Chapter 1266: Nameless's Vengeance

Jean sustained an injury saving Amanda from Laranfluras targeted charge. Though not fatal, his wounds werent shallow enough to ignore either.

Hero Zombies! Hold off Laranflura!

I tore Laranflura off Jean with telekinesis and left her to the Hero Zombies. Then, Fran and I approached him.

Jean, you okay?

I can manage, thanks to Mark.

The armor-type undead Mark had all four arms shattered, losing its inherent ironclad defense. Well, not much we can do about him. Lets at least heal Jean.

In the midst of this, Fran noticed something.

Nameless is gone.

What?

Just as Fran said, Nameless was nowhere to be seen. I made several attempts to scan for his presence, yet found nothing. Nameless must have concealed himself when we were distracted by Jean getting hit!

Where could he be? Did he already escape?

Honestly, that would be fine by me. It allows us to concentrate our forces on Laranflura.

However, its frightening to think he might be lurking somewhere for an opportunity to strike. I should search more thoroughly.

But the moment I attempted a deeper scan

Guah!

Kakakakah! Got you!

Before us lied the shocking sight of Namelesss fist piercing through Jeans chest.

That shouldnt be possible! I couldnt sense anything!

He had truly come out of nowhere. Neither Fran nor I could understand why Nameless was suddenly in front of us.

The lich had impaled Jeans heart from behind despite us being in arms reach. Blood was gus.h.i.+ng from the wound.

Kukuku! Ive been waiting for this even since that four-arms broke!

I get it now! He used Zelyses phasing ability!

How did Nameless approach us without leaving any trace of his presence? The answer was in his left hand.

He held an ominous looking main-gauche with a pink-colored blade. Sword Zelyse, without a doubt. When he was alive, Zelyse possessed a skill that allowed him to phase through almost everything. Im sure he retained that skill after becoming a sword.

Fran and I had completely ruled out the possibility of Nameless hiding Zelyse on his person.

When we delivered the strike that cleaved Nameless in two, its highly probable that he could have escaped by using Zelyses phasing ability. Since he took the hit head on, we unconsciously a.s.sumed that he didnt have Zelyse with him.

It was all for this moment, so he could play his ace in the hole.

Jean!

Kukakaka! Call his name all you want, but its futile! Hes already dead! Here! If you want his corpse so much, you can have it!

Nameless withdrew his right arm, which was impaling Jeans body, and leaped backward. Blood spurted from the gaping hole in Jeans chest, and his body collapsed on the spot.

Ignoring the copious amount of blood, Fran caught Jeans body.

His body was now limp and devoid of strength. I could sense his mana and heat rapidly dissipating.

Jean! Jean!

Fran invoked Maximum Heal and High Regeneration to close up the wound on his chest, but Jeans consciousness did not return. Because his heart was already gone

Master! Level up your restoration magic! Please!

Got it.

If theres even the slightest chance to save him, we should give it a try.

I spent my points to raise Restoration Magic to maximum level, employing the supreme-tier spell I learned.

Please, save Jeans life!

Vishnu

!

The spells effect was indeed exceptional. It had enough range to cover the entire room, instantly healing all those recognized as allies by the user.

This repaired all injuries, restored our stamina, and replenished lost blood. It could even cure diseases, making it more of a miracle than a spell.

That said, the mana consumption was huge as well. I bet the cost varies on the severity of the injuries healed.

Most of the mana probably went into healing Persona and Maleficent.

Vishnu could apparently heal damage to the soul, though the effect was tiny. As the soul is the domain of the G.o.ds, it only makes sense that an immense amount of mana is required.

Despite my huge reserves, I lost half my total mana. An ordinary human would probably be unable to use Vishnu in the first place. Otherwise, they would wither away due to the spell draining their life force in place of mana.

Personas breathing had stabilized, and Maleficents distressed expression improved a bit. Good signs, but

There was zero change to Jean. No breathing, no heartbeat. His body was growing cold, and his pale skin only lost more of its color.

Jean!

Kukakaka! I told you, hes already dead!

Lies! Jean is an amazing necromancer! He cant die!

Your efforts are futile! A corpse wont come back to life no matter how

Dont write me off just yet.

!

Nameless twitched in surprise, as Jean had somehow risen from the ground.

Eh? Hes really alive? But his heart got torn out

With a tired-looking expression, Jean took something whitish from his pocket. It seemed to contain s.p.a.ce-time magic and a hint of evil energy.

A magical tool made of bones? No, a miniature-sized undead?

I found your target In accordance with the contract, I hereby summon you

Immediately afterwards, the undead shone brightly, and a new figure appeared before us. Rather than a transformation, this seemed more like a teleport applying the technique for swapping positions with undead.

The newly appeared person had an unusual appearance. He was covered in a cloak of pitch-black evil energy, the shape of which reminded me of full body armor.

The somewhat pet.i.te figure stared at Nameless before roaring like a beast.

Ive finally found you!!

The voice was unmistakably that of a familiar young boy.

! That voice!

Yeah, no mistake. Its Sierra!