Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel

As the volley of Spiritual blasts fell on Barbara, Chiron watched from a distance.

Like the others, he was also on his flying core beasts.

Chiron had faced one or two bronze rank fighters before, but never had he seen one like Barbara.

After all, how was it that a Bronze rank cultivator could receive such volley of blasts from Tersseracts and still be standing.

Of course the power that one tesseract could produce was said to be the full energy hit of a bronze rank fighter.

However, how was it possible that she could take on so many without a single scracth on her skin.

Chiron shook his head as he turned to Mani, and then he gave a side smile.

At least for now, things were still going according to plan.

"MANI!!!" Barbara's voice cut through the loud chaos of the battlefield.

By now, the vandorian army was already engaged in fierce battle with the Highlanders.

The bold Highlanders, with their determination to see their oppressors fall to the very end were relentless in their pursuit.

This was most especially true for those that were of the Red aura tribe of anger and the yellow tribe of fear.

the battlefield itself became a party of bright aura colors, all aimed at tearing their opponents apart.

The plan had been a simple one. Use the core beasts to tear apart the defenses of the enemy, and then take the Vandorian army apart while they were down and exhausted.

So far, it was proving to be a very solid plan. However, even Barbara was aware that sooner than later, the vast advantage that an organized army like this have in discipline would tumble the face of the War.

She was smart enough to know that the Vandorian army had more developed weaponry, and more discipline than the unruly highland.

There was also the most fundamental part which was the blessing of the Bear mother to see a few seconds into the future.

Which such subtle tricks, it was only natural that she had to act fast.

The moment she called to Mani, he rushed over to her side.

She protected him against attacks as he placed the Mirror egg on the ground.

Instantly, he made a long diagonal cut on his arm.

His blood immediately rushed out of his body, down his arms and unto the Mirror egg.

*WHUM!!!*

It was like the ring of a bell. The echoes, spreading a large range from the center point of the battlefield.

Those that were close enough, were most affected.

Instantly, the Vandorian soldiers all felt a *peng* in their heads.

This reduced their defenses as it did their ability to fight back as a result of loss of the Bear mother's blessing.

However, it was not enough. This camp was very very large. With the amount of blood poured on the Mirror egg, the effect, range of the mirror egg was not so large.

Barbara turned to Mani, "It is not enough. We need more! more brothers are joining the battle and the range is large. Give it more!"

Mani heard her request and he nodded at this. He made another cut with his sword on his other hand and surely, more blood poured unto the Mirror egg.

This made the field of effect even wider. Barbara's eyes widened as her smile got broader.

"Good! Good!! Even MORE!!!"

At this point, Mani was at a loss for what to do. He had already lost a lot of blood but more than that, he was starting to feel weak.

He coughed up some blood from his mouth. this blood was bright red in color. One could say that it was brighter than usual.

Mani was no fool. he could clearly see that he was now coughing up his blood essence.

In fact, deep in his head, he could see that his dantain was shaky. In fact, it had cracks on the walls.

For whatsoever reason, the mirror egg was damaging him.

Getting one's Dantain damaged was never a good thing. This could lead to a loss of power. After all, his father had had a dantain injury and he ended up losing his cultivation.

There were even some very extreme cases where an individual had lost their lives because of an injury to the dantain.

If he was not careful, he could end up like those ones, blowing up into nothingness.

Such a Scenario played in his head and he wanted to stop. However, he suddenly heard Barbara's voice again.

"These Vandorian scum took a peaceful life from You. They took your wife, raped her, and forced her to suicide, and here you are, at the edge of executing vengeance for what they took from you, and you are more bothered by the few drops of blood you have lost?

Or have you forgotten how their beast took pleasure from her body, and her innocent blood run through the streets of your village."

Those words instantly excited a kind of settled range deep within him.

After all, how could he forget such a thing. Even till now, he remembered the smell of her blood mixed with the earth, and the stain of her tears as they ran down her cheeks, pleading for help.

He still remembered her gaze, locked with his own, as she endured the biggest suffering of her life that led to her death.

As his anger was roused, the Blue aura rune on his chest shone slightly, suddenly igniting his Dantain. Instead of the normal Purple that came as a result of his Aura color, his body gave out red aura.

It was just like the time he had fought against the vandorian soldiers.

Trauma was resurrecting his hate and thus his anger, which in turn poured out in red aura.

Although this happened, it did not stop his dantain from showing more cracks on the walls.

These cracks would heal up as a result of the Blue rune of hope that granted healing properties, but would then crack up again.

This was a terribly process that continually repeated itself again and again, until those cracks started to show on his skin.