When the plot-skips players into the game world-Chapter 1007 - 356 Sin Card: Wild Hunt King

Chapter 1007 -356 Sin Card: Wild Hunt King

The lightning transformed into a beam of light, shattering the corroded armor on Helkin’s back directly!

The splintering lightning, still merely a beam when it left the body, then spread and diffused outward. It was as if it had become a pair of gigantic, branching wings of lightning—Helkin’s wings burst open behind him in an instant!

From the first charge by Aleister to now, it was less than three seconds.

The tips of both their spears were lodged inside each other’s bodies, holding still in that position rigidly.

The torrential rain washed over them, yet amidst the clamor, there came a trace of silence.

A brief yet seemingly extended silence later, a clap of thunder came from the horizon.

The dull yellow hue on Helkin’s armor flowed backward and faded away, and the storm raging within Aleister also subsided with it.

He once again became the knight in silver armor and voluntarily relinquished the Beheading Long Spear in his grasp.

“…I am defeated.”

Helkin’s visor popped open, his deep voice, once reverberating, now became clear and bright: “The speed at which lightning destroyed me was a little faster than the storm could tear you apart… If our Energy Levels were the same, I would have died before you. And as long as I die, the storm too would cease.”

Because he had no other choice.

The combat techniques he imparted to Aleister totaled only four—two charges and two strikes.

Among the offensive techniques, there were only Thunder’s Fury and Storm Strike.

The former could make a Weapon burst out with a wide expanse of high-heat thunder in an instant, an excellent burst attack, and a sort of ranged damage that melee Transcendents lacked; the latter, on the other hand, could summon a storm with each attack, throwing the enemy off balance and powerless, blocking distant range attacks, and intensifying the wind with each strike.

In Helkin’s view back then, if Aiwass could master these two techniques, he could handle most enemies with ease.

After all, Aiwass, inhabiting Helkin’s body at the time, did not need the agility for jumping, Evasion, charges, parrying, and other complex and variable techniques—like the Lizardfolk warrior Aurigen did—given that he had a Pegasus and need not concern himself with mobility issues.

Now, the past Helkin had troubled himself.

Aleister seemed to have great resistance against lightning damage… therefore, he could only use Storm Strike. With his vast experience, Helkin chose the most reasonable combat method—penetrating Aleister’s body, striking from within, to maximize the effect of Storm Strike.

If Aleister had shown the slightest hesitation, her only outcome would have been defeat.

The spear was already embedded within Aleister’s body, and even if she transformed into a bat, the tornado would have swept her right back and torn her apart. The best way to deal with the immortality of the Son of the Moon was control—even if Helkin did not know Spells, he knew how to keep the Son of the Moon in check.

But Aleister had chosen a life-for-life fighting style!

She launched the more powerful [Thunder’s Fury] towards herself first—at that moment, Helkin knew he was defeated.

The rest was just to see if Aleister could still use Thunder’s Fury under the agonizing pain of the impending storm.

And when Helkin conceded, Aleister transformed back into a bat and reconstituted herself.

The Blood Qi in her body was now visibly weaker—her skin was marked with a network of visible purple bruises, and she gasped for air heavily. If she were to die once or twice more, she might genuinely perish.

“…Your hand is indeed heavy, Helkin.”

Aleister complained.

For a moment, she thought she was going to die.

Because as soon as she discarded the Thunder Javelin, her Affinity for Lightning had already disappeared.

If Helkin had not reacted in time and continued to use “Thunder’s Fury,” that one strike might well have turned Aleister to ashes.

It was precisely because of Helkin’s rich combat experience and fast reactions that Aleister had won.

——It was like going all-in with four cards open, suggesting a straight flush might be possible.

“This is my respect for you…”

Helkin paused for a moment and added a title: “Master. I remember the wager, and I will not break my oath.”

Anyway, the outcome was good.

Using any other method, it might have been impossible to persuade a pure and battle-hardened warrior. Even after achieving victory, he might have chosen to obey only out of sentiment… Only through this method would Helkin truly be convinced.

Seeing the battle concluded, the Night Fiend, who had been ready to strike at any moment, finally breathed a sigh of relief and transformed back into a raven. The blood rain above also dispersed, leaving only the reduced but still torrential downpour quietly washing over them.

Her own emotions were complex—on one hand, she rejoiced for Aleister’s victory, on the other hand, she felt envious over having a new colleague.

Aleister rested in place for a while, then commenced the sealing ceremony right there.

——But with a slight difference from the original plan.

The attribute originally designated by Aleister for King Helkin of the Wild Hunt was the earth attribute.

Because at the time, Helkin seemed to be the BOSS of that former world, always roaring in anger, the revenge-seeking hero. His armor was pitch-black, heavy as the earth, as deep as the abyss. He himself was also an Undead with Affinity for the earth attribute from the Path of Dusk.

But now, Aleister had a brand-new idea.

Helkin was indeed an Undead—

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But now, his personal will had fully awakened. He had received the Lord of Scalefeather’s blessing, gained the warrior’s strength. And his combat style, with its storm and thunder… was just like the Griffin Knights of Avalon.