine their skills to produce stronger techniques.'
'Something like this, where everyone has a different art, it should be weak, but as Alba stated, it's strong because they've fought together so many times before.'
Now, with Feebie weakening, Alba thought it was time.
She turned to Raze to look at him.
"It's up to you, you saved our lives, and we made a deal. It's clear she is out for blood, but I just wanted to make sure if you really wanted to start this, start this war, do you want me to kill her?"
Alba had said it herself, after everything that had already happened, they had no choice. Raze nodded, giving the order.
They were laced in Qi, and he swung them down. When he did, they had cleanly gone into her shoulders, but he was surprised by this.
He thought she would have blocked the attack, or used something to stop it. Instead, his attack had worked.
That was because Feebie had allowed it to hit her. She then, with her fist, had grabbed onto Cronker's arms and threw him as far as she could behind her until he crashed into another building.
Feebie was too far, moving too far ahead now.
"Crap, I should have known!" Alba bit her bottom lip.
When a person was fighting with their life on the line, or knew that they were going to die anyway, they would fight extremely different.
Feebie knew she had lost this battle, so what were a few wounds to her? What was using up all her Qi in an attack worth?
Feebie just needed to get away from them for a moment, so she could reach her target.
Raze was right in front of her, and still in his weak self, but Feebie was hurt as well. Blood was coming out from her mouth from the direct hit from Alba and the fighting from before.
And she had just been stabbed by the two daggers from Cronker.
"I'm still strong enough to take you out!" She shouted.
To which, Raze held out one hand toward her, and then with the other, placed something in his mouth. As he swallowed it down, swirling darkness appeared out from the palm of his hand.
'Your Qi, it should be weak enough for this to finish you. I'm happy that I could at least kill you with my own hands!' Raze thought.
'Dark Pulse!'
Out from the palm of his hand, a single beam that would have just been deflected, or hit away from her fists. It had shot out, and went right through Feebie's head.
A large hole appeared in her forehead as she collapsed right there to the ground.
Falling to the floor, Raze stood there looking at her, and noticed something else himself, his vision was blurring, and his legs—
they were failing before he knew it.
'I took a third mana pill, before my body could recover, right after taking the Cursed pill... my head... am I... going to die?' Raze thought, as everyone there witnessed him collapsing onto the ground, unmoving.
