Drawing Cards in the Middle Ages to Rise in Ranks-Chapter 586 - 360: Survival Against All Odds

The battle had turned into a war of attrition.

To the onlookers, it still seemed like an exhilarating duel between masters, but in reality, Losa was already struggling to keep up, finding it increasingly difficult to mount an effective counterattack.

This guy is really cautious...

If it weren't for Victor constantly guarding against his Dragon Flame, retreating immediately after each attack, the defensive power of the Holy Cross Plate Armor might not be enough to withstand those two White Bone Blades.

Losa instinctively glanced at the tightly closed courtroom door.

He let out a soft sigh.

Lavinia was a person of strong principles, and their acquaintance was still early. No matter how he saw it, she wouldn't abandon her adherence to justice and fairness for his sake.

Though he knew this well in his heart, Losa still felt a bit disappointed.

Crack—

Two sharp Bone Blades stabbed from behind Losa, piercing through the weak joint in his shoulder defense. By the time Losa turned to counterattack, Victor had already appeared dozens of meters away, coldly watching him.

Black mist surged around, and the flesh around Losa's wounds squirmed, rapidly sealing up as if zipped together in a blink.

But his face turned three shades paler.

The power of the Holy Cross Plate Armor was enough to support him in battle for a long time.

Yet it was a battle with no hope in sight; Losa felt like a giant with feet made of clay being toyed with, possessing immense power to deliver a lethal blow, yet unable to even touch his opponent.

Even when deliberately feigning weakness, the opponent remained so cautiously flawless.

Preferring to use the most foolish, yet safest, method, without considering the possibility of ending the fight quickly.

Negative emotions piled up layer by layer in Losa's heart, suddenly jolting him as he realized his speed had unknowingly slowed significantly—not right, why had his mind become so fragile?

Could there be poison on the blade?

Just as this thought arose.

Losa staggered and nearly fell to the ground, the Dragon Bloodline coursing through his body momentarily overshadowed by a gray veil, the flow of blood suddenly dropping as if a once smooth machine had abruptly grown rusty, emitting creaky noises with each movement like an old and neglected mechanism.

"You've done well to last this long."

Victor smiled, his figure flashing to appear behind Losa.

The white and creepy Bone Blades gleamed under the sunlight, like the bared fangs of a smiling hell demon.

He swung his blades down fiercely.

Time seemed to freeze.

Holding a pair of high heels in her hand, with bare feet, the judge lady hurriedly shouted, "Decree·Stagnation, Decree·Purification."

The power of two decrees descended consecutively.

At the critical moment, Losa forced a reverse bridge fall, spewing Dragon Flame from his mouth, causing Victor to quickly retreat without pursuing the advantage.

Meanwhile.

The majestic and grand courtroom doors had already swung open, with people from the jury seats pouring out.

They were curious to know how strong the long-dormant Asura Inner Guard truly was and what allowed the Flaming Demon Wolf from the Saluzzo Family to fight up to this point.

Watching as the crowd scattered like wild animals, within moments, all that remained in the vast courtroom were a group of ordinary trial judges, who lightly tapped the wooden gavel in their hand and softly said, "Court adjourned."

He had not cared about the trial from the beginning, whether it was the cause, the process, or the outcome.

What kind of people were present?

A bunch of beasts!

Wolves in human skin!

Could laws and civilization actually bind them? Impossible.

The law enforcer escorted Mr. Madlen away with a relieved smile.

The sound of clinking chains was exceptionally harsh in the quiet courtroom.

Lavinia, your persistence was meaningless from the start.

If you weren't from the Wolf Race, either you would be abducted to serve as a flicker in some shady industry, or you would die in some alley, your body gnawed by rats, ending up as an unsolved mystery.

Heh, indeed "what should be done has been done, fate cannot be thwarted."

He rose slowly, removed the solemn Lombard Eagle Emblem judge's hat, and walked out through the back door.

He had no intention of watching the Wolf Race's spectacle because whoever won or lost would only remind him of his own powerlessness.

Victor had retreated several tens of meters, his face blackened. Though the Dragon Flame hadn't hit him directly, the mere residual heat had set his hair ablaze. If he hadn't reacted promptly, he might've been bald by now. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Alright, very good, you've successfully angered me."

He hadn't suffered any injuries, but the level of this attack was extremely insulting to him.

Especially in front of so many people.

As the esteemed Wolf Lord's Guard, the White Bone Asura, he hadn't even managed to take down a relatively unknown rising star from the Saluzzo Family—this was damaging to the Yakxi Family's, and even the Wolf Lord's, prestige.

"After I kill you, I'll tan your head and display it on my trophy rack."

Losa glanced at Lavinia, smiled, and said, "I want to do the same, but unfortunately, after this battle, the only thing on my trophy rack will be your ashes."

As soon as he finished speaking, he charged towards Victor with bold strides.

By now, with Lavinia's decree infusing him, Losa could barely keep up with Victor's speed. He chose to initiate the attack mainly to engage Victor, preventing him from targeting Lavinia.

In terms of combat prowess, Lavinia might rank as an Elite Centurion, but she fell far short compared to Victor.

Clang—

The Cross Sword inflamed with black Demon Fire aimed directly at Victor's face.

In just a brief moment, both sides exchanged dozens of blows.

Losa faced dual blades with a single sword, showing no sign of being at a disadvantage. At this moment, he displayed the refined sword skills honed alongside Demon Hunters and Cherina at Ker Morhan, showcasing them brilliantly.

"Amazing! If this Flaming Demon Wolf from the Saluzzo Family survives today, he will undeniably be one of the Wolf Race's top experts in the future."

"No way, even with help from the Bologna Family's little girl, can he still manage to compete evenly with the renowned Wolf Lord's Guard?"

Among the onlookers, the Wolf Race murmured amongst themselves.

Most of them couldn't discern the true situation of the battle between the two, only realizing that such a famous Wolf Lord's Guard couldn't even defeat a rising star from the Saluzzo Family, which was utterly disgraceful.

"Seems like this Wolf Lord's Guard is overestimated."

Some strong figures from other prominent families began to stir.

They had long been displeased with the Yakxi Family's reckless behavior during this period.

The only reason they tolerated over and over was because of the Wolf Lord's too prominent reputation?