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Odyssey of the Blind God

Chapter 310 Brat
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Nial smiled as he visualized the Elves in front of him. They were different from all the Elves he had met until now.

They had pointy ears and striking features that were superior to ordinary Elves' handsome features. When Nial visualized them, they were basically screaming 'I'm loved by mana and nature'. This was not something ordinary Elves could say about themselves even if it was obvious that nature and mana adored them a lot as well.

However, their presence was much stronger and the mana swirling around them was extremely dense and powerful. Nial was not able to sense their actual combat prowess, let alone what their mana core's rank might be.

This bothered him a bit, especially since the weakest of them seemed to be impatient enough to launch an attack on him right away.

Nial pushed backward. He wanted to release the Dragonflame spear from his spatial ring but quickly noticed that something was restricting his access to his spatial ring.

His head flicked to one of the Elves behind the youngest one, who attacked him. The Elf noticed Nial's unfocused gaze as he looked straight at his lifeless milky white eyes with a smirk.

'This bastard,' Nial could only think as he twisted his body. He leaned back to the extent that his bones nearly cracked as a bunch of wind blades shot toward him.

They grazed his skin lightly and cut through his clothes but that was the most damage they could inflict on him. Nial had moved quickly enough to evade the attacks, which was why they ended up dispersing the moment they smashed into the Holy Hall's walls.

"Jilas, if you launch wind blades at Yggdrasil one more time, I will drag you to the Sacred Court," A cold voice spoke out in the elven language. Nial had visualized everyone in the room, which was why he knew that the same Elf, who had restricted his access to his spatial ring had just warned the young Elf, who had attacked him.

The young Elf was called Jilas and he emerged in front of Nial a quarter of a second after the older Elf's voice resounded in Nial's ear.

Gusts of winds shrouded Jilas' entire arm as he pushed out while aiming at his abdomen. Nial frowned deeply because he could tell that the attack would injure him severely.

He released some of his black Miasma in an explosive manner in an instance while shooting a vine manifested out of dark energy from his back.

It coiled around one of the small pillars that were located not too far from him. He pulled at the darkness vine and saved his life, just to realize that the black miasma had dispersed, revealing Nial once again.

"Y-You are a Destroyer!!" Jilas gasped as he exclaimed in shock. Even the Elves behind Jilas were stupefied when they realized what kind of existence Nial was.

They didn't kill Nial immediately because they had yet to figure out how he had ended up in the Holy Hall, and who he was. He was loved by mana and Yggdrasil didn't raise an alarm to even a single Elf about the infiltration of someone with ill intentions. In fact, Yggdrasil seemed to have a favorable opinion of the blind human in front of them.

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However, that human was a Destroyer! That didn't make any sense!

"And you are a pain in the ass!" Nial responded in anger as he activated the power within both of his Ancient Origin rings. They began to rotate around his Mana core, enhancing their potency drastically.

Darkness spread out from every pore on Nial's body as he released balls of darkness that were overflowing with black miasma. He spread them around himself and released them in Jilas' direction before he let them explode in an instant.

Nial merged with the black miasma that was released. He covered the ground with dark energy while pulling more and more mana out of the surroundings and towards him. The Ankh shone brightly, which resulted in the Odyssey seed's pulsation.

The Odyssey seed began to pulsate and generate more and more dark energy. It released every bit of dark energy for Nial to make use of, while the Ankh pulled more mana inside the Odyssey seed to convert it quickly.

Nial had yet to get fully used to the highly potent mana of Yggdrasil but he didn't really have much of a chance if he didn't want to sustain any injuries. He took a deep breath and disappeared in the dark energy that covered the ground before he appeared behind Jilas, who was controlling the winds around him precisely.

The black miasma was blasted in all directions, revealing everything it had covered.

However, Nial had already disappeared and only the dark energy that covered the ground could be seen from which he released the darkness vines.

Dozens of darkness vines shot in Jilas' direction. They aimed at restricting Jilas' movements and holding him back from doing anything for a few seconds. Nial needed enough time to launch a powerful attack to show Jilas that he couldn't just throw a fist at anyone just because he thought that he could get away with it.

Darkness arms pierced out of the dark energy right below Jilas. Within a single second, the darkness arms coiled around Jilas' feet and legs. They restricted him from moving, or so it seemed.

Unfortunately, just when Nial wanted to ram his fist straight into Jilas' face, he noticed that something was wrong.

Nial used all his power in his lower body to push himself backward and prevented himself from getting pierced by a hundred tiny porcupine-like wind needles in the nick of time.

Jilas's back was suddenly punctured by long needles manifested out of his wind affinity. They were just like porcupine needles and they gave off an odd feeling as some of them were released straight in Nial's direction.

'Are they real? Probably not, right?' Nial was confused. His [Mana Sense] allowed him to clearly perceive and visualize the porcupine wind needles. They weren't real and were manifested out of compressed winds that Jilas could control. However, when they were shot out, Nial clearly felt that they were not normal wind-based attacks...they were much stronger and more accurate.

Windbreaker, Sam Anderson, was the only human Original, who had a wind affinity. At least, he was the only one Nial knew about, and his wind-based attacks were completely different from Jilas' porcupine wind needles.

Even the other Elves he had fought against before had never used their wind affinity like this. In fact, the Elves he had fought had never dared to use their wind affinity as a means to create long-range attacks or something like that.

This was something Nial had felt weird about but it was never something he was intrigued enough to ask about. Yet, the moment one of the porcupine wind needles pierced through his shoulder, Nial could tell that the wind needle felt just like a physical attack made using brute force and not something that had been manifested.

Warm blood oozed out of the wound on his shoulder, where the porcupine wind needles were still stuck. Nial groaned in pain as he kept pushing backward while his left hand reached out for the wind needle that didn't disperse into nothingness.

He was just about to pull the wind needle out of his shoulder when he sensed that the end of the wind needle turned into gusts of wind that further pushed the wind needle deeper into his shoulder, digging into his flesh.

"Argh!!" Nial groaned out in pain as the wind needle turned into a near identical replica of a rocket. The only thing that was missing was the explosion of the wind needle.

'You fucking bastard! Why did you even attack me?!' Nial began to curse in his mind as his hand pierced out at the wind needle. He grasped it tightly, engulfed it with dark energy, and finally pulled it out of his shoulder. While being pulled out, the wind needle turned into particles as the dark energy destroyed the manifested wind needle slowly.

The darkness released by Nial's body subconsciously intensified. It shrouded Nial's entire body like a protective layer. All of a sudden, a deep groan emerged from the depths of Nial's body. He was enraged and this fiery rage was something Kaeldur fed on like a hungry scavenger.

Even without the need to release his Darkness Essence, Kaeldur's claw engulfed Nial's arm all of a sudden. Nial's eyes turned pitch-black while an eerie feeling swept through the entire Holy Hall.

The older Elves looked at each other with a trace of worry. However, the Elf, who had restricted Nial's access to his spatial ring lifted his hand to make everyone stop.

"Don't do anything. Yggdrasil is still not being hostile to him. Something is going on, and I don't want to accidentally enrage Yggdrasil, or the Empress," He warned while his eyes began to shine brightly.

The situation was quite interesting, especially since it was easy to tell that Nial was only at the 2nd Mirae rank, but was clearly a True Destroyer. His abilities were a crystal clear indicator of this, yet, Yggdrasil seemed to favor him!

The others looked at the leader of their group with uncertain expressions but they nodded their heads at the end, accepting his decision. Their leader would have to take responsibility for his orders, thus they obeyed him without thinking too much about the aftermath.

Nial's demeanor changed drastically when his rage fed Kaeldur. Kaeldur's claws engulfed Nial's arm and he dashed forward, turning into a black flash that disappeared in the black miasma, which was suddenly released.

It shrouded the area around Nial and Jilas. Cyclones manifested in Jilas' hand but even before he could release them, needles of darkness pierced into Jilas' hands from all directions.

"Ahh!" Jilas squealed out in surprise. He was not severely injured because his body was tough but the cyclones in his hand had been put out.

Grinding his teeth, Jilas summoned winds around him to disperse the black miasma once again. He had expected Nial to appear behind him just like before. However, instead of repeating the same attack, Nial emerged right in front of the young Elf.

Nial's upper body was leaning forward and he charged at Jilas, reaching his range just a moment later. Jilas was about to respond to the frontal attack by moving the remaining porcupine wind needles to the front of his body in a defensive tactic. He wanted to end Nial by releasing all of them at once.

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But Nial was faster. His upper body perked upward and he slashed Kaeldur's claw upward without hesitation. Nial had had enough of the young brat, who was clearly trying to kill him.

The young Elf was clearly a teenager, who had yet to enter puberty and he was several years younger than Meryl but he was already acting like an entitled brat who felt as if the entire world belonged to him.

'Even Meryl is not as annoying as this little fucker!' Nial cursed himself as Kaeldur's claw slashes through the young Elf's body.

Nial didn't smile or anything like that. He merely wanted to inflict a small injury on his opponent to make it clear that he was not a pushover. Nial knew that the other Elves would react the moment Nial would reveal his intention to kill the Elf. Thus, he didn't do anything that could be considered 'too' stupid or reckless.

But never would Nial have expected that his attack would become entirely useless. He may have held back a bit but not even Silvian had been able to stay completely unscathed against Nial's attacks involving Kaeldur's claws.

Silvian may have been injured when they fought and the enmity between the Incarnation of the God of Saints and Devils had been a bit weird but that didn't change the fact that Kaeldur's claws were extremely powerful, especially with the tremendous amount of mana and dark energy Nial had inserted in them!

"What the hell is wrong with your body?" Nial blurted out in astonishment. He cut through the Elf's silk shirt but his flawless skin was almost unscathed. A tiny scratch that barely bled was visualized in Nial's mind but that was not even worth mentioning.

"Wait...are you already at the Prometheus rank? Even brats can be talented, huh?" He concluded, feeling like he was suffocating. The young Elf in front of him was probably not even 15 years old, yet, his mana core was already at the Prometheus rank.

The young Elf's smile froze when he saw that his shirt was now tattered and that he was bleeding due to Nial's attack.

"You piece of shit! You fucking peasant! You rotten piece of human trash! Die!!!"

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