Village Head's Debauchery

Chapter 1165: 7th Order Demigod, Frightening Prowess



"Very well," Rimehelm said, closing his eyes and taking several deep breaths. "I was saving this until I was sure I couldn't win, but it seems I have no choice but to use it at the start of our battle."

Aurora watched him curiously, not taking the opportunity to attack. If she had wanted to kill him, she could have done so the moment she entered the throne room without much effort. But she wouldn't gain anything without letting him showcase his skills and trump cards. Orion observed, equally curious, waiting to see what the trump card of a Harbinger would be. Suddenly, a surge of Vylkr energy erupted from Rimehelm's body, enveloping him like a blazing inferno; countless thick strands of Vylkr energy covered him. Then, a strange phenomenon began to occur. The energy slowly compressed against his body, forming an armoured layer until his entire form was encased in a shell of Vylkr energy.

Reinforcement Technique!

Rimehelm's muscle bulged slightly before stabilizing.

Suddenly, silence enveloped the hall.

Orion and Aurora stared at him, their expressions filled with shock and astonishment. They had attempted to discern whether it was merely an illusion or if Rimehelm had tricked them, but it wasn't.

Rimehelm had used a technique based on Vylkr energy right before them!

Even though it wasn't a complex technique but a simple reinforcement technique, the sight alone was enough to make their hearts tremble. As individuals whose strength relied on Vylkr energy, they knew how volatile and fierce it was. It was unimaginable for someone to create even a simple technique using it-the pain and immense strength needed to withstand the backlash.

Aurora had made a mental note to prioritize researching whether she could develop techniques like this for Paradise in the future. However, she was unsure of how long it would take before she succeeded. While she had been granted control over divine and Vylkr energy, allowing the two to coexist within her, the challenge lay in their nature.

If divine energy was like fertile land with a prosperous garden already thriving, and she had only to learn its workings to cultivate it further, then Vylkr energy was like venomous, barren soil. With Vylkr, she had to start from scratch, figuring out how to work with the treacherous land before she could plant anything.

If she could learn a technique based on Vylkr energy, it would be a tremendous boon. Instantly, her attention was riveted on the scene unfolding before her.

Orion's thoughts aligned with hers.

Rimehelm focused on Aurora. "This simple technique infuses all the Vylkr energy I possess into my muscles, enhancing my strength to its limit and forming an impenetrable, armour- like layer that boosts my physical resilience. The technique's effects strengthen over time as I gather more Vylkr energy. The longer the battle lasts, the stronger I become. The only drawback is that the backlash my body will endure might exceed its limits, leaving me in a vegetative state for a certain period," he explained.

Seeing Aurora's expression-a complex mix of shock, surprise, and bewilderment-filled him with a surge of confidence.

"You might be wondering how something so astonishing is possible. Unfortunately, I can't take credit for it. This technique was created by the goddess. As far as I know, each Harbinger has a unique or similar technique," he added, shaking his head.

"Your goddess must have been a formidable divine being to achieve such a feat," Aurora responded, narrowing her eyes.

She wondered if the goddess was similar to her but doubted it. After all, the Will of the Divine Mysteries had informed her she was the first of her kind. It would have told her if she were the second or one among many.

"Yes, she was," Rimehelm replied with a nod, his expression tinged with a sad smile. "If you manage to kill me, not only will you gain entry into the Mirror Realm to meet her, but you'll also be granted the intricacies of this technique to use as you see fit," he added, as though offering an incentive to encourage Aurora to face him in battle without hesitation.

Contrary to Rimehelm's expectations, his display had the opposite effect: it only stirred Orion's and Aurora's hearts. If possible, they preferred capturing Rimehelm alive rather than killing him.

"Is this the full extent of your technique?" Aurora asked.

Rimehelm responded with a nod.

"Okay. I'm curious to see if you have any surprises left, so I'll let you make the first move," Aurora responded calmly.

Rimehelm's expression twisted into a frown, irritated by Aurora's continued arrogance. "Fine, you were warned," he spat.

As his words ended, he vanished from his spot.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared at both Aurora's left side and behind her simultaneously, swinging his axe diagonally toward her neck.

Two inky black tendrils shot out from the surrounding air, immediately blocking the deadly strikes.

BANGG!!

BANGG!!

BOOM!!

An invisible wind arc surged from the axe, etching itself deep into the ground, nearly splitting the foundation of the fortress.

Unfazed by his blocked attack, Rimehelm remained calm and unleashed a barrage of deadly strikes at Aurora, aiming to cleave her in two.

The hall was in ruins. Rifts in space emerged as his sweeping axe strikes tore through multiple layers, creating countless voids that healed at an incredible pace, only to be fractured again, making the restoration process strenuous.

Had Aurora not trapped their battle within the fortress, the ocean outside would have churned violently and hung in the sky. Countless rifts would have formed in the atmosphere, destabilizing the entire pocket dimension. Fortunately, the dimension was sturdier than she expected and managed to heal the lingering scars of their battle.

Yet, despite the chaotic destruction, Aurora hadn't moved an inch from her position.

Witnessing Aurora's nonchalant demeanour and realizing she wasn't taking him seriously, Rimehelm clenched his teeth and increased the intensity of his attack. His body blurred out of sight, transforming into a whirlwind that cracked the space wherever it passed.

BANGG!!

BOOMM!!

All that could be heard were faint, reverberating clashes of battle buried within the opened voids of their surroundings, echoing throughout the fortress like a deadly melody.

"I've gauged your strength-it's comparable to a 7th-order demigod, with your physical prowess enhanced to that of a 6th-order," Aurora remarked, calmly observing as countless tendrils swirled around her, deflecting Rimehelm's strikes and keeping him from getting too

close.

It was as if an adult was effortlessly fending off the frantic assaults of a toddler-only on a

grand scale.

Sensing the increased intensity of his attacks, Aurora added, "For a mortal, regardless of how you gained this power, it's a compliment-impressive and frightening compared to an average demigod. You should be proud of yourself for achieving such a feat."

Suddenly, Rimehelm's axe stopped swinging, his attacks halting mid-air around Aurora. He floated in place among the cracked fissures before her. His armour was shattered, revealing bulging muscles covered in an inky black armoured layer. Veins pulsed unnaturally, cracks spreading across his skin, with inky black and crimson blood oozing out.

Breathing heavily, Rimehelm struggled to steady himself, his narrowed gaze scrutinizing Aurora. "Haaa...You're too powerful," he admitted with a tired sigh.

Aurora acknowledged his words with a nod as if they were natural. "Is that all the tricks you have up your sleeve?" she asked, her tone and expression calm.

"No," Rimehelm shook his head, his gaze flickering toward Orion, positioned at a distance,

safely behind a barrier.

Aurora's expression darkened into a frown.

In an instant, Rimehelm vanished and reappeared before Orion, swinging his axe at him. The

axe impaled deep into Orion's torso, embedding itself into his body.

"I warned you that your arrogance would lead to harm. Although I hate to do this, after everything I've been through, I'm not willing to die just like that. When you enter the Mirror Realm..." Rimehelm began, attempting to free his axe and unleash another attack. However, he paused mid-sentence, noticing a distortion around Orion's body.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

In the blink of an eye, Orion transformed into a headless, winged entity resembling the

tainted.

Rimehelm's eyes widened in shock at the sudden turn of events. He tried to retreat from the unfamiliar creature, but it was too late. Countless tendrils shot out from the headless entity, wrapping tightly around him and holding him in place.

"What is this?" Rimehelm growled, gritting his teeth in fear and anger as he struggled to break free. But all his efforts were futile; the tendrils bound his entire body, leaving him only

able to move his head.

"It's disappointing you have no other tricks up your sleeve," Aurora spoke. Surprisingly, it didn't come from the Aurora standing behind him.

Aurora and Orion appeared out of thin air at a distance, surrounded by a transparent barrier.

A shiver ran down Rimehelm's spine as he watched the body of the Aurora behind him ripple and transform into a headless, winged entity, just like the one restraining him. He swallowed hard, realizing he hadn't been fighting the real Aurora all this time. And worse still, even the fakes had been enough to subdue him single-handedly.

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