789. Sent Flying Backward / 790. Raised High

The mage had never expected this to happen and was startled. He hurriedly retreated, but he was still a step too slow. The longsword pierced deeply into his chest, and blood sprayed out.

The mage lowered his head to look at his chest. A bloodstained longsword was lodged there, with drops of bright red liquid trickling down from its tip.

Damn it, he actually dared to hurt me!

The mage roared as dense fire elements surged from his body. Countless flames rushed toward Izayoi, swallowing him whole.

Unfortunately, the flames were all absorbed into Izayoi’s body the moment they touched him.

Though fierce, these flames posed no threat to Izayoi. He remained where he was, without a single injury on his body.

Damn it, you can actually evade my attack!

"Hmph, didn’t you notice that my longsword can transform your attacks into my own?" Izayoi said calmly.

"What?"

The mage looked down at his chest in shock and discovered that his clothes had been torn apart. Blood kept flowing out, and a huge hole had appeared in his chest, blood gushing from it without stop.

"No, I don’t believe it!"

The mage kept shaking his head, his eyes bloodshot. He knew he had to leave immediately, or he would undoubtedly die.

At that moment, a flash of white light streaked past, and Izayoi appeared before him.

"You think you can escape?" Izayoi said as he thrust his longsword toward the mage’s heart.

With a wave of his hand, the mage conjured a fire shield that blocked Izayoi’s attack. Cracks covered the magical shield. It seemed the mage was a little weaker than Izayoi had imagined.

But that was even better. If the mage truly became powerful, he would probably be difficult to deal with. Izayoi smiled at the thought. The sword techniques in his hand grew even fiercer.

The cracks on the magical shield began to crackle, and it quickly shattered. Izayoi accelerated abruptly and slashed directly at the mage’s arm.

Although the mage had used a protective barrier, he was still cut. Blood continued to flow from the wound.

Sword.

Sent Flying

Seeing that the mage was wounded, Izayoi thought he would surely win this time. He laughed loudly. "Your strength is nothing special. Aren’t you still getting beaten by me?"

After hearing those words, intense fury erupted continuously from within the mage’s chest. He had never imagined that after living for so long, he would suffer such humiliation today.

"Good, brat. You forced my hand. Today, I’ll show you what truly powerful dark magic is!"

The mage chanted an incantation, and a small Black Hole appeared in his palm. The instant it appeared, it began to grow, eventually becoming a massive Black Hole four meters wide.

The Black Hole was filled with dense dark elements, which continued spreading outward at an incredible speed. In an instant, they expanded across several hundred meters, destroying all the surrounding trees.

When Izayoi saw the mage use dark-element magic, his heart jolted. He knew the man before him was definitely a troublesome opponent.

Thus, he immediately used wind magic. Wind blades rose from the ground out of nowhere and slashed toward the Black Hole.

A piercing sound came from within the Black Hole. The wind blades struck it, producing wisps of white smoke, but they failed to cut it apart. The Black Hole continued to expand slowly.

Seeing how formidable the mage’s dark-element magic was, Izayoi quickly used lightning magic. Lightning magic was a relatively gentle form of magic; its power was not as scorching as fire.

It was a rather cold and sinister magic. Lightning flashed, illuminating the entire dark forest, yet the attack still had little effect.

Left with no choice, Izayoi gripped the sword in his hand. He decided to fight the Black Hole with it and see whether he could sever it.

At that thought, determination appeared in his eyes. He poured all his battle aura into the sword, then drove it down fiercely, plunging its tip into the Black Hole.

A powerful rebounding force struck him at once. Izayoi was flung away by it and crashed to the ground, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The rebounding force was simply too powerful. Izayoi had only barely blocked it with all his battle aura. One could imagine just how strong that force was.

Pfft!

Izayoi spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at the sword in his hand, his eyes filled with shock…

He had never expected the Black Hole to possess such terrifying power.

Yet he was unwilling to give up. He took out a bottle of pills from his robes and swallowed them. The effects of the medicine soon took hold.

His internal organs began to recover slowly, and the battle aura within his body also began to return. He rose from the ground and raised his sword once more, stabbing toward the Black Hole.

This time, he did not use lightning magic. He wanted to test exactly how powerful his own attacks had become.

He thrust his sword into the Black Hole, then used battle aura to pull the hilt back. But just as the hilt emerged, an enormous rebounding force surged toward Izayoi and shoved him away.

What’s going on? Is my strength not enough?

Izayoi was puzzled. He tried again, but the result was the same. He simply could not destroy the Black Hole.

Izayoi thought for a moment, then swallowed several more pills and continued using battle aura to stab at the Black Hole.

Pfft!

The sword hilt plunged into the Black Hole, and the blade snapped off inside it.

"How could this happen?"

When Izayoi saw that his sword had broken, a look of frustration appeared on his face.

Raised High

Izayoi hurriedly tossed away the broken sword and took out a brand-new one. This sword was even more powerful than the previous one. He glared viciously at the mage before him and shouted.

"You damned mage, let me show you my swordsmanship!"

With that, he gripped his sword and charged at the mage at high speed.

The mage sneered when he saw this. Then he raised a finger and flicked lightly, sending a magic sphere flying toward Izayoi.

Izayoi immediately tried to dodge, but in his panic, he forgot about his injuries. The magic sphere struck him directly in the chest, sending him flying backward. He slammed into a wall and fell to the ground.

He struggled to his feet, glared at the mocking mage standing nearby, and gritted out, "Bastard!"

His chest had already caved in, and blood was pouring out endlessly. It was a horrifying sight. Even his clothes had been dyed red with blood, showing just how seriously injured he was.

Seeing Izayoi in such a miserable state, the mage was delighted.

He had poured all his strength into that magic sphere. It was his most powerful move. If it had failed to kill Izayoi in one strike, he could not guarantee whether it would injure him.

Now that he had seen the outcome, there was no need for him to hold back. After all, this brat was a dangerous figure. He absolutely could not let him go. Only by killing him could he ensure his own safety.

The mage slowly approached Izayoi, then lifted his foot and kicked at him.

Feeling the intense pain wracking his body, Izayoi quickly raised the sword in his hand and blocked the mage’s attack.

He knew that only by risking his life could he deal with this mage. With that thought, he swung his sword fiercely.

Izayoi had put all his strength into this strike, so its force was tremendous. One slash struck the mage’s body.

The mage immediately felt the immense force and staggered several steps backward, his expression turning grim.

Seeing this, Izayoi immediately pressed his advantage and lunged at the mage again. He swung his sword once more, thrusting it toward the mage.

The mage immediately raised his arm to block Izayoi’s sword, but the recoil from this strike was far stronger than before. He was forced back several steps in succession.

Numerous cracks appeared across his body, and blood continuously flowed from his wounds.

"Brat, you’re not bad. You actually managed to injure me. But from now on, I won’t show you any mercy."

As he spoke, blue light flashed in his eyes.

The light was so dazzling that it was impossible to keep one’s eyes open. It stung so badly that tears began to stream from Izayoi’s eyes.

"Well? Do you feel my power now? Hahaha! A light-element mage like me isn’t someone an ordinary person like you can resist. Just surrender obediently."

He laughed wildly, looking as though victory was already in his grasp.

Izayoi wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes and used a powerful sword technique to wound the mage’s arm directly.

"Damn it, you brat, you actually dared to hurt me! This time, I’m going all out against you!"

The mage chanted an incantation, and a power of space emerged. A Dark Dragon was summoned before him.

Izayoi was greatly shocked when he saw it. He had not expected the mage to be so formidable that he could summon such a powerful Dark Dragon. It was truly terrifying.

Burned to Death Obediently

The Dark Dragon raised its head high, looking utterly disdainful. "You human brat aren’t worthy of this lord’s intervention!"

Izayoi’s expression darkened as he looked at the Dark Dragon before him. He truly had not expected to encounter such an opponent.

"Don’t get cocky, you rotten dragon. If I go all out, I believe I can still injure you!"

The Dark Dragon burst into laughter. "You? A mere human brat like you? Just because of those words? Hahaha! You’re making this lord laugh to death!"

Seeing the Dark Dragon’s arrogant and overbearing manner, Izayoi could not help clenching his fists.

"What are you laughing at?"

Izayoi’s eyes seemed ready to spit fire. He was furious.

"This lord is laughing at your excessive arrogance! Let me tell you, before this lord, you will always be a tiny existence!"

"You insignificant wretch! This lord could crush you with a single finger! You insignificant wretch!" The Dark Dragon’s voice echoed throughout the entire valley.

"Hmph!"

Izayoi snorted coldly. His figure flashed as he charged toward the Dark Dragon. His speed was frighteningly fast, and his power was immense as he swung his arm and smashed it fiercely at the Dark Dragon’s head.

Boom!

A tremendous explosion rang out. The Dark Dragon was sent flying backward, tracing an arc through the air before crashing directly into the mountain wall.

Dust filled the cave, and smoke billowed everywhere. A deep crater was smashed into the mountain wall.

The Dark Dragon rushed out and slammed directly into Izayoi, severely injuring him.

Izayoi stared at the Dark Dragon before him in disbelief. "Damn it, I never expected you, a Dark Dragon, to be so terrifyingly powerful!"

The Dark Dragon smiled smugly after hearing that. "Well? Now you know how powerful I am, don’t you?"

Izayoi shook his head. "I admit that you’re powerful, but I’m definitely not someone who will let you humiliate me! You bastard, die!"

After saying that, Izayoi prepared to use all his strength to kill the Dark Dragon. He did not want to remain here any longer, because he did not know when he might fail.

He did not know when he would fail, so he had to risk everything.

Boom!

Another loud bang rang out, and Izayoi was blasted away again. He crashed into the mountain wall, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph! Ant!"

The Dark Dragon looked at Izayoi lying on the ground and snorted disdainfully.

"You bastard, I’ll kill you!" Izayoi climbed to his feet, wiped the blood from his mouth, and glared with fury in his eyes.

He did not want to be looked down upon by others. Moreover, this bastard before him was his mortal enemy, so he had to kill him!

Izayoi charged at the Dark Dragon again, while the Dark Dragon showed no fear. Looking at Izayoi, it sneered.

"Brat, this lord has a lifespan of three hundred years. Even if you kill me, I can be reborn! So this lord will not fear you. Your strength is utterly insignificant before me!"

After hearing this, Izayoi knew he was no match for the Dark Dragon. He hurriedly fled into the distance, but the Dark Dragon snorted and rapidly pursued him.

"Where do you think you’re running, brat? This time, I’ll let you taste this lord’s power!" Pitch-black Flames spewed from the Dark Dragon’s mouth, attacking Izayoi relentlessly. Izayoi immediately sensed danger.

A Bad Feeling

The Pitch-black Flames from the Dark Dragon’s mouth were scorching hot as they attacked Izayoi without pause. "Human brat, obediently burn to death under my flames. There’s no point in running!"

The Dark Dragon continued holding its proud head high, appearing utterly arrogant and imposing.

Izayoi snorted after hearing that and rushed swiftly toward the Pitch-black Flames in the darkness. A strange light seemed to shine from the sword in his hand.

"You rotten dragon, let me show you what I can do!"

He infused his sword with a power that seemed capable of cutting through everything and slashed at the Pitch-black Flames. The sword struck the Pitch-black Flames—

and massive explosions erupted at once. The Pitch-black Flames vanished in an instant, leaving behind only a dark mark, as if they had never existed at all.

When the Dark Dragon saw its Pitch-black Flames destroyed, its expression changed instantly, and terror appeared in its eyes.