Battle and Sex Is All A Primordial Fiend Needs - Chapter 470: Trapped And To Be Executed

It was just a net made of needles and qi, but Basco felt like he had been hit by a mountain, one that had decided to stick to him and bring him down.

With his unstoppable descent, Basco had no time to think about how he had ended up getting trapped, his escape foiled.

After hitting him, the wall of the net had covered him like a real net, and with its body tenacity being above what Basco would have expected, he could only allow himself to be pulled down and fall to the ground.

The loud boom that erupted as a result of Basco’s crash shook the earth, the trees all around waved like they were in the midst of a tsunami, and the ground trembled like it had collided with another planet.

Waves of wind and dust blew and filled the surroundings, and while they could have settled down with calm returning if given time, a certain woman was impatient. So, as she descended, she waved her hand and swept it all away.

The confused raging winds and the dust clouds, which had been most prominent, were made nonexistent with Maggy’s wave, and she took delight in the sight of seeing her target stuck under her net.

The thought that Basco would free himself from her net didn’t bother Maggy, and that was because he was now on the ground. Perhaps in the air, he could have escaped, but fortunately, one of the mysteries of her techniques had caught Seth off guard.

Just like every other target who had been captured by her net, Basco had failed to notice that when the green net approached him, its structure had been reflected into the space all around him.

The distinguishing factor between Kaisers and overseers was that overseers used laws, and seeing that Maggy’s domain was earth, Basco had failed to pick up on the free qi behind him being manipulated to build a net around him.

In the air, where Maggy had to struggle with the manipulation of free qi, that was where Basco had his best chance of dealing with her, but now that he was on the ground, manipulating the law of the earth to strengthen the net was way easier and cheaper for her, and there was also the fact that she was making the net heavier.

With the law of the earth at her disposal, Maggy uneasily increased the weight of the net on Basco, planning to crush him to paste.

Having managed to orient himself and land on his feet, at the moment, Basco’s knees were buckling as he had both hands up, grabbing onto the net placed on him and struggling to stay on his feet.

To anyone who was not Basco, at the moment, he made for the most humorous of scenes, and to an extent, the man had to be thankful Seth was not here to see this.

Laws were terrifying, and as Basco stood trying to prevent himself from being squashed by a net, he was reminded why overseers were banned from having conflict with anyone below their cultivation, no matter what.

No matter how much of his lightning he had charged and exploded out of him, Basco could not scratch the net, whatever principle the net worked on was one that superseded Basco’s understanding and the norm.

“Damn it, I can’t keep like this, I have to get rid of this, and I can do so if I switch to my blue lightning, but the thing is that if I do so, the time it will take me to switch and the massive reduction in my strength will leave me being crushed.”

As a top fighter and a world-known genius, though still at the Kaiser level, Basco had already partially comprehended the law of lightning. But the funny thing was his comprehension surprisingly only applied to his blue lightning, and unfortunately, right now, he was using his white lightning.

“Never thought a time would come I’d wish I could downgrade,” Basco grumbled. After all, despite the comprehension he had of blue lightning, his white lightning was still far stronger than it in every aspect except when it came to dealing with other laws.

“I can imagine how strong I’ll be when I comprehend the white lightning,” Basco thought, grinning as his entire body buckled under the pressure of the net. Then he made his decision as he saw Maggy begin approaching.

“Raaaaaaaar!”

With a shout, Basco gathered all his strength and then pushed up, forcing the net to go up by some inches. Then as fast as he could, he brought down his right hand; his qi took a fluctuation and then,

“Booooooom!”

Wanting to end Basco as fast as possible, Maggy’s focus was on the net she had successfully dropped on him. The woman increased the net’s weight as fast as she could, and while doing this, she slowly descended. But then, as she saw Seth put his all into pushing the net higher up and then without warning, a feeling of danger hit her. This was followed by a crackling explosion from Seth, and then a white beam instantly shot towards her.

For a moment, the world was drowned in white, bright sparkling rays traveling for miles and daring to rival the sun. Then all of a sudden, it was gone. Like a flash, the world returned to normal, and looking at the place where the powerful light had originated, a man could be seen sitting on his knees, heaving as he let out several bloody coughs.

With his shirt being smudged with dirt and sporting several tears, the man raised his head. While using his left hand to wipe his bloody lips, he looked around with a wince on his face as he struggled to put his soul sense into use.

“God, that better have worked or I might just die today,” Basco thought. A second after this went through his head, a picture of Dorian appeared in his mind, and his vision went tightening.

“Where are you, damn it,” Basco cried internally as he narrowed his gaze. A few seconds later, Basco’s stressed and pained soul sense picked up on a presence some meters to his right and just as he found this presence, Maggy’s figure came fizzling into existence.

Though he was down on his knees and dealing with a fatigued body and possibly injured soul sense while his opponent was standing and looking at him with hate, Basco felt quite relaxed. This was a result of Maggy’s missing left arm and shoulder.

Basco had just let out a deep breath of relief at seeing that his opponent was gravely injured and was just about to make his next move when something hot and metallic rested on his neck.

“Do you know how many nights I’ve dreamt of this situation?” A soft, happy, and very familiar voice said, and Basco felt dread crawl up his skin.

“Alice,” Basco muttered.