My Servant System

Chapter 775 774: Deacon Renama (1)

Chapter 775 774: Deacon Renama (1)

I stared at the silver haired Foxkin in front of us with a frown, her haughty sneer and arrogant posture unbecoming of someone who looked more suited for regal environments, acting elegant instead of arrogant.

That large silver axe glittered in the moonlight, and the Foxkin snarled "I'll do this world a favor and rid it of you unworthy leaches!"

Saying so, she dashed forwards in a dazzling flare of green and silver light, her mana flaring and dousing the street in her power as she shot towards us, her heavy axe raised and already arcing down towards my skull as she targeted me first.

My great sword moved up just as quickly as her axe descended downwards, the two blades colliding and sending tremors arcing through our arms as we glared at one another, pressing ours weapons together as we tested each others strength.

"Luci, Satanya! Take care of the Cultists for me! I'll handle Miss 'Just' over here..!"

The mana seeping from the Foxkin's pores spilled out in abundance before wrapping around her arms and shoulders, taking the form of another pair of arms that gripped the handle alongside the Foxkin, applying even more pressure to me as she tried to overwhelm me in this physical contest.

"[Succumb to Change]!"

Snarling at me, the Foxkin bolstered her new set of limbs and made me grit my teeth as I felt the pressure begin to mount up, though the Deacon wasn't the only one who had potent mana coursing through her veins.

My Core leaked my mana into my veins, and I grunted as I pushed her back, forcing her silver axe to the side and allowing it to crash into the cobblestone below as I twisted my body, freeing myself and taking a leap back as I gave myself some space to work with.

Runes flickered into life around me as I began to cast a spell, causing Renama's emerald eyes to widen as she tore her axe free and rushed towards me, a mana filled "[Insolent]!" flying towards me just as swiftly.

However, as the last rune completed the Ritual Circle, I enveloped my body in a shower of golden light that wrapped around me like a warm blanket, my limbs growing lighter and my muscles bulking up just a little bit more, the flow of blood inside my body quickening even more at this magically enhanced adrenaline rush.

The mana filled shout slammed against my blade, the hazy bubble of magic trying to move past the blade, only to be warded off by the Light Mana that shrouded my sword, blocking her verbal attack.

"Oh, it'll be a pleasure ridding the world of your filth, Scion of Asmodia! You are a looming threat to bringing about a true golden age for the people! So DIE!"

As her large axe once more descended towards my skull, I smirked as I stepped aside, narrowly avoiding the heavy counterweight that the Foxkin hurled towards my stomach, the spiked weight sailing harmlessly past my torso and thudding into the cobblestone street, tearing through the stones and revealing the earth underneath.

Clenching her jaw, Renama yanked back on the chain and grabbed her counterweight, all while her two right hands raised the axe and slashed it towards me, her strength having increased enough now that she was utilizing that peculiar incantation.

Clattering against the flat of my blade, the axe stopping as I defended myself against the Foxkin, continuing our stalemate as we felt one another out to understand our opponents strengths and weaknesses.

"You are unworthy of having been blessed with such strength! This world has such accursed luck to allow a leach like you to harness the powers of such incredible magics!"

Renama pulled the axe back before swinging it at me again, 'one' handing the weapon and attacking me with a flurry of swift strikes, battering my great sword with a storm of blows.

Blocking her attacks, I watched as her left arm pulled back, the chain dangling loosely in her grasp as she prepared to fling that counterweight at me again, hoping to do something with the spiked orb and long chain.

It was a peculiar style, and as I stepped to the side to avoid the chain, she flicked her arm to the side and tried to wrap it around my waist, all while that axe lurched forwards and cleaved down towards my skull, trying to trap me between her attacks; even more so as I saw her lips part, her emerald eyes flaring as she began to channel her mana towards her vocal cords to launch another incantation point blank.

Pumping out some more mana into my veins, I grinned as I felt the world slow just a tad, the rush of adrenaline doubling as I empowered my Light Cloak even more.

With more mana flowing freely inside my body, and with my already impressive physical capabilities, I leapt to the side and rolled out of the way, leaving the Foxkin to stumble as all of her attacks landed on nothing, giving me a moment to capitalize on as I created a dagger of golden mana in my free hand and hurled it straight at the middle of her back.

The blade flew through the air and sliced into her side as she turned, the Foxkin not wanting to leave her back exposed to me as she retrieved her weapons and looked my way, only to have the dagger pierce into her ribcage.

Growling at the sudden pain, Renama reached down and shattered the dagger, her Wind Mana enveloping the wound and stitching her flesh back together, all while her giant axe lifted into the air and blocked my own swing as I launched myself at the woman.

"Like I said before... cowardly. Relying on something like that to-!"

"So you're a hypocrite as well! Ha! That's amusing to hear; your entire fighting style relies on surprise and underhanded tactics, you idiotic Cultist!"

The Foxkin's eyes glimmered with rage as she pushed my blade back, snarling "I am NOT a hypocrite! I am blessed! I am a harbinger of Change to this world! YOU are what's stopping this world from becoming better! YOU are the problem!"

Her shout echoed around the street as the Foxkin lunged forwards, her axe cleaving down towards my shoulder and threatening to cut me clean in two, all while she continued on with her tirade, my accusation clearly having struck a nerve.

"Everything that is wrong in the Empire stems from a rotten core that corrupts everything it touches! You Nobles think you're better than the people who MADE you! You think you can siphon off wealth and get away with it because you were born into power!"

Blocking her axe, I snorted and met her emerald gaze, our blades locked together once more as I said "Some Nobles, perhaps, but they get weeded out quickly when they begin to truly become a problem. In the Empire, those of us with titles have earned it, and we continue to earn it through our accomplishments. If you think you can do better..."

Leaning closer, I grinned at the angry Foxkin and whispered "Then prove your damn worth and become a Noble. Become this 'Change' that you speak of, instead of resorting to murder... But I know why you haven't. Deep in your heart, you know as well... You aren't worthy of being a Noble. You're weak. Weak of body, weak of mind, weak of spirit. Unfit to be a true catalyst of change, to better the life of those that you care about! Isn't that right, 'Renama the Just'?"

Her thin lips threatened to crack her gorgeous visage, her fangs bared as she growled at me, unable to form words as she instead added more weight to her axe, trying to prove herself to me and herself by killing me.