Path To Godhood Begins With Marrying Wife And Gaining SSS Rank Skill Chapter 457: Dangerous Situation
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BOOOOM!
A colossal blow slammed into Ethan like a crashing mountain.
For an instant, light and thunderous clamor erupted around him, as if the world detonated. The sheer power shredded the last remnants of his fractured defenses and hammered straight into his flesh.
Ethan's eyes bulged wide as the crushing pressure barreled into him.
The next instant, his body launched backward through the sky.
The frozen battlefield splintered beneath him upon impact.
CRASH!
A vast crater gouged into the snow-laden ground from the collision. Ice shards and fractured rocks exploded outward everywhere, while clouds of dust and frost surged upward like a ferocious gale.
But the force didn't halt there.
Ethan's form rebounded savagely off the earth and hurtled forward once more.
He skidded across the iced terrain at horrifying velocity, his armor grinding harshly against the jagged surface.
A lengthy scar of ruin trailed behind him.
Snow, rocks, and splintered ice trailed in his wake, as though a massive sword had slashed through the battlefield.
BOOOOM!
He collided with another jutting ridge of frozen soil and burst right through it. Chunks of stone flew from the smash as Ethan's body tumbled across the ground again.
The skid trails extended over hundreds of meters.
At last, his form smashed into a heap of shattered boulders from the mountainside wreckage.
CRAAASH!
The mountainside rubble disintegrated instantly under the force.
Rock debris poured onto the snow as the whole pile caved in around him.
For a few seconds, nothing stirred.
Silence blanketed the battlefield once more.
Snowflakes wafted gently through the air while dust from the ravaged earth settled slowly.
Within the fresh crater, Ethan lay half-entombed under rubble and ice fragments.
A weak groan slipped from his throat.
"…Tch."
His fingers jerked faintly, then his hand braced against the ground.
Stone pieces tumbled away as he gradually shoved himself upright.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and a long gash tore across his coat's shoulder from the prior blade strike. The collision had evidently rattled his frame, with tiny fissures spidering over sections of his armor.
Ethan smeared the blood from his lips with his hand's back.
Then he rose steadily to his feet.
Cold winds swept across the battlefield anew, fluttering his cloak faintly.
His gaze lifted toward the attack's origin.
His stare sharpened instantly.
That strike hadn't come from the assassin he'd been gripping.
It originated from elsewhere.
Ethan clenched his fingers leisurely as the throbbing pain in his chest ebbed with mana coursing through his veins.
"…So there's another one," he whispered softly.
Hundreds of meters distant, snow at his former spot still swirled from the savage blast.
Beside the ruined watchtower debris, the assassin Ethan had thrashed earlier had slunk away and now lurched upright.
Yet Ethan's focus had shifted elsewhere.
His senses swept over the battlefield again.
This time, he hunted for something new.
"There is no need to hide anymore…" Ethan stated evenly, eyes locked on the shadows.
For a moment, all remained still.
Then darkness seeped from the shadows amid the fractured stones. It writhed like mist before solidifying into a humanoid form.
A silhouette advanced.
The man sported a black cloak and a mask concealing his full face. His aura felt eerie and impossible to gauge.
Yet the oppressive weight around him was undeniable.
Ethan narrowed his eyes."You are Mythic rank, right?"
The masked man cocked his head faintly.
"Yes… you didn't expect that?"
Ethan cleared the lingering blood from his mouth and straightened up.
"Of course not," he replied steadily. "How can I expect myself to be worthy to be hunted by a Mythic rank?"
His gaze turned steely.
"Who are you?"
"Who sent you?"
The masked man regarded him with frigid eyes.
"Sorry. I can't reveal that. After all, you are going to die."
SWOOSH!
As the words ended, his form blurred.
Ethan countered immediately. He snapped his hand outward.
BANGHHHHHHH!
A ferocious burst of power detonated between them.
The masked man's eyes widened upon seeing his dagger embedded in Ethan's palm.
The blade had stabbed into the hand, yet it penetrated no further.
He froze briefly in bewilderment.
Then he spotted it.
Dark crimson scales had surfaced along Ethan's arm, encasing his skin like impenetrable armor.
"Yo—"
He never completed the word.
Ethan's fist thrust ahead with savage might.
Yet the strike met only air.
The masked man's body faded into a hazy afterimage, his true form reappearing meters away.
Ethan allowed no moment to recover.
His foot crashed down forcefully on the ground.
CRACK!
Shards of frozen ground splintered under his stomp, propelling him ahead like a cannonball launch.
Simultaneously, his aura exploded outward with savage force.
He triggered the Battle Frenzy art.
Wild power burst from his frame, his eyes narrowing with murderous resolve as he hurtled toward the masked foe.
Right as Ethan ignited the Battle Frenzy art, the atmosphere around him transformed.
A ferocious wave of strength erupted from his body. Muscles bulged taut, mana raced through him at breakneck speed. The earth under his feet fractured, frost spraying outward from the intense pressure.
His gaze sharpened into piercing focus.
Though only a Legendary Rank knight, the aura radiating from him then felt wildly perilous.
The masked man observed in silence.
For the first time since his arrival, a subtle spark of curiosity flickered in his eyes.
"Still planning to fight?" the man said calmly. "You should understand the gap between us."
Ethan gave no response.
His body blurred forward in a sudden dash.
BOOM!
The ground behind him detonated as he bridged the gap between them in a flash.
His fist rocketed like a cannon shell straight at the man's head. Calmly, the masked man lifted his hand.
BANG!