Chương 1017: 1017 It is time for you to die

<Primitive Harpy, Level 60> <Cursed Corvus, Level 50> Harpies and Crow? Once Liam saw the true reality in front of him, he snorted coldly.

"Do you really think a few ugly birds are enough to take me down?"

He conjured a dozen massive fireballs at the same time and sent them flying toward the summoned creatures. Each fireball hit its target with extreme precision, not a single one losing out.

However, things did not seem as simple as they looked. As soon as the fireballs hit the birds, the attack was instantly deflected. Even a feather on the bird-like creature was not burnt.

Liam also noticed that the two attacks he had sent earlier toward the Oracle had also been deflected.

Hmmm? He raised a brow as he assessed the situation he was in.

But in the meantime, the ugly birds did not remain idle. With their sharp talons and beaks, they swooped towards Liam at lightning speed. Their movements were unpredictable and erratic.

Swoosh. Swoosh. Swoosh.

They zigged and zagged like arrows, ready to tear him and pick him apart into shreds. They kicked up a flurry of soil, dust, and rocks, creating a thick cloud of sand that engulfed the area.

One would have to squint just to make out anything in the haze, let alone decipher the birds' line of attack.

But the other side would not have this issue as the air cleared with the bird's projectile-like attack, at least momentarily for the creature to be aware of exactly where it was heading to.

The creature was also endowed with wind elemental buffs making its speed superior and attack more complex.

With the bell chimes still ringing in the background faintly as the creatures drilled their way to Liam, it was really the perfect all-around attack to finish him.

However, when the dust cleared, Liam still stood calmly, completely unaffected and unharmed.

He was not yet able to touch any of the summoned creatures with his own attacks, but that did not mean that he was going to take damage from these pests.

Seeing this, the Oracle's eyes glittered with interest.

"You seem to have a few tricks up your sleeve." Liam yawned loudly.

"Not a bad barrier, but is your barrier and their barrier the one and the same?"

The Oracle's facade finally faltered a little because he knew that other than the barrier he had cast, he also had a few protective items that his summoned minions did not have.

The next second, he looked even worse as Liam touched the small crystal item on his neck again.

"Let's test it out, shall we?"

Without any warning, Liam gave a wicked smile, and almost invisible bullets emerged out of the pendant.

Instantly, the entire bunch of ugly flying creatures dropped dead on the ground, their corpses disappearing into golden light specks.

The Oracle's body visibly trembled, "Mental attack? No, soul attack?" He gasped out loud, unable to contain his shock.

Kouske might not have recognized the attack when he had seen it, but it only took a second for the Oracle to get a feel for the same.

"Oh? So, even you have emotions?" Liam let out a maniacal laugh. Obviously, he did not plan on revealing anything about this attack or giving the man any sort of explanation.

Instead, he continued to taunt him.

"If I am correct, you should have an item with you? A protective item, hmmm? That's why my attacks are not getting to you, but unfortunately for you… today, I am in a mood."

Liam whistled a tune and abruptly sat down on the ground.

Then as if he was not satisfied with this, he lazily yawned and stretched his body, shifting to a lying position, supporting his head on his palm, and giving a calm and crazed smile.

"I have all day to kill. Let's see how good your item is."

Liam grinned, and immediately dozens of sharp and deadly ice spears materialized out of thin air, fully surrounding the Oracle.

These ice spears were not standstill and seemed to have a life of their own as they continued to grate against the invisible barrier, trying to burrow their way to the target.

The Oracle was completely arrested in place without any means to escape.

Hmph. Liam chuckled lightly, satisfied with the man's plight, but the other party did not seem to care.

"You learned a soul attack." He repeated his earlier words.

"No wonder the predictions changed. The lines of fate… soul attacks are capable of altering even something like that?" The man went into some sort of rant, except that he was talking to himself.

Liam chuckled again and shook his head.

"Instead of worrying about that, you should worry about your own lines of fate. This day really does not look good for you."

"What level are you now?" The Oracle suddenly asked.

"High enough to kill you."

"Is that why you were able to survive the nether dungeon and the trap that Kouske lay there for you?"

"Heh. Are you talking about the guy you so willfully abandoned?" Liam clapped his hands loudly, mocking the guy.

"I have to give it to you. You really surprised me back there. Wasn't that Japanese your right-hand man? I never thought you would leave him to die."

"It just goes to show that nothing is ever set in stone."

"You killed him already?" The Oracle's eyes widened.

"What about the hive queen?"

"Done and done." Liam continued laughing.

"For a famous Oracle, you seem to be performing poorly right this second."

"Your guild, they are also in danger."

"Nope. They are definitely not."

Liam had long since taken care of that by sending a few of his soul minions in that direction.

But it was unnecessary because the guild had already brought the sixth battalion under their control, taking care of the General of the unit and the special troops hidden within the battalion who were meant to create more chaos and death.

He even sent his minions to shut down the massacre in other battalions. Overall, the situation in the area had pretty much stabilized.

Knowing this, Liam sneered arrogantly at the Oracle and shook his head.

"I already finished what you started. The war is over, and everything ended well. It is now time for you to die."