Chapter 198 - Defeat (1/2)

”Now then elite swordmaster Zilas, am I qualified to challenge you if I'm serious?” It was only a simple question, but that was more than shocking enough to everyone. A first timer had offensive power nearing that of a elite swordmaster which made him the strongest besides Clyde and Zilas out of everyone present,

”Oh, you weren't serious? Maybe you're worthy of being my opponent.” Zilas sneered and before Clyde could even react, his sword appeared in hand. ”Oblivion, let's have some fun.” His words, seemingly having a magical effect, caused a change in the simple looking sword in his hand.

It evolved. The sword extended in length, forming a second part that's the tip, it was sharp and resembled a lance and an enchantment material fortified itself around the sword. It was a sword that can bring about destruction if its master wishes to, that was the aura it's emitting to everyone present at the very least.

”Dylas, we have met someone worthy of being a rival.” Nightin said aloud as well, Dylas shaking violently in his grasp.

”Mystical swords, into position!”

Swords of different colours surrounded him and rotated about him. These swords were his closest companions and right now, they're going to accompany him into battle.

”Numbers are pointless in the face of true power. Dark star, oblivion blast.”

Zilas pointed his sword towards Nightin slowly as a surge of energy gathered around the tip of the sword, the energy being compressed further with each passing moment.

”Phoenix Surge!” After considering the heavy energy consumption of the 'Wrath of the phoenix', Nightin went the extra mile to create a move unique to himself, a modified version suitable for him.

Flames cloaked around Dylas, wind circulating violently to embrace the sword as it dashed towards the concentrated beam as thin as a dagger. It resembled a raging snake that divided into countless serpents as they opened their mouths wide to devour the beam.

”Phoenix counter!” After gaining the aurora law, Nightin realised that he had gained absolute control over his firestorm law and since that was the case, he devised the plan of making full use of everything on the battlefield, from his opponent, him and the environment.

The serpents merged together and opened its mouth, a blast of flame gathering and amplifying from the energy contained within the oblivion beam.

”Oblivion judgement!” Zilas chanted within his heart rapidly.

Young fella, you're finally here, but I need you to be defeated right now. Zilas sighed internally as a black ball of energy devoured the ferocious attack. As for the form of attack, it was the pressure it emitted that forced Nightin to back out, blood leaking from his mouth as he struggled to stand straight.

”Kneel down!” Zilas commanded as the pressure increased tremendously. Even the sword users far from the center of the pressure were struggling to stand straight even though they weren't part of the targeted area.

”Don't even think about it. You're proud of your achievements when you're already in your early forties while I'm not even twenty. How about this, I'll challenge you again three years down the road, the loser shall pay with their life on that day.” Nightin asked while panting, each breath getting tougher to inhale.

”Very well, I'm already satisfied for today. As for whatever matters you have to attend to, go ahead and finish them up. Three years later, we'll meet in the ancient tower of conquest. Take note, it'll all be for naught if you can't even qualify for the hundred floors tower.” Zilas laughed as he vanished into a portal, his whereabouts becoming a mystery.

”Zilas, just what are you plotting?” Clyde asked, only to be pushed back by a blast of energy.

”Don't question my decisions. I'm doing all this for us.” ZIlas transmitted a voice message to Clyde who was left stupefied, trying to figure out just what exactly happened to Zilas.

Circulating the spirit energy in his body, Nightin made use of the regenerative energy contained within the life sword to recover his injuries while the death sword removed the excess energy that's harming his body.

”Senior Clyde, what's the quickest route to the Soaring Sword sect?” Nightin cut straight to the chase and asked his question, his face clearly showed his impatience which made Clyde smile back in return,