Chapter 721 The Strongest Strike
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721 The Strongest Strike
The whole arena was shaking, the loose rubble in the stands was tumbling, falling further down, while the dust on the floor was vibrating. Every single person could feel the arena shaking.
Even those who had passed out from their fight, such as Cornker and Reno. The shaking and the power they could feel had caused them to open their eyes and all of them looked in one direction in particular.
The source of all the power could be felt coming from one area, and there was only a single person standing there.
Raze’s feet were spread slightly apart from each other, and his entire body was glowing in a deep dark orange color. It had surrounded his body, mainly coming from his Ghost blade.
The Ghost blade would usually only slightly light up when Qi was infused into the weapon, Demonic Qi in particular. Right now one wouldn’t even be able to tell that he was even holding onto a sword, as it was a blur covered completely in energy.
The strong energy that was radiating from the sword was what had covered the entirety of Raze’s body as well.
“Everyone, get away from him!” Raze said, gritting through his teeth. It looked as if even he was struggling with the power that had been obtained in his body. Yet the words spoken were projected in all directions due to the Qi.
As for why there was such a buildup of Qi, the answer was because in those 20 seconds, Raze had been preparing his strongest move. He had been performing the Ten Descending Steps.
He performed each of the steps one after the other, each time from one step to the other the buildup of Qi would pile on top of each other. The Ten Descending Steps were something that Raze had learned to full completion.
A move that was considered a basic principle in the Demonic Faction. Many knew how to perform some of the steps, but few knew how to perform all of the steps in succession. However, there was a claim, something that Dame had said a long time ago. If a person was able to learn all ten of the descending steps, performing them one after the other, then they would be able to rule the entirety of Pagna.
“I can’t believe it… did he really learn all ten steps? But he’s just a beginner middle stage warrior, and only recently. I only gave him that book a while ago, how has he learned something in a year that would take others hundreds of years!” Dame thought.
The answer wasn’t what one would expect, Raze wasn’t a genius, at least not in terms of a Pagna warrior. But he was one of the most hardworking researchers of magic there was out there. When comparing the complexity of Magic compared to Pagna techniques, one was far harder than the other, and the control of his Mana, could help him with his control of Qi, allowing him to learn all Ten Descending Steps.
Nine steps had been completed and Raze now held his sword up in the air. From his wrist, Dark magic was now swirling and intertwining with the Demonic Qi. The technique he was using right now was the Dark Edge Sword Art’s Eclipse Strike, yet not even his Dark Magic could cover the sword.
Bending his body slightly, it looked as if Raze was ready to pounce like a wild animal, and it was then that the tenth step was unleashed. Raze continued to run forward, his feet looked as if they weren’t directly touching the floor because there was a river of Qi between him and the ground.
When he was close, Raze then swung his sword down, and leapt from his position spinning his entire body. The Eclipse Strike’s power striking down, with his magic, and Raze swirling his entire body with all Ten Descending Steps and buildup of Qi, it just looked like two beams of energy spiralling around each other, large in size heading in one direction.
Everyone had long moved from where Murkel was, and perhaps Murkel didn’t even think that such an attack would be possible. He stood there as if struck in awe, and the large beams of energy had hit his body completely.
Both spirals of Demonic Qi and Dark Magic went through his body, the energy so strong that the others couldn’t see much, until Raze had appeared on the other side, falling to one knee. Sweat was running down his face and he was hyperventilating. Breathing in fast and slow. While the others just looked at Murkel. Ilis body had several large holes in it, to the point where a person could see through, and a large slash had been cut through Murkel’s body, from his shoulder, down to his waist, nearly falling off.
Half of Murkel’s body was leaning to the side, as if it was almost falling off, only being held up by a few pieces of bone.
“It’s… over.” Alba said with relief. ‘If an attack like that didn’t get him… then who knows what it would have taken to take that monster out.”
There was relief all around for the match was over. If Raze couldn’t do it, then who would have
to take up the mantle, all of their lives would be lost.
“Look!” Tilon shouted, his finger shaking as he had it pointed toward Murkel.
When the others looked at who he was pointing at, they could see Murkel’s eye, moving. Even though half of his head had been ripped off, one of his eyes was blinking.
Soon the leaning part of his body started to raise up, pulling itself so it was straight, and then, parts of his body were regrowing back, all of the wounds that had been made, they looked as if
they were healing.
Bargo who was standing in the stands, as he saw this sight could only think back to one thing.
“A true monster, a true monster!” Bargo looked at Gavin who had now perished, and the words he had spoken to him and Tilon. “What is Murkel, and just what had happened on that day, when the five great clans from the Dark Faction met up.”
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