Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 810: Counter Injury and Double Counter Injury

But this was just a trivial injury to her, and it could not shake her foundation at all. However, she couldn't help but feel more apprehensive about Hasward's defensive ability.

Just as Esdeath was about to launch another attack, attempting to break the stalemate with overwhelming force, a sudden strange feeling spread in her abdomen.

It was an indescribable feeling, as if an invisible force erupted from within her body, trying to tear apart her defenses, causing her to tremble.

But the tremor was fleeting, and Esdeath quickly adjusted her breathing to suppress the sudden shock.

She realized that this was the peculiarity of Haschwald's ability - while attacking, he could somehow convert some of the damage into invisible force and feed it back to her, as if to remind her that any attack against him would come at a corresponding price.

"Humph, what can a mere counterattack do to me?"

Esdeath snorted coldly, her tone full of disdain. The long-dormant power in her body began to boil, surging out like a volcanic eruption, quickly devouring the invisible attack.

At this moment, her body seemed to be wrapped in an invisible armor, and any external damage could not penetrate this solid defense.

However, Haschwalth did not show any panic. He spoke slowly, his voice calm and deep: "No, Esdeath, you misunderstood my ability. This is not just a simple counterattack. The Scapegoat Shield in my hand is the guardian of fate. It can transfer the 'misfortune' I encounter to those who are considered 'lucky', so as to maintain the balance of the world. And your attack is one of the sources of this misfortune. But don't worry, these misfortunes will not really hurt me, because the Scapegoat Shield will bear everything for me."

At this point, Haschwald's eyes suddenly became profound, as if he could see through the essence of everything in the world: "Furthermore, these 'misfortunes' caused by you will be transferred to those who originally have 'luck' through the harmony of the world. This is the cycle of fate, and it is also the rule I master."

Esdeath sneered when she heard this.

She was not shaken by Haschwald's words, but instead strengthened her determination.

On this battlefield, only strength is the key to determining victory or defeat.

Then, she swung the long sword in her hand again, and it turned into a dazzling cold light, rushing straight towards Haschwald.

Haschwald frowned when he saw this, but then he regained his composure. He knew that Esdeath's power should not be underestimated, but he believed in his own abilities and beliefs.

He did not retreat, but straightened his back, holding the "Shield of Scapegoat" that had already been cracked in his left hand, and holding the long sword in his right hand, ready to meet the fatal blow.

The moment the ice blade touched the shield, a sharp roar erupted in the air, as if even the space was torn apart.

Hasward only felt a huge force coming through the shield, which made his arm numb. He was also blown away by this force, smashing the wall behind him, and dust and gravel flew everywhere.

Although Esdeath seemed to have stabilized her body, her heart was filled with ripples.

She clearly felt the force that rebounded from Haschwald. Although she resolved it with her powerful strength, the impact still made her feel a little uncomfortable.

She realized that Haschwald's abilities were far more complex and powerful than she had imagined.

"It can be seen that you are very confident about your body."

Haschwald's voice came from the ruins, and he walked out slowly with the sound of stones being pushed away.

There were several eye-catching cracks on the shield in his left hand, which were the marks left by Esdeath's powerful attack.

But this did not affect the calmness and determination on his face.

He still held the shield in his left hand and the sword in his right hand, as if ready to face new challenges at any time. "I also believe that even if I can reflect such misfortune, you can easily bear it, and my substitute shield will be shattered first."

"However, injuries accumulate. How long can you hold on?"

"Besides, it's getting dark."

Haschwald's words revealed a hint of worry, but more of a doubt about Esdeath's ability to fight a prolonged battle. He knew that as night fell, everything would be different.

By then, he might be able to turn the tide of the battle with the help of Yhwach's power, but before that, he must survive this difficult time.

But Esdeath had Luther's spoilers, so she knew what he was going to say next.

When it gets dark, you can borrow the power of Yuhabach.

"That's all."

Esdeath snorted lightly, and suddenly rose up again, shuttling across the battlefield like a ghost.

He chopped down with his sword, slashing towards Haschwald with the power to destroy the world.

Wherever the blade passed, the air was cut into pieces.

Upon seeing this, Hasward immediately raised his shield and fought back with all his might.

Trying to block the sword that was powerful enough to shake the heaven and earth.

However, reality is always more cruel than imagination. When the blade and shield touched, an irresistible force surged like a tide, pushing him and the shield into an unknown abyss.

A shock wave that was difficult to capture with the naked eye spread out at an astonishing speed. The air was compressed to the extreme and then suddenly exploded, forming circles of ripples visible to the naked eye.

Haschwald only felt an indescribable force coming from the shield, as if a huge weight was pressing on his chest, almost suffocating him.

His body fell involuntarily, penetrating through layers of soil and rock, until it slowly stopped hundreds of meters underground.

It was pitch black all around, with only the sound of falling dust and gravel, accompanied by his heavy breathing, being particularly harsh.

Hundreds of meters underground, it was pitch black all around, and only the faint light that occasionally came through the cracks allowed him to barely tell the direction.

He struggled to his feet as dust and debris continued to fall from above, causing him sharp pain with every impact.

There was a flash of astonishment and unwillingness in his eyes.

He looked down at the scapegoat shield in his hand, and saw that the new cracks on it were spreading like a spider web, almost tearing the entire shield apart. He couldn't help but start to doubt whether he could really hold on until night.

At this moment, Esdeath's voice came from above, cold and decisive: "Flash of the God of Destruction!"

Suddenly, the world above seemed to be torn apart by some mysterious force. A beam of deep blue light penetrated the thick soil and illuminated the dark space where Hasward was.

(End of this chapter)