165 Chapter 165: Fall of the royal guards (1/2)

With Donald, Daemon, Karl, Kira, Gin, and Mason defeated, Cyrus was the only member of the Royal guard left. This is a major loss to the Gyro kingdom. But then again, Cyrus couldn't complain since his opponent was just one man, in fact be felt quite ashamed fighting Derik with the other members of team guardian. It made him feel like he alone cannot take down this death mage and that is the worst insult a life mage can be given since their life element is the natural weakness to death element. They are instances where a weaker life mage defeated the death mage, even though their power levels differ greatly.

At this point, Cyrus still believed he could wipe the floor with Derik. As long as the power gap between them is not a complete realm, he was confident he would win the battle. The confident smile never left Cyrus' face but his eyes remained cold, it showed that this youth was preparing to battle the death mage to the bitter end.

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Bam!

King Robert slammed his fist on the throne as he stared at the water orb with a twisted expression on his face. He failed to understand how the death mage kept coming back stronger every time it looked like he was going to lose.

John and Linda let out a sigh of relief but they still felt terrified by Derik's ruthlessness. They were happy that Derik survived but they didn't know how to face him, they were not sure he would even give them a chance to explain.

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”Guardian weapon: Divine spirit sword! Split the heavens!!!” Cyrus roared while throwing his hands forward.

The massive divine sword flew forward like a divine spear towards Derik.

”Silver level combat technique: werewolves roar!” Derik laughed and a massive werewolf avatar came into existence.

Roar!!!

It let out a loud roar as it quickly threw itself at the massive divine sword, brandishing its fiery claws the divine weapon.

”Now is the time! Bring him down now!” Derik roared, turning into a beam of light as he shot towards Cyrus with his three undead slaves following closely behind.

The guardian weapon path may grant the user extraordinary offensive ability which can help him or subdue practically any foe of this same level but its weakness was quite glaring. Focusing so much power into a single weapon leaves the user defenseless. If one could get past the guardian weapon or find a way to keep it occupied for a while, it won't be difficult to kill off the user since it doesn't grant the user any bonus attributes that may enhance his or her personal strength.

Seeing Derik and the three others coming, Cyrus' expression turned grim and he seriously didn't expect things to turn out this way. He didn't expect Derik to use his undead slaves in this battle but then again, it isn't unfair since it's his second path. Cyrus could not complain about this, all he could do at this moment is to fight and win.

He let out a roar and released his limiters immediately not daring to hold back. He secretly gathered his energy as he prepared to combat all four foes at once. The only hope he held on to was the fact that these undead slaves just like Derik are products of dark energy, therefore his life spells will be equally super effective against them.

”Bring him down!” Derik roared as fiery darkish purple aura surrounded his claws.

Silver level secret combat technique: Brilliant claw!

Brandishing his claws at the enemy, Derik released numerous claw-shaped darkish purple energy attacks. After his previous battle with Cyrus, Derik was not so eager to take on this life mage at close quarters after he was injured by the divine light spell which left him with internal injuries that caused him a fortune to recover from. This time he planned to keep his distance and overwhelm his foe.

”Lightning magic: Wave of despair!” Zaylee screamed and numerous streaks of lightning shot out of her fingertips.

”Wind magic: Wind blade dance!” Sternroff roared as multiple blades made of wind surrounded him and shot towards Cyrus.

Seeing the attacks, Cyrus roared and his life aura poured out of his body, taking the form of a massive golden gate bound with sacred golden chains!

”Life magic: Heaven's gate!” he screamed as the gate endured all the attacks thrown at him.

A confident smile appeared on his face and he moved his fingers, controlling the chains with his thoughts. Cyrus was planning to counter-attacks but then the smile on his face froze. It was an aura similar to his but a bit diluted, a lesser version of his own power!

”Light magic!” Cyrus gasped as he looked up and saw a massive divine crucifix bearing down on him like a small mountain! His size compared to the massive divine crucifix was like a man being compared to a hill.