Undying Warlord

Arnes Cier released the Yin-Yang beam the moment he emerged behind the Masked Golden Oni. He pierced a hole in the Golden Oni's chest and looked at the fountain of blood that burst out of the gaping hole.

"You're weaker than expected, it's almost disappointing," He said, terminating the Yin-Yang beam. His darkness and light mark on his shoulders stopped glowing and it was obvious that the battle had just ended. It was impossible for his attacker's body to recuperate from the tremendous injury of the gaping hole he had inflicted.

And even if he could, it was not as if the Masked Golden Oni's soul would be able to heal the damage it had sustained.

"Though I'm a little bit curious about who you are, I give you that!" Arnes Cier spoke out in all honesty, and he began to descend to the ground, where the body of the Masked Golden Oni had smashed into already.

Arnes Cier kicked the human hard in the back and he bent down to remove the mask of the Golden Oni. However, it was just when Arnes was about to touch the golden mask that he saw an ice-cold glint in the eyes of the golden mask wearer.

His upper body jerked back in an instant and he was just about to burst high in the air to retreat when he noticed a stinging pain that spread through his entire left arm.

Two Daggers were deeply pierced inside the left upper arm of Arnes Cier, whose eyes widened at the sight of the supposedly twitching 'corpse.'

[Overclock with Mantle of Elements has been unleashed. The host can summon a single Advanced Elemental Spirit for 100 Units of Mana per minute!]

[The host's unassigned status points have been allocated to the host's Mana!]

[Limit breaker has been activated! As long as the host's will doesn't succumb it will be impossible for his body to crumble!]

[An Advanced Destruction Spirit has been summoned. 500 Units of Mana have been drained from the host to maintain the Spirit's form for 5 minutes. After five minutes have passed, the host will have to use another 100 Mana Units to maintain the Spirit for another minute!]

The Advanced Destruction Spirit merged with the Blessed Blade, and Dilan activated [Holy Light] of the Blessed Blade in addition to it, using 300 Units of Mana to sharpen his strongest weapon as much as possible before he made use of Limit Breaker.

[Hulk-Up]!

[Hulk-Up]!

[Hulk-Up]!

[Hulk-Up]!

[Bearer of Pain]!

[Bracing Pain]!

[Undying]!

[Undying]!

[Undying]!

[Burst Regeneration]!

Dilan's Life force erupted like a volcano as he unleashed one ability after another.

"Die, you motherfucker!!" He screamed at the top of his lungs, feeling prepared to tear his father apart.

A bright smile appeared on his face when the blessed blade dug deeper inside the left upper arm of his father. The blade was slowly finding its way in Arnes Cier's shoulder and it was only a matter of time before he would find his way to the rotten heart of that piece of shit!

Dilan's skin burst open from the power he had unleashed at once, but he was healing instantly, just like the hole in his chest. There was already no sign that he had a gaping hole in his chest only minutes ago and not even a scratch was left behind.

His soul had been damaged, but his body healed the injury he had sustained in the blink of an eye.

This was even more so the case with [Hulk-Up] unleashed over and over again.

Dilan's sight blurred due to the tremendous power that surged through his body but he couldn't pay any attention to it.

There were far more important things to pay attention to, such as the fact that his father was still smiling.

"Nice trick, but you won't get my arm!" He shouted through his gritted teeth before his smile widened even further, "...instead, let me take yours !"

Arnes' right arm lunged forward as darkness gushed out of it. His hand turned into a huge demonic claw that reached out for Dilan's right arm, right at his shoulder.

"Say goodbye to your arm!" Arnes Cier spat maliciously, grasping Dilan's arm tightly while activating the power the Bloodline of the Primordial race harbored. Afterward, he released a beam of darkness through his demon claw.

The beam of darkness easily pierced through Dilan's skin, flesh, and bones. This gave Arnes the way to pierce his demon claw inside the fresh wound before he grasped his arm from the inside out. Arnes ripped Dilan's left arm out of his shoulder, without giving Dilan even the slightest chance to rescue his arm.

However, while Dilan lost one of his arms, Arnes' situation was not much better either. Using the pain that swept through his entire body, the torment of emotions that ravaged his mind, and the powers he had already unleashed, Dilan unleashed the strongest version of the Power of Destruction he had ever activated.

The Blessed Blade, used with 300 Mana and the Power of an Advanced Destruction Spirit was enough to pierce through the light mark on the arm of the chosen one of the Primordial race.

With all his power unleashed, Dilan cut through his father's arm without showing a sign of hesitation. On the contrary, his expression was filled with excitement and the intention to continue, to inflict more lethal injuries on his father, and to slowly bring him closer to desperation.

As for his own lost arm, Dilan couldn't care less.

"A tooth for a tooth, and an arm for an arm…isn't that funny?" Dilan asked at this moment, the sky blue hue of his crazed eyes glowing through the golden oni mask.

Arnes Cier stared into the sky-blue eyes that resembled his own way too much and his expression froze for a moment.

"What the hell are you?..." He asked, his voice cracking for the first time in forever.

Dilan felt ecstatic upon seeing the expression of uncertainty in his father's eyes, and the doubt in his voice.

He knew that his father was not sure whether he was strong enough to handle the crazy masked Golden Oni, or if he would succumb to the tremendous force he seemed to have offended somehow.

"Me? I'm just a human, a perfectly normal human, who was taught the 'fairness' of the world since birth!" Dilan exclaimed while pushing forward. He had thrown aside Arnes Cier's arm before he released several thousand tiny, yet lethal Destructive Slashes using the Blessed Blade and the Advanced Destructo Spirit to cut the light-marked arm into countless pieces.

Afterward, Dilan used Green Magic to scatter the pieces of flesh, bones, and skin that had once been an arm in all directions.

But that was not it.

"I brought you guys some food!!" Dilan shouted out, amplifying his vocal cords with mana just before he activated Taunt for every single monster in the surrounding area of 50,000 meters!

Dilan controlled the Cursed Dagger with Green Magic and he sheathed it cleanly in its scabbard in an instant.

His control of magic skyrocketed and so did his mana replenishment. It accelerated drastically, providing him with tens of mana units to use every single minute.

Taking a deep breath, Dilan looked at the stump of his left arm without a change in his exhilarated expression.

"You are probably crying inwardly, thinking that you shouldn't have sacrificed your arm for mine, don't you?" Dilan asked with a devious grin.

Yet, Arnes Cier didn't give him an answer. He was merely watching his severely bleeding arm stump, lamenting that he wouldn't be able to ever use his Yin Yang power anymore!

"And you're definitely right with that…hahahha!" Dilan laughed as blood burst forth from his left arm.

"I can regrow my arm, after all!!"