Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem

Unless the Goddess decided otherwise.

[You\'ve slain Anastasia Ashline (Level 17). You\'ve gained 1561 XP.]

Nevermind then. The Goddess had no such plans for the pretty-faced archer girl. Still… 2 hits from my basic-tier spell. It was strong, sure, but I just killed a level 17 existence. Decades of grinding went down the drain because she had such bad defenses. Only light leather armor, accompanied by a neglected Vitality stat… What a horrible combo.

My Aurora and Seraphiel would be similarly easy to kill as well. We truly need to protect them.

[You\'ve reached Primordial Level 19]

Great. To go to level 20 I\'ll need to pass the Primordial Rank-Up Mission once I\'ve reached the last XP of level 19. I had no clue what kind of mission that could possibly be, so I might end up remaining at my current level for a while. I was in a pinch so I put my free stat points into Vitality. It\'s game over when my HP reaches 0, so as far as I\'m concerned points there are never wasted.

[Air Slash] is quickly turning out to be one of my favorite Elemental Sovereign spells. It has three charges, all of which I spent by casting it in rapid succession just now, so sadly I\'ll be waiting for it to come off cooldown for a short while.

I spared her dismembered body only a glance before focusing back on the battlefield. There was no time to bask in the small victory- three more of her team remained, and the chaos around us showed no signs of slowing.

"Anastasia!!! No! Damn you, masked fucker!" A guy screeched at me as he stopped for a moment to watch his dying teammate\'s last moments. "How dare you?!"

Didn\'t you dramatic kids attack us first? There\'s no point in arguing with grieving people, so I didn\'t open my mouth. Well, I did, to cast [Earth Armor] and [Water Shield] on myself. There was a spear(wo)man, a dual sword-wielding guy who seemed to be the Phenom based on his antics, and a mage, who had already sent water bullets rippling through the air towards me.

I had to tank the shots, thus I had no choice but to cast the spells I did instead of doing my best to dodge out of the way. After all, if I did that, my beloved Aurora\'s or Seraphiel\'s bubbly butts might be endangered. I can\'t have that.

<Seraphiel, how are you holding on?>

<Good, master. This team of yours is very competent. As a supporter, I\'ve never felt safer while being surrounded by thousands of enemies.> She replied while materializing another [Arcane Arrow] out of thin air, charged it with her mana, and let it loose. Whether she hit or not I couldn\'t ascertain, since I was focused on my enemies.

<I\'m in a one versus three situation right now, if you get some room to breathe I would appreciate some cover.>

<I can turn my attention to you in about fifteen seconds.>

"Dream, buff me." I instructed Aurora next, who obediently listened, casting three spells on me, each boosting one of my physical attributes by 10%.

I gripped the hilt of my pitch-black sealed saber as the two melee fighters closed in on me with the mage providing them support from behind. Thus far I always fought in melee with the ability to dodge to my heart\'s content, often backed up by my Ayame\'s trustworthy blade.

Now I couldn\'t dodge since I was the only thing between them and my team\'s backs, and my only help would come in the form of ranged support if Seraphiel could finish her current enemies in time.

The spearwoman charged at me with a vicious gleam in her eyes, thrusting her weapon straight toward my groin. How charming. This girl must be out for vengeance towards her three friends I\'ve brutally massacred. "Die!"

I twisted my body just in time to move my arms, deflecting the sharp thrust with my saber. Sparks flew around us as metal clashed against metal. However, she had extended herself too much with this attack, and thanks to my lengthy limbs, before she could recover I slammed my boot into her stomach.

Doing so sent her flying a short distance back, accompanied by a pained gasp due to the wind being knocked out of her lungs.

But there was no time to relish the moment. The dual wielder closed the distance with alarming speed with his twin blades flashing through the air like a blur of steel. He was easily the fastest of the bunch, perhaps even faster than the now-dead archer. His swords carved a whirlwind of ferocious arcs even before reaching me. Was this his way of deflecting a magic arrow or something? Strange…

I had no intention of letting him get any closer.

I had to wait for the cooldowns of my earth elemental spells which would be perhaps the most ideal in stopping his rapid advance, I decided to call upon water. I raised my hand and aimed my palm at him. I channeled my mana into a fierce surge of liquid power. "[Tidal Wave]!" I shouted while thrusting my arm forward as a wave of water materialized from thin air.

The dual wielder\'s eyes widened. "Good luck parrying this with your swords… Kekeke!" I couldn\'t help but snicker due to his furious eyes who glared at me, making it quite obvious that he wanted nothing but my painful demise.

The wave hit him mid-plunge, managing to catch him with full force.