Chapter 278 - No Crying Over Spilt Milk

"Rararararara."

The wind-element monster increased the number of air bombs he could send flying around him. He hurled some of them towards his three enemies as they levitated around him.

Swooossshhh.

Phewwwwwwwwwweeeee.

Some of the air bombs detonated around the three enemies that were approaching the monster. As a result of the detonation, the wind spikes on the bombs accelerated. They shot through the air while creating a distinct whistling sound.

Patooh!

The wind spikes landed on the real Ronny"s body that was protected by his defensive spell and registered an impact. The spikes weren"t enough to break through his defensive spell. But they certainly obstructed his forward momentum by pus.h.i.+ng him back and throwing him off balance.

The two mirages shared Ronny"s condition. But they would be fine as long as the real ranker kept on standing. It was thanks to them that the monster couldn"t focus on the real Ronny entirely.

With his defensive spell still active, Ronny shortened the distance between him and the wind-element hobgoblin at a consistent pace. He made full use of the mirages maintained by Jules from afar and mingled with them to throw the hobgoblin into a state of confusion.

"Sedated Perception.

Stunning Speed.

Blitz Steps.

Blitz Bolt.

Blitz s.h.i.+eld."

Ronny decided to go all-in for his last attack when he found out he was at an optimal distance from his enemy. He used the mirages as a decoy. He wouldn"t hesitate to fight all out if someone came within striking distance, whether they were mirages or the real thing.

Swissssssh.

"Rararararara!"

The hobgoblin cried in pain as he received his first personal injury from Ronny. Unlike the rapier wounds Jules made, which were quick but shallow wounds, the dagger wounds were precise and prominent.

"Blitz Bolt!"

Ronny shouted the name of his attack to increase its potency as he tapped onto the hobgoblin"s shoulder with his palm. The palm contact was the one he had used to run Blitz Bolt through his enemy. Then he gripped the same shoulder and used his hand as a support to lift his legs in the air.

Ronny stood upside down on the hobgoblin"s shoulder with his hand exerting the body weight. He had done this to avoid coming in contact with the monster"s air bombs he had detonated in his previous position.

Ronny spun around using his hand as the lever and got off behind the monster. He changed his spell combo once he found himself at the desired position.

"Blitz Bolt.

Blitz Storm.

Fire snake.

Fireball."

An all-out offensive. Ronny cancelled his defensive spell when he found out he"d be out of the win spikes" danger for a while. He stacked the Blitz Bolt and Fire snake multiple times for maximum impact.

The stacked fire snake spell created multiple fire snakes that climbed the monster"s limbs before restricting his movements. They also created a distinct sizzling sound, as if raw meat was being cooked by coming in contact with the fire.

The stacked Blitz Bolt was run through Ronny"s daggers to increase their damage output. With the desired position in his favour, Ronny made full use of the spells he had cast and made quick work out of his opponent"s back.

"Rarararara."

The hobgoblin"s voice contained a mixed range of emotions. But pain and anger could be identified as the most prevalent among them. He spun hard while carrying two more air bombs in both his hands. But by that time, Ronny had left his previous position and created a safe distance from his opponent.

"Raaaaaaaa"

The monster wasn"t willing to call it quits this easily. He summoned all the air bombs around him, bolstering his defence to prevent Ronny from using the same move again. The move also decreased his firepower. But it was a trade-off he was willing to endure for a while.

Snap!

The monster snapped his finger and a visible white gale was wrapped around him like a shawl. Julie"s panicked voice was heard from behind before Ronny could figure out what the monster was doing:

"Ronny, the monster is using the healing spell to heal himself. Hurry up and interrupt before he finishes patching himself up."

"This s.h.i.+tty purgatory is trying to kill us for real. And Jules, you are a moment too late to give me a heads-up. Say something like this beforehand, d.a.m.n it."

Ronny had only briefly looked at the fight between Jules and the wind-element hobgoblin. He wasn"t aware that the monster could use the healing spell so effectively. Only now did he understand why the illusionist had a hard time with this seemingly insurmountable obstacle.

But there was no use crying over spilt milk. Ronny kept his complaints to himself as he retrieved a random sword from his storage and threw it in the monster"s direction after charging it with the Blitz Bolt. The monster was expecting an attempt of interruption anyway.

He just raised his hand and swung it like swatting a fly in the weapon"s direction. A gust of wind was created after the monster"s action, causing the weapon to travel only an inch away from his cheek.

But the result was what Ronny dreaded and the monster laughed at. The hobgoblin"s serious injuries turned into minor ones, whereas the minor injuries disappeared completely. The efforts Ronny had taken to injure the monster had been rendered in vain because of the monster"s strategic use of healing and defensive spells.

"Rarararara."

The hobgoblin that had just recovered from most of his injuries cried in victory and provocation when he finished his healing spell. He drummed his chest and looked at Ronny with a cunning smile on his face.

"Look at this guy, acting all smug. I wanted to preserve them for later use. But what the h.e.l.l. I"ll have to show this green a.s.shat that he is not the only one with bombs at his disposal."

The monster"s smug reaction p.i.s.sed Ronny for some reason. He retrieved from his storage what he was used to selling on the black market these days.

The terrorist was going to use potion bombs once again!