My legendary class is Husband Of Deathwill Sisters?! - Chapter 465 Olivia versus Ira

Chapter 465 Olivia versus Ira

“Who the fuck are you?” Ira growled at Olivia, whose eyes had been unbearable; so unbearable that Ira wanted to gouge them out. For that alone, she directed her wrath at her, asking questions.

Olivia curved her lips into a smile, then replied, “Alexander Deathwill Mao’s girlfriend and soon-to-be wife. In a few years, we will have two kids, and I will have them bully Schnee’s brats. And who the fuck are you, slut?”

Ira hissed, her long and bushy and red hair swaying behind her. She wore a long coat with her chest and nether region exposed. Those were bandaged, just like her right thigh.

“Ira… I will crush your dreams and still your boyfriend!” she howled like an animal, her curves bursting out with the sin of wrath mana. Her bandages slightly tore, revealing her tanned skin.

Ira rose higher in the skies, standing above Olivia.

Olivia chortled, “So, no word about yourself? You are a really pitiful existence who can only bark; even dogs have more meaning than you.” Her spear rose, then she chucked it at Ira, whose joined fists had been descending at her.

Spear and Ira clashed mid-air; the former lost significantly as there was no user holding the weapon. Olivia promptly turned her spear into a lightning bolt, called it to her side, clenched it tightly, then lurched at her enemy.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Out of all sins, the word maddened suited Ira the most. She fought without any care for her wellbeing, her Wrath surging with each failed or defended attack. She kept shoving her fists at Olivia’s pretty face and maturing body.

There was neither style nor concept behind her mana. She primitively attacked, relying on her inborn instincts, which were sharp due to her mother’s wrath.

Olivia had a class, of course. As she had found her path in the Winged Realm and trained with Danielle, Olivia developed new skills to carry her lightning — the skill was similar to Meiya, which resulted in them having lots of verbal clashes.

After exchanging blows with Ira and having her robes dirtied with mixed blood, Olivia called forth her skill. The wind rustled around her, and puffy clouds started spinning around Olivia.

They turned black as if Olivia could load her anger into those clouds, and the ear-piercing thunder howled from within those fluffy objects. Soon, lightning bolts descended in abundance!

Olivia hurtled them at Ira, of course, who had been punching them with an irked expression. But deep inwardly, the sin of wrath enjoyed that challenge, and pain searing her skin drew more adrenaline!

“You need more lightning if you want to stop me before seizing Alexander!” Ira laughed loudly, which was akin to a howl, always making sure to go after Olivia, not giving the young lady break.

Olivia tilted her head, “All I hear is barking!”

“Haha!” Ira roared, her mana suddenly surging to unbelievable heights. Her speed went beyond what Olivia could see, and her punch connected as though Olivia had been frozen, breaking her nose and causing her to lose consciousness for a few seconds.

As Olivia returned to her senses, one of her eyes immediately dilated as Ira was again close to her, a savage punch going after her head again!

BANG!

It connected! The strength behind that one was much stronger than before — Olivia believed her skull cracked — and her body started descending as strength left her body!

Fear took over Olivia as she suddenly lost all control over her battle and herself. But the sudden warmth flooded her as that emotion took over her heart.

[Warmth Of Passion has been passively used.]

All control over her body and fate returned at once. All pain disappeared, and Olivia’s eyes gleamed in resolution. She recalled the purpose of that skill and how it had happened.

Thus, as her feelings and new yearning drummed in her heart, Olivia — still falling in the skies — spread her palm and raised it high as if trying to reach something. She naturally didn’t want to get a hold of Ira, who was madly laughing above her, descending at Olivia, but open the gates to Purgatory!

[He said I haven’t played enough games. Come and have a round, child.]

The voice she had heard once rang out in Olivia’s ears — no, it came from her soul! In that instant, the time froze for real, and Olivia found herself in Purgatory. The memories and emotions of her mother swarmed Olivia’s heart. And then, as Olivia perfectly embraced the past, memories of many prominent figures filled her.

Cruelty, death, betrayal, sadness, grief… For a second, it seemed like Olivia had all of the universe’s pain within her.

Nothing of that mattered as Warmth Of Passion coursed through her. As long as Alex fought alongside her, Olivia could easily deal with those emotions.

And so the gates opened again, kicking away Olivia. But as red mana followed her, it was confirmed that Olivia had cleared The Goddess’ game.

[You are lucky as I have always hated her hysterical laughs. This child of hers reminds me of her tantrums.]

The time resumed.

Olivia was not the same as before, however. Her wounds were gone, face clear of punches, she locked her eyes on Ira, and the demonic scales started donning her curves. The tight and tough red skin wrapped Olivia entirely.

She was like an armored red knight. However, Olivia started evolving even further as her black clouds stirred and started going into her curves. Once in contact with her armor, her clouds turned red and thick, then they began leaving her body from her back, forming fluffy wings!

Now, she was like a red angel, quite a strong one!

Olivia clenched her spear; her lightning crackled and howled, her body propelled by the new wings; she added all her mana and strength to that one strike!

“Eat shit and get shafted in your next life.”

The spear crackled, grinning, then Olivia pelted it at Ira, who had already been in a punching pose. Her hand was black from the mana, as though coated in a black glove, ready to intercept the weapon.

BANG!

Ira’s laughter subsided over time, and as cracks formed on her black fist, she became expressionless for the first time. She pushed through, but the lightning spear was just too strong, and blood soon spurted from her hand; an immense pain followed it.

She cried and wanted to take back her hand, to no avail. Feeling helpless like never before, Ira lifted her head. She couldn’t see her sisters, for she had also been engaged in their battles.

But much higher than her, Ira saw the sin of wrath, Alexander Deathwill. Her lips parted-

“He’s mine,” Olivia grasped the hilt of her spear, pushed her spear forward, and pierced through Ira’s whole arm! She then swiftly went through Ira’s heart, ending her life with a victorious smile.

Ira turned into raw energy; Olivia’s lightning cleansed the consciousness, then she lifted her spear high!

And as she had done that, Olivia noticed that Schnee was the same.

They noticed each other’s eyes, then smiled in precisely the same way.

“I think I was first.”

Those words would trigger a verbal battle soon enough.