"How about tasting my Blood Flowers, Sixth Apostle!"
Listening to the screams of the Sixth Apostle, whom she left among the Blood Flowers that—as if the cuts he opened weren't enough—continued to burn until they melted where they fell, Nafız was smiling with pleasure.
"The Ninth Apostle fought using plants, the Eighth Apostle was equipped with a skill that allowed him to get stronger as he took damage, and the Seventh Apostle could use the power of darkness.
These were simple, but your skill seems to be above all three, in fact, we could even say it's on another level. It can constantly change; you killed the mages of the Lands of Light using the Light Element, but while fighting ours, you started summoning spirits.
And now you can use the four basic elements without any requirements. It seems you are a master at stealing the skills of others. Let's see, will you be able to use my blood techniques too?"
The Blood God had deciphered how her enemy's skill worked. When the Sixth Apostle was subjected to an attack that shed his blood, he possessed the ability to perform that attack himself. Before he killed the forces of the Companions of Light, thanks to the damage he took from a light mage, he could fight using the Light Element.
Actually, saying he only stole skills would be an insult to the magnificence of the Sixth Apostle. The man, one of the subordinates chosen by the person named Master, made everything he got his hands on evolve.
While Light Mages necessarily needed a magic circle, he used the same element to accelerate his body, while also being able to kill the enemy with his weapon. While the Leader of the Elite Ten needed a totem and spent a high amount of energy with each summon, he could do more by just using his own body.
He had gotten his hands on the powers of the most mighty creature he could bring into existence in this world as a summoner, but even this was not enough for him to cope with Nafız. The situation, which might be a nightmare for someone else or for almost the entire World of the Six Civilizations, was not enough to worry the Blood God that much.
"Let's see how much you will be able to develop my skills?"
Nafız, making her attack, stepped back and started waiting. She had shed the Sixth Apostle's blood, and as if that wasn't enough, she continued to burn his body with the Blood Flowers.
"Never! I cannot taint my Master's gift by taking the skills of a freak like you!"
The Sixth Apostle was resisting; he was striving with all his might not to do what Nafız forced him to do, but due to the corrosive nature of the Blood Flowers, he was having a hard time.
"If you take my power, you can stop the Blood Flowers that will seep into your bone. Otherwise, will you just die and pass away without doing your best? But don't worry, you can be sure I will send your Master next to you as soon as possible!"
The Sixth Apostle was crying out, bellowing, but still he did not steal Nafız's skills. The Blood Flowers had passed his skin despite him defending using the Water Element, and if he insisted a bit more, they would start melting his bones.
"Earth Element - Empty Shell!"
The Sixth Apostle took refuge in another element to do what he tried to achieve using an opposing element but was frustrated. Seeing that it was impossible to block the Blood Flowers bypassing his skin, he decided to give them another target.
He formed a shell surrounding his body; when his real body came out from the back, there was a new target for the Blood Flowers. Perhaps they were unstoppable, but they could be misled, and the Sixth Apostle had succeeded in this task.
"At least you weren't stupid!"
The Sixth Apostle froze in the face of the sight he saw while trying to heal himself. In the sky, which began to shine with a crimson color as the dawn broke, there were hundreds of Blood Flowers, and all of them had moved to descend upon him.
"Earth Element - Mountain Shield!"
Masses of earth rising from his two sides closed, engulfing the Sixth Apostle's body. The Blood Flowers raining upon the man, who remained inside a mass as large as a mountain like its name, were falling upon the earth.
It could not be said that they lost their corrosive effects. They were piercing through the pile of earth, which more resembled a hill, but the attack that was deadly for singular targets was having difficulty targeting the Sixth Apostle hiding inside a large mass.
Nafız was smiling; the situation her enemy fell into while trying to protect himself pleased her. There was no trace of his previous arrogant attitudes; he was striving to gain time by hiding and heal himself in the meantime.
"Orc Blood Techniques - Wild Animal Transformation!"
Nafız responded to the move with another move. If her enemy thought he could hide like this, he was very mistaken; the body of Nafız, approaching at top speed, was already covered with Blood Energy.
The Blood God, turning into an elephant-sized rhinoceros, crashed into the pile of earth with all her speed and continued to advance by scattering what came before her until she hit the Sixth Apostle. The man receiving the blow could no longer hide there; not even that pile of earth could hold his airborne body in place.
However, this didn't mean the person chosen by the Master stayed idle. When his enemy remained inside the earth, the Sixth Apostle used a Fire Element attack. Lavas were laid upon the earth like a blanket and advanced by seeping through the cracks. It wasn't enough; the ice scattered from his other palm was tasked with extinguishing the lavas.
With the use of three Elemental Energies in the blink of an eye, Nafız was trapped. Even though the Sixth Apostle was heavily wounded, he did not yield. Opening his mouth wide, he was adding a protection layer around the structure he formed using the Wind Element.
A person beneath the hill—formed after the joint use of the four basic elements and surrounded by colors shining intertwined—was waiting with his hands joined on his chest. Nafız, of course, knew what was happening around her, but she wasn't in a hurry to take action.
She allowed the Sixth Apostle to make all his preparations. The red-haired orc warrior, who was relaxed because it was impossible for her enemy—whom she was sure she heavily wounded—to go after the others, placed a sneaky smile on her face as she shot the arrow of the bow that appeared in her hand, and sent five arrows to her target one after another.
The arrows, having the same length as an adult human's arm, pierced through first the earth, then the lavas, the ice layer, and the outermost wind domain, and appeared a few steps in front of the Sixth Apostle.
The man whose techniques were pierced was aware of the incoming attack, and no matter how wounded he was, he could evade the arrows using the power of the Wind Element. And so he did; just as a leaf falling from its branch dances in the wind, he too agilely slipped through the arrows, or so he thought.
The arrows had missed and passed, but these were not normal arrows. They possessed the same characteristics as those Nafız used on Eyshan, the former Queen of the Hell Realm. The saying "blood does not err" was becoming true; the arrows the Sixth Apostle thought he evaded had changed direction in the air and caught him.
The first arrow plunged into his right arm; it was followed by arrows entering his left arm, right leg, left leg, and finally the middle of his back. The Sixth Apostle, accompanied by cries of pain, was pinned to the structure in which he imprisoned Nafız.
"What happened, can't you cast magic?"
Approaching step by step, Nafız stopped when she came one step in front of the Sixth Apostle while fending off the piles of earth in her path. The man with blood flowing from his limbs could not have failed to hear her question, but he did not seem like he would answer.
"While you were gathering information about us, I also did a little research about you, and what did I find as a result? Guess!"
Nafız was talking, while her enemy directed gazes at her where every shade of hatred flared up and faded. The Blood God crossed the one-step distance between them as well; she placed one hand on the arrow in his chest, the other on the Apostle's shoulder, leaned in, and whispered in the man's ear.
"Your whole trick is hidden in the piece placed in your heart by the Master. If I sever its connection with your body, you will be no different from a normal person. You'll turn into someone just like when he found you, won't you?"
Clearly, Nafız wasn't talking about a small operation when she said she did research. They must have looked under every stone using the forces of the Orc Empire, but the Sixth Apostle's last words were also in his mouth.
"Is that so? You think everything is as you wish, but you are not aware that one of us is smarter than you!"
Following the unexpected outburst, Nafız wanted to step back but could not succeed. Her hands and feet, even her body, could not move even a millimeter. She had been immobilized, wrapped by shining tentacles.
"Yes, thanks to the Master's gift in our hearts, we can keep a portion of his might alive in our bodies, but the gift of the Sky Dragon whose skill I stole is not there."
When Nafız directed her gaze upward, she saw the tentacles of light emerging from the Sixth Apostle's head. The Master's gift was in the hearts of his Apostles, whereas the wisdom of the Sky Dragon was in the head of the person he bestowed it upon.
"From the beginning, my target was you! I used the other trash to reach you and prepared the environment where you would bring your arrogance to the forefront. How proud you were, how you amused yourself with me. Did you really think you could defeat me this easily?
Perhaps I couldn't kill you either, nor did I want you to escape. The goal of my senior who made the plan was to imprison your body, and thanks to your arrogance, whose fame preceded you, I managed this. I will die here, I have to spend all my life force to use this skill of the Sky Dragon, but you, you will not be able to move again. You will be imprisoned inside your body forever."
After the Sixth Apostle finished his words, his body began to shine. Nafız was trying to save herself with all her might, but she could not succeed. The Sixth Apostle, who until then could only use the four basic elements, was performing an extremely high-level use of the Light Element in exchange for his life.
The struggle, which lasted for five breaths, ended with the sun descending to the ground. The Golden City had never possessed such brilliance, and those who came to the place where the event occurred encountered a sight their eyes could not believe.
The orc warrior—known by the name Blood God Nafız, whom only a few people could rival on the World of the Six Civilizations—was imprisoned inside a sphere of light so bright it would blind the eyes of those looking.