章 1287: Temporal

Spllaattt!

Crimson liquid splattered in the air like a fountain as the silver sword in Olivier's hand penetrated through. Emery immediately felt a sharp sensation of pain swiftly followed by a wave of weakness.

"Arrgghh! Back off!"

[Repulsion]

As his mind instinctively cast the spell, Emery once again managed to send the master swordsman away from him. Immediately after, he put his hand on his chest and radiant green glow appeared as his [Nature's Blessing] took effect, closing the gaping wound.

The wound Olivier inflicted him was certainly a painful one. Fortunately, he managed to shift his body so the sword didn't pierce through any of his vital organs. 

However, that didn't mean he escaped unscathed. His lung was punctured by Olivier's sword, causing him to have difficulty breathing, while blood continued to spurt out from the gaping wound on his front and back.