Chapter 1273: Wrathful Amanda
I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)
Youâre fucking dead!
How dare you make Fran cry!
Unforgivable!
Iâll slice and dice until youâre nothing but aââ
ãMaster!ã
ã!ã
I heard a pained scream that got through to my fury-clouded mind. I could feel my anger quickly subsiding.
Ah⦠Fran. Why do you look so sadâ¦? She seemed in as much grief as the nightmare from earlierâ¦
Is it my fault this time?
Such thoughts instantly calmed me down.
Wait, what the hell happened here? My decorative string had turned into a bunch of wolves, and my blade was ominously pitch-black. I now felt frighteningly calm for some reason, so I quickly morphed my string and blade back into their original states.
Sorry Fran. I must have screwed up and lost myself in anger.
After dispelling the evil-divine energy corroding my blade, I hastily returned to Franâs side.
ãMaster!ã
ãFran! Youâre back to normal!ã
ãNn. Thanks to Announcer-san.ã
ãIt took approximately 36 seconds, but all mental interference has been shut out.ã
Thatâs my Announcer-san! I can count on you for anything!
ãAcquired the skill âShard of Wrathâ.ã
ãEh? I got a skill? Why?ã
ãI hypothesize that this is due to the Chaos Goddessâs powers.ã
Oh right, demons were kin to the Chaos Goddess if I remember correctly. As her apostle, does that mean I can use demon-exclusive skills?
ãMaster?ã
ãS-Sorry. I got a bit too angry.ã
ãWoofâ¦.ã
Urushi seems to be reflecting too. Heâs shrunk down and is lowering his head.
ãNo, itâs because of the relic.ã
ãAffirmative. Observing how the mental inference affected individual Fran triggered a rapid progression of symptoms.ã
Makes sense. At first, I thought the relic had no effect on me. However, witnessing Fran cry apparently disturbed me and enhanced the effects greatly. Urushi was probably in a similar state.
Mental interference abilities are truly terrifying. Preventing you from making sound judgments can be lethal.
ãDone⦠alreadyâ¦?ã
ãEven after all that, sheâs still aliveâ¦ã
The anger may have dulled my judgment, but the power I exerted was the real deal. Laranflura had been torn apart, and was now lying on the ground as clumps of flesh.
And she casually began regenerating from that stateâ¦
However, sheâs undoubtedly quite exhausted. Her mana had been significantly depleted, and the fatigue was evident on her face.
But on the other hand, I recklessly spent a lot of my mana on my earlier assault.
This might turn into a prolonged battle. Or at least thatâs what I thought, until the small body of the Superhuman General was suddenly blown away horizontally.
We heard the bang a split second later, which means that attack surpassed the speed of sound.
ãAmanda?ã
ãDid she manage to attack Laranflura?ã
ãYou⦠made Fran-chan⦠cry!ã
The one responsible for this was Amanda. Her expression was truly fierce, likely boiling with anger due to the nightmare she was shown earlier.
ãRaaaaaaahhh!ã
Emanating a faint red aura, Amanda swung her whip, striking Balfon with a furious barrage.
After seeing Amandaâs frenzied state, I realized the reason I got so consumed by anger. There was a faint flow of mana to us from Maleficent.
It seems his Wrath skill also affects those around him.
Balfonâs mental interference relic worked really well when combined with Maleficentâs demonic power for magnifying anger.
ãGuh! Accursed whipmaster!ã
Either way, it seems Amanda could attack Balfon normally. She only has a problem when Laranflura is in control.
The mana packed into her blows was quite substantial too. Perhaps her Guardian of Children title had activated?
She might be able to push out a win if Laranflura doesnât come outâ¦
ãGyah! This is⦠royal energy! Dammit!ã
ãHaaaaaaaahhh! Ultimate Technique - Bishamon Downfall!ã
ãGuh! Nuurh!ã
Her whip flew at blinding speeds, inflicting dozens of strikes per second from all directions. The storm had no gaps, so Balfon was essentially trapped in a cage.
Despite having no escape route, Balfon continued holding out against the storm. However, Amandaâs whip was enveloped in a faint divine aura, and its impact pierced through his barrier.
He mentioned something about âroyal energyâ though? It seems thatâs what they call divine energy in Raydoss or something.
Balfon was falling apart before our eyes without us doing anything. He had taken some divine-attribute attacks through the barrier, but that didnât seem like enough to explain his lack of regeneration.
Perhaps this wasnât merely divine energy. I took a closer look and noticed Amandaâs divine energy mixing with the red aura from Wrath. That might be what is enhancing the offensive power of her divine energy.
Thinking back to the golden aura we slammed into Nameless, that was also a form of enhanced divine energy. The current Amanda might have something similar to that golden mana.
ãAmanda!ã
ãâ¦! Oh no!ã
The whip Amanda had been using to deliver the barrage suddenly snapped! Well, considering that she also broke her whip during the Martial Arts Tournament, perhaps I should be happy it lasted this long. Maybe itâs thanks to her Whip Boost skill.
More importantly, we need to back her up!
Or so I thought, but Amanda refused to stop. She simply grabbed a new whip out of her item bag and kept up the pressure
ãAaargh! Secret Technique - Skanda Slayer!ã
Amanda swung her whip a single time. Before I knew it, both of Laranfluraâs legs were shattered. This must be an art for delivering a devastating blow with immense speed.
I could only vaguely catch a glimpse of her whip. It seems such a powerful attack imposes a burden on both the whip and the wielder though.
Amanda collapsed to the ground right as her second whip snapped. Her rage probably triggered an effect similar to Potential Release, where her limiter was removed.
Balfon regenerated the legs instantly. However, pushing through the healing inhibition caused him to expend a great deal of mana. Moreover, he could barely stand up properly.
This is our chance! Fran and I jumped up, reflexively generating the golden aura from earlier.
And then, our max-power thrust pierced straight through Balfonâs heart. Impaled by our blade, a geyser of blood spurted out.
ãNurghh! I wonât lose! I cannot afford to lose!ã
ãKuh!ã
Yet Balfon refused to die. His ridiculous regenerative abilities allowed him to survive a crushed heart. He was still ready to fight.
But soon enough, panic took over his face.
Amanda had stood up again.
The whip gripped in her limp hand crawled on the ground like a convulsing snake, cloaked in a dense red divine aura.
We all sensed the overwhelming presence of the art she was about to unleash. Not even the mighty Superhuman General could escape this unscathed.
ãâ¦Please, just go to sleep already. Both you and the child within youâ¦!ã