Chapter 464 Falcineans Passage of the Deser (2/2)
”It's useless.” A voice sounded from behind Izroth.
Izroth used the spinning momentum from his Phantom Strike skill to swiftly turn as his sword slashed out in a full circle, followed by two sword shadows.
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Once again, Izroth's sword hit nothing, but the air as a blade wound appeared on his right chest area!
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”No matter where you try to hide in my Pa.s.sage of the Desert, your fate will not change. You only have yourself to blame for offending the Great Duke of my Pzenium Kingdom.” Falcinean's voice echoed.
Great Duke? Izroth had offended many individuals and factions in RML, but he had never heard of some Great Duke from the Pzenium Kingdom. That's when Izroth suddenly remembered that someone he fought during the selection was screaming something about his father being a Great Duke of Pzenium.
Of course, Izroth did not care if his father was the Grand Sovereign of Pzenium since he wanted to claim his life, then it was only natural that he be prepared for his own death! Not to mention, what happened inside the selection, stayed inside the selection. It was a great taboo to seek revenge on the partic.i.p.ants as it was the same as offending the owner of the Sky Palace, Zushuatri—not to mention the countless powerful existences that were at his side.
But, what Izroth did not understand was how the Great Duke discovered that he had killed his son during the second team's selection. It was unlikely that someone of Zushuatri's status would be pressured into giving up his ident.i.ty. So, just what method was used to track down his exact location in an isolated place like the Millennial Veiled Oasis?
'If it is me that they are after, then I have disturbed this village's peace. I suppose I should take some responsibility and avenge the lives of those who have fallen. Though it would seem common techniques won't work against him.'
Izroth opened his eyes, and despite his great vision, he was unable to see more than five meters no matter which way he turned.
While Falcinean's domain was not as strong as Roudin's, it was far more refined for actual combat—no doubt due to the time Falcinean spent on the battlefield.
Izroth grasped a basic understanding of Falcinean's domain after the second attack. In a sense, Falcinean was the sand, but the sand was not Falcinean. The reason Izroth could not see where the cuts were coming from had to do with the bizarre energy the sand emitted as a result of merely being a part of a domain.
Usually, coating his Sword of the Storm in Essence should work to harm Falcinean, but the amount of Essence required to do any real damage was too much. Not to mention the fact that Izroth had already used up quite a bit of Essence in a short time. If he continued to push it any further, then he was bound to face the consequences of Soul Weakness. Fortunately, Izroth had another idea in mind.
'I still can't access its full power for another month in-game. But, even with its current strength, since it's not a Main Upper Eight Domain, it should be enough to contain him. Though I'm not sure for how long.'
Izroth removed and consumed a High-Grade Health Potion from his inventory to restore some of his lost health.
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He then stabbed his Sword of the Storm into the pile of sand before him as he held out the palm of his right hand. A few seconds later, a colorless ring appeared above his hand. This ring contained no mana or energy whatsoever—only nothingness. It was as if one was staring into an endless void!
Izroth stood still as if he were waiting for something, and in less than a single breath, a cut appeared near his upper right torso.
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At that exact moment, the colorless ring about Izroth's palm expanded and covered a radius of 20 meters in every direction. Simultaneously, the sandstorm came to an abrupt halt as the grains of sand within the colorless ring were forcibly expelled!
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Out of nowhere, Falcinean fell to the ground with a look of shock and disbelief on his face. What just happened to his domain?! Why had it suddenly disappeared?!
The moment Falcinean's real body appeared, the remaining sand that covered the entire village and the nearby surroundings had disappeared. Everything had returned to its once green and lush state.
Falcinean swiftly stood to his feet and a.s.sumed a battle stance. However, he soon discovered that something was wrong with his crimson blades!
”Why is the Sanguine Thirst not responding?” Falcinean facial expression darkened.
One of the things that made Falcinean's attack so vicious was the Sanguine Thirst magic effect of his Crimson Scimitars. The more opponents he defeated, the greater the strength of his Crimson Scimitars. But, the current scimitars in his hands did not give off the same pressure or bloodl.u.s.t as before. Instead, the scimitars appeared to have reverted back to the weak state they were back when Falcinean first acquired them!
”Is this your doing?” Falcinean stared coldly at Izroth. He had never heard of someone being able to forcibly cancel a domain unless the difference in strength of their opponent was far beyond their own. But, Falcinean refused to believe that someone as young as Izroth was so much stronger than him that he was capable of performing such a feat!