Capítulo 113: Sigfor vs. Leader of Heretics!
The black hooded man slowly took off his hood revealing his facial features to Sigfor.
"You are indeed right. I am Jetia, one of the twelve saints of the Unholy Sun Sect."
"Jetia!" Sigfor's body trembled with rage; he recognized the name very well.
Not only him, in fact, but most of the exorcists would be aware of him.
Among the exorcists, the list of the twelve saints of the famous heretic sects was quite infamous.
Among all the heretic groups, the Unholy Sun Sect was particularly infamous for its dangerous deeds and the sins they had committed.
The number of exorcists that had died at their hands was in the tens of thousands, and the innocent civilians and normal humans sacrificed by them had long surpassed the hundred thousand mark.
The Exorcist Union had already issued warrants for them, and every single saint had an enormous bounty placed on their heads. The bounty was not only limited to money but also included various treasures.
The Unholy Sun Sect had very dark and strict requirements for selecting the saints from numerous other heretics.
They usually had the saint candidates compete; the more terrible a sin one commits or the more damage one causes to humanity, the more likely they were to become a saint.
Jetia, the man in front of him, was the youngest person to ever become the saint of the Unholy Sun Sect.
He was infamous for planning mass genocides; over twelve towns were sacrificed by him to the demons in one night.
He had killed many potential exorcists and caused a lot of damage. In particular, he was known to hunt down and slaughter specific high-ranking targets, most of which were either exorcists or related to them.
The atrocities that Jetia had committed were numerous, and he was to be killed on sight; all exorcists from the Union were ordered as such.
He was a heretic that had to be exorcised on sight!
There was no redemption for him.
He was one of the most wanted criminals of humanity. Sigfor had personally heard of his comrades suffering at the hands of Jetia.
The death of his comrades' beloved families and his friends further fueled his rage.
"Very well, Jetia, I have been looking all over for you. To think you will deliver yourself to me. Today, I will collect your head and use it to set an example for all heretics!"
Sigfor stated firmly as the aura behind him exploded.
Jetia, on the other hand, looked at him mockingly and asked, "I can see you have a great deal of hatred towards me. Is it revenge that you seek? Did I kill your family or maybe your lover?"
"Bastard, don't dare mention them with your soiled tongue!"
Sigfor waved his hand, and a gray-colored spear made out of espera launched toward Jetia at a terrifyingly fast speed.
Jetia saw this with narrowed eyes and used his dark espera to counter the incoming spear, making it disperse with a loud booming sound.
The ground beneath them shook from the impact, dust rising into the air like a storm cloud.
"I don't really remember my victims. Too bad for you that the killer of your relatives doesn't even remember their names. Hahaha."
Sigfor did not say anything; his heart was beating with anger. He clasped his hands together, and the next moment, twenty talismans floated in front of him.
Each talisman was inscribed with unknown runes that were pulsing with life and espera.
Jetia frowned when he saw that. Although he didn't know what the talismans were for, one thing he knew was that the attack was going to be quite dangerous.
He had already sensed the latter's strength and concluded Sigfor to be at the peak of Rank-3—extremely close to breaking through to Rank-4.
He could not afford to be careless with this old man, or his head would really be sent flying.
'I have to get him into the array without him noticing…' he thought deeply. Other than that, there was no other way to deter Sigfor for an extended period of time.
Sigfor was already using his powerful moves right from the start. The espera gathering in those talismans was abundantly terrifying.
The talismans glowed in a bright red color as ten red beams of espera emerged from them.
Sigfor made a hand gesture, his eyes focused and killing intent visible in them.
"Go!"
He directly controlled those destructive red streaks with his fingers. All of them were aimed at Jetia.
"Humph!"
Jetia sneered, as he made a hand gesture himself, and soon a huge hexagonal surface emerged behind his back. The red streaks, when close to him, were suddenly diverted and sucked into the hexagonal surface behind.
Sigfor was not surprised. He instead took out a huge wooden board from his storage artifact and channeled his espera into it.
The wooden board floated in the air, and characters made out of black ink started appearing on the board.
The board let out a whizzing sound as the hexagonal silhouette reacted to the board.
It trembled before cracks started appearing in it, and soon it crumbled like broken glass.
Sigfor did not allow Jetia to react and attacked him barehanded.
His fists moved with the speed of a striking serpent, each blow aimed with deadly precision.
Jetia quickly dodged the incoming fast punch, but Sigfor did not stop and kept attacking.
Soon the two of them were locked in a deadly hand-to-hand combat.
Jetia would retreat back with every attack from Sigfor; he could feel Sigfor's explosive strength. His bones were starting to sting in pain.
He had long realized that Sigfor was stronger than him, and to truly be able to kill Sigfor, he had been subtly luring the latter towards the hidden killer array!
Sigfor had a furious look on his face. He was radiating a very strong killing intent towards Jetia, wanting to tear him apart as soon as possible.
He was in so much rage that he didn't even realize when they had moved far away from the mountain that he was supposed to guard and the children he was tasked to protect.
A cold, calculating look flickered briefly in Jetia's eyes as he glanced at the ground beneath them, ensuring they were close to the array's activation point.
"Die!" Sigfor's fist this time did not miss and connected with the man's chest, throwing Jetia back and crashing into the rocky ground.
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