My Servant System

Chapter 1185: Chapter 1184: Fighting The Caliph... Again



Warily alternating my gaze between the hammer wielding man and the lazy Fiend, I held my sword loosely by my side while I recuperated some more mana after the earlier debacle, while also trying to buy myself more time since I needed to think about what to do.

This Fiend was clearly the looming threat that I had been waiting for, one that was so clearly above the mortal grasp of power that I knew fully well that there was little chance of coming out alive should they actually desire a fight.

That realization was a harrowing one as I stared at the Fiend, and it made my heart drop a little as I wondered how likely it was for me to find a way to come out of this alive, if there was anything I could do to return to everyone else before this teleporting Fiend could grab me again.

Sensing that, the Fiend perched itself atop one of the nearby buildings and chuckled quietly as it said "Ah, scheming already? Trying to find a way to escape from me? There are ways, and I am certain your blue skinned owner has already told you one such way, but... I can make it far simpler for you, dog."

The Caliph just stood opposite of me silently, his eyes fixed to mine as he waited for me to make a move; all of his enchanted jewelry was still dangling from his neck, wrists, and sitting snugly on his fingers, which were wrapped around the haft of that gigantic hammer.

"You see, I am not entirely your 'enemy' in the sense that I wish to kill you. Am I on the opposite side of this fight currently? Certainly, however I am also a purveyor of talent; talent that I see within you and talent that I don't hope is ill given. Amuse me and show off that talent by winning, and I'll let you walk."

That got a reaction from the Caliph as he turned around to shout "The hell you will! If she somehow wins you're supposed to-!", though that was an opening that I was NOT going to pass up on as I lunged forwards quietly and stabbed my blade towards the Caliph's head, though he wasn't as airy in said head as I would have liked.

Spinning back around and blocking with his hammer, the man clicked his tongue and snarled "Then I just gotta kill a bitch lest this Fiend screw everything up!" as he pushed me back with the flat of his hammer, using the giant head to move me and give himself the room he needed to pull it back and swing.

With my momentum now going backwards, the only option I had to avoid being hit hard and sent to an early grave was to keep heading backwards as his hammer rose into the air and began to fall down to the sand covered road beneath us.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Throwing myself back, I rolled away from the impact and duly noted that there was now a crater in the ground where I had once been, the bricks shattering and turning into dust from the force of the impact, which was definitely going to be less disastrous than what it would have done to my bones.

Following that slam the Caliph hoisted his hammer and lunged forwards, swinging it again and this time attempting to smack me around as he went for a horizontal attack, covering a large swathe of area with the powerful weapon.

As it traveled through the air he activated the enchantment on it and sent a barrage of lightning towards me as well, forcing me back once more as I found out quickly that he had learned from our last battle.

He was no longer berating me with his 'flirtations' nor was he treating this like a simple spar before he would be safely teleported away; this time he was pushing the attack and not giving me any breathing room as he swung his hammer to spread that lightning while also ensuring I had no time at all to cast a spell.

The difference, however, was that I no longer needed to use my hands to cast spells, so when I found myself an opening I went ahead and shouted "[Gale]!", whipping up a strong wind that blasted against his side and took advantage of the trajectory of his hammer to spin him around.

As he was recovering from the sudden addition of force to his side, I leapt back to create space as I added "[Hoarfrost Spike]!" to the equation as well, summoning a thick spike of ice to stab at him from below as I began to put pressure on him.

Sadly, as the spike impacted his ribs and looked like it would pierce through his armor, one of his pendants shone brilliantly before shattering, covering him in a thick layer of mana that repelled the attack perfectly, before all of that mana was funneled into his hammer.

Electricity bounced off of the metal surface and began to turn the grains of sand on the ground into glass as it arced around at random, giving his weapon an absurd buff that he put to use right away as he swung it again, though I was still many feet away from him.

That didn't matter as he let out a shout before slamming the hammer into the ground, allowing the mana to be released in a storm that ripped at the bricks while it traveled towards me at a furious pace, each bolt filled to the brim with power that would definitely deal incredible damage.

Dozens of bolts flashed towards me, and I quickly encased myself in ice as I prayed that they weren't as strong as they looked, funneling my mana towards the thick sheet of ice only to grit my teeth as I noticed the Caliph rushing behind his storm straight towards me with that hammer raised high once more.

I needed to think of something here, otherwise there wasn't going to be the question of whether or not that Fiend was telling the truth; I would be too dead to even ponder about it, so a strategy needed to be formed right now for me to survive this.