208 The Great Intelligence of Krey
“Come on! Big brother who plays with forbidden magic! You must defeat the evil bishop of the Rebirth Church!”
“Master Mage, try cutting through his midline!”
Dekan was strolling around the battlefield as if he were taking a leisurely walk in a park, occasionally encouraging Fahim, and at other times giving instructions like a drillmaster.
When Fahim’s blood pressure seemed high enough, Dekan started to mess with Krey’s mind, helping Krey build up his anger.
He shouted towards Krey:
“I heard there’s a bishop in the Rebirth Church who always honors his bets. Who could that be?”
“Could it be the Frenzied Bishop who, after losing everything the day before, causes his opponent to die a miserable death the next day?”
“Regardless of what everyone thinks, I firmly believe that the Frenzied Bishop’s opponent committed suicide!”
Krey paid no attention to Dekan, only roaring in anger as he chased Fahim.
Now, the three people in the center of the battlefield had fallen into a peculiar balance.
Or rather, a deadlock.
Once Krey’s state of maximum rage was triggered, Dekan withdrew the “Ruined Bard.”
After all, the “Ruined Bard” was too fragile, and it would be easy for Fahim or Krey to find an opportunity to destroy it.
If the “Ruined Bard” were ruined and entered a long cooldown period, Dekan would lose his most potent deterrent.
All of Dekan’s infliction of pain depended on the “Ruined Bard” remaining effective.
Without a doubt, the “Ruined Bard” was the core of Dekan’s system, as well as its weakness.
However,
Dekan had long considered the limitations of the “Ruined Bard.”
After reaching the fourth rank and crafting the “Dekan’s Gospel,” Dekan worked on addressing the issue of his system being too reliant on the “Ruined Bard.”
Unfortunately, the visit to the Randir Kingdom went too smoothly.
He didn’t even have the chance to play his new trump card before everything was almost over.
All of this was thanks to Krey.
Upon reflection, perhaps it was due to the cost of the “Luck Contract” signed with Chloix that day—“Dekan’s Life-Long Card-Making Service,” which turned out to be greater than Dekan anticipated, that created such extraordinary effects.
Thus, destiny subtly guided Dekan to encounter this great benefactor, Krey.
As a result, the scheme between the Rebirth Church and the Northern Kingdoms quickly transformed into a farce.
On the battlefield,
Though Krey was already battered and bruised, he persisted in relentlessly chasing Fahim.
Now, his anger had dissipated, and the effect of real damage had ended.
Due to the depletion of his anger, Krey’s attribute stats were significantly weaker than when he was at the peak of his divine form.
Continuously enduring Fahim’s high-damage output, Krey’s recovery rate slowed down.
In addition, Dekan’s interference had set up a large battle acceleration field on the battlefield, and Krey’s mana couldn’t last much longer.
Under normal circumstances, Krey would definitely take out Dekan first as the annoying guy.
But without the “Pain Shield,” if Krey attacked Dekan, not only would he fail to kill Dekan with his life-saving gear, he would also be directly finished off by Dekan’s 60x pain feedback!
So even as Dekan wandered around the battlefield, rubbing the back of his head and constantly taunting Krey, Krey had to be extremely cautious to avoid harming Dekan.
In Krey’s eyes, Dekan was deliberately trolling around the battlefield looking for trouble!
Yet Dekan persisted in torturing Krey, shouting at him:
“Morion was extremely reluctant when we captured and interrogated him. When I told Morion that we were your companions, can you imagine the expression on his face? You can’t, right?!”
“Enough!!”
Krey roared in fury.
He looked like he wanted nothing more than to destroy his hearing.
Though Krey tried his best not to listen to Dekan’s taunts,
Every word Dekan spat out was like a twisted dagger plunging into Krey’s heart.
“But unfortunately, Morion still chose to believe in you. Krey, do you know how Morion looked when he died? The way he struggled to escape, the gradual corruption and decay of his body, it was absolutely intoxicating! It seemed like he was still vainly hoping you would come to rescue him! Hahaha!!”
Dekan’s laughter grew more and more outrageous.
Even the onlookers in the distance began twitching at the corners of their eyes, starting to doubt the positioning of Dekan.
Theoretically speaking, Dekan had performed miracles, holding his own against two bishops.
But looking at Dekan’s behavior and actions,
It seemed he had no right to not be the ultimate villain!!
They feared that after dealing with the two bishops, Dekan would casually walk toward them, pointing and saying: “Next, it’s your turn.”
It would have been no different from a horror movie!
“Shut up!! You worthless dogs!!”
Krey’s rage made his nerves ache, forcing him to release all his hatred for Dekan and Fahim onto Fahim.
This made Fahim increasingly hard-pressed.
Fahim had his “Corrupt Alchemical Beast” decimated earlier by Krey’s real damage, now reduced to less than half its original size.
Fahim was trying to maneuver the battlefield and find food opportunities for the “Corrupt Alchemical Beast” nearby, while simultaneously defending himself against Krey to prevent him from wiping out the “Corrupt Alchemical Beast” entirely.
Finally, when Krey’s anger subsided and his attacks weren’t as fierce, Dekan’s words gave him a boost as though he had multiple beneficial buffs.
“Damn!”
Fahim wanted to curse Dekan. He trembled, trembling and trying to speak.
But Fahim’s voice was silenced again.
He could only make angry and meaningless “grrr!” sounds.
This made Krey assume that Fahim intended to fight to the death with him.
Actually, Fahim wanted to escape, but he couldn’t.
Krey, driven by the notion of mutual annihilation, was clinging to Fahim, not letting Fahim escape.
Fahim, a close-range killing mage, naturally couldn’t escape the clutches of the berserker that was Krey.
Meanwhile, Dekan, who appeared to be wandering around the battlefield, was carefully maintaining a safe distance from Fahim.
Dekan was also preventing Fahim from being desperate enough to neglect Krey’s attack and direct all his spells at Dekan, choosing mutual destruction.
After dozens of seconds of a desperate fight,
Finally, Fahim was defeated repeatedly in order to preserve the “Corrupt Alchemical Beast”. Krey seized the opportunity, delivering a barrage of attacks that shattered Fahim’s shield, causing Fahim to spit blood and fly away, utterly breaking Fahim’s last line of defense.
Without hesitation as soon as the thought arose, Krey’s feet sank, and his fists shot out like cannonballs with dazzling silver light, aiming for Fahim’s chest to finish him off with a killer move!
Fahim could have avoided the attack initially.
But at this moment, Dekan finally made his move!
Without warning, he used “Sun Fist,” taking away Fahim’s vision.
Fahim had no chance to clearly see Krey’s motion before hearing the whistling air nearby. Exhausted to the bone, Fahim could only instinctively grit his teeth and, much to Krey’s surprise, attempt to grab Krey’s attacking fist…
And the “Corrupt Alchemical Beast” covered Fahim’s hand like armor.
A buzzing sound rang out as Fahim’s hand made contact with Krey’s fist!
The eerie green aura of the corrupted magic on Fahim’s injured hand was dim compared to the lightning wrapped around Krey’s hands.
But this was Fahim’s ultimate “Body Destruction” magic, capable of destroying the enemy’s internal organs upon direct contact.
Under the force of the collision, Fahim immediately heard the sound of his own hand bones cracking! Several “cracks!”
At this point, Fahim disregarded the pain, gripping Krey’s fist tightly and unleashing the “Body Destruction” magic to its fullest extent.
A gurgling sound rang out from Krey’s body as his bones shattered and his internal organs corroded.
At the same time, blood gushed from Krey’s nose and mouth continuously, sapping his strength and preventing him from pursuing Fahim further. He took a couple of wobbly steps before collapsing onto the ground.
However, Krey’s warrior combat instinct was not to be underestimated. The moment he realized the corrosion was spreading from his hand up his arm, he smashed Fahim’s waist with his foot.
With a “hoo,” Fahim flew away like a bird with a broken wing.
The two bishops had both been gravely injured.
But,
Dekan’s intervention at a critical moment had finally revealed his intentions.
He wasn’t Fahim’s teammate at all!
At this point, Krey’s body was surrounded by steam-like effects as his self-healing capabilities kicked in, allowing him to shakily stand up again.
Despite his not-so-great condition, with his high vitality and recovery rate, he was regenerating much faster than Fahim.
“You… ”
Krey’s eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the situation.
Dekan had clearly helped him earlier.
This meant that Dekan wasn’t Fahim’s teammate at all!
He had just wanted to eliminate both Fahim and himself!
And at that moment, when Krey looked into Fahim’s eyes full of hatred and helplessness, he finally understood.
Fahim had been deceived too.
Now the truth was laid bare.
“Dekan! Your time has come!”
Fahim shouted in anger.
This time, Dekan didn’t silence or mute Fahim anymore.
Because those effects were meaningless now.
They were about to go all-in.
Fahim finally let out the emotions he had been suppressing for a long time.
He no longer needed to focus on defeating Krey and could now dedicate himself fully to killing Dekan!
And Krey, realizing he’d been tricked, would go absolutely berserk, fighting Dekan to the death!!!
At that point, even if Fahim couldn’t deal with Dekan and the reinforcements from the Randir Kingdom, he could sell out Krey, the fool, and escape on his own!
The current situation was not bad for Fahim!
The one truly in a dire situation was Krey, the damn fool!
Just as Fahim grinned wickedly, ready to confront Dekan,
“Boom, boom, boom…”
A gust of wind suddenly swirled around Fahim.
“…Hmm?”
Fahim was taken aback and looked around.
There was no one.
He saw Krey had already turned and run towards the city gates.
This made Fahim disbelieving what he saw.
Krey…
Had fled?!
Fahim stared at Krey’s disappearing back as he staggered, unable to speak.
He was completely dumbfounded.
Krey, the guy who he was counting on to be useful, had unhesitatingly chosen to flee at such a crucial moment?!
Even Dekan was momentarily stunned, unconsciously scratching the back of his head.
Dekan thought Krey would be enraged and fight him to the death.
However, he just staged a “sneak away.”
“This guy is indeed a genius…”
Dekan realized that Krey always pulled off unexpected moves.
Each one was critical and fatal, completely a teammate breaker.
Even Dekan wasn’t sure for a moment whether Krey was acting or pretending.
Could this guy be a “Zhuge Krey”?!
Dekan shook his head with a sigh.
“You laugh at Krey for being a fool, but Krey laughs at you for being dead.”
Dekan looked at Fahim, who was still in denial, with pity.
Soon, Fahim followed Krey’s line of thinking.
When Krey realized Fahim wasn’t an enemy, that his only enemy was Dekan alone, Krey didn’t let anger consume him or make an impulsive decision.
Instead, he carefully analyzed the situation in his mind, creating a decision tree.
Krey had two choices: fight or flee.
Then consider whether he could win the fight or escape.
From a logical perspective, if Krey chose to fight, and Fahim also chose to fight,
Regardless of whether they could handle Dekan or how difficult it was to deal with the Randir Kingdom reinforcements,
Krey couldn’t harm Dekan!
Locked blood plus 60x counter-pain was insurmountable!
If Krey decided to team up with Fahim against Dekan, he could very well end up as Fahim’s cannon fodder.
The best outcome would likely be Fahim surviving, while Dekan and Krey perished.
If Krey chose to fight and Fahim chose to flee,
Krey would be doomed for sure.
Now, consider the feasibility of fleeing.
It was known that Dekan struggled to retain two people at the same time, and even if he did, it was hard to achieve double kills.
Moreover, Dekan aimed for stability, not brutality.
His goal was likely just to steadily kill one, rather than risking letting both severely injured bishops escape in pursuit of a double extermination.
So, regardless of Fahim’s choice, as long as Krey chose to flee,
As long as he outran Fahim, Dekan would choose to eliminate Fahim instead of engaging in a protracted battle with the sturdy Krey.
The conclusion was, Krey had to seize this brief opportunity to escape!
Once he broke free from Dekan, the symbolic pursuit forces of the Randir Kingdom were nothing to dread!
“Krey… you son of a bitch!?”
Fahim stared at the increasingly distant figure of Krey fleeing.
He couldn’t believe what he was seeing.
Krey, the inept teammate who had betrayed him throughout the ordeal,
Suddenly transformed into the embodiment of wisdom at the final moment, his IQ skyrocketing to 250!
Fahim suddenly felt for a moment that the most hateful person in the world wasn’t Dekan anymore.
If he could do it all over again, his only wish would be to kill Krey, that blasted bastard, a thousand times, ten thousand times!!!
