Chapter 1265 (1/2)

For the first part of the fight, Randidly had wanted to get a sense of how much of a difference in power the Nether Brawn made for his physical strikes. As it turned out, it made an extremely large difference. Even though Randidly could sense that the three-headed ogre with his huge crystal ax possessed almost a dozen Skills devoted to strengthening his body and attacks, Randidly was still stronger. Each strike knocked the Ogre Lord another step backward.

Randidly’s momentum continued to grow.

Even more than that… the more that Randidly activated his physical body, the more he could feel that Nether was starting to flow through his limbs like literal blood through veins. It didn’t strengthen his attacks much beyond his normal ability, but it did release a powerful suppression aura on other individual’s Skills that grew more powerful the longer they fought with each other.

But now, with the situation back on Earth…

Randidly pressed his lips into a tight line and no longer wasted time experimenting with his abilities. He was deprived of using his Grim Chimera images, but Ignition Essence surged up to turn the surrounding area into a sea of emerald and orange flames. The ground split in multiple areas as Talons of the Restless Immortal pierced upward and slashed at the Ogre Lord’s legs and back. The wounds didn’t even have the chance to bleed for a second before they were cauterized shut by the high heat. It was an onslaught of pain that was aimed to break the will of the opponent, rather than simply killing him.

But the Ogre Lord only gritted his teeth and endured; Randidly utilized the enlarged version of Acri to give him no time to respond to other threats. The pressure slowly crept upward.

BOOOM.

BOOOOOOOM.

BOOOOOOOOOOM!

The last strike sent the Ogre Lord skidding backward over the ground. His heavy feet dug deep trenches in the already shatter dirt as the Ogre Lord couldn’t control his own momentum. Stomping his feet, Randidly rushed forward and aimed toward the Ogre Lord’s heart with Acri’s pyramidal tip. It was a blow that would kill the Ogre Lord if he did not respond with more power than he had displayed so far.

Suddenly a powerful image billowed outward from the Ogre Lord. The oppressive and familiar aura of a crown filled the air. The corner of Randidly’s lip quirked upward. Seems he finally feels threatened enough to get serious. But it’s too late to finally realize the threat now. You needed to take this fight seriously ten minutes ago.

Nether continued to circulate through Randidly’s body. The vortex of suppression that resulted from the flow grew larger with each passing second, tugging at the edges of the Ogre Lord’s image. And as it grew larger, its effects grew more acute. Of course, the image that the Ogre Lord revealed was powerful enough to emerge fully despite the presence of the suppression. He hadn’t conquered an entire world for nothing. A towering figure that resembled the Ogre Lord manifested above his struggling body.

Rather than the bedraggled figure that the Ogre Lord cut right now, the image version of himself had luminescent eyes and was completely decked out in expensive finery. His clothes were studded with gems and woven with gold. His fingers were crowded with rings and each head had a unique headpiece that reflected their roles.

The towering image bellowed, the volume of the image’s voice blasting away that Ignition Essence that had charred the Ogre Lord’s back. In his voice was the purest image of dominance. It seemed that the Ogre Lord’s image was himself at his most successful, achieving complete dominion over his world.

But Randidly tsk’d inwardly. If your image is simply yourself in the past, how can you expect to grow stronger in the future… ? Besides… despite how powerful the image is, doesn’t it feel like you can’t wield it well? You already tossed aside your name and your finery to be a challenger today, likely because you sensed that this very image wouldn’t be enough to defeat me.

...therefore, can’t you feel you’ve already severed yourself from that image? Utilizing it as your last line of defense is serving yourself up on a silver platter…

Ignition Essence, even in its unevolved state, surged forward and shattered the aura of dominance the Ogre Lord tried to create.

With the illumination of Ignition Essence, Randidly’s eyes easily considered the Ogre Lord’s defense stance and understood where to strike. So he stepped forward and unleashed a thrust with Acri that contained all of the built-up momentum of Nether Brawn that he had slowly been circulating throughout the fight.

Still roaring in a pale imitation of the shattered image, the Ogre Lord brought his ax upward to meet the blow. But it wasn’t enough. The precious blue crystal blade shattered, large shards careening off away from the broken weapon and sinking into the Ogre Lord’s massive body. And then came Acri, domineering and unstoppable.

Without even empowering Acri with an image, it tore right through fading scraps of an image that had been crippled by the Ogre Lord’s earlier action. Acri tore a hole in the Ogre Lord’s chest, taking a chunk of his heart with it.

Randidly’s momentum continued to carry him forward so he landed ten meters behind the Ogre Lord. He turned around and watched casually as the huge figure swayed and then fell to his knees. Humming to himself, Randidly walked forward until the bottoms of his bare feet were soaked in the Ogre’s blood.

“It’s my win,” Randidly said simply.

The Ogre Lord bowed his head and struggled not to die.

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