Digitize: Rebirth of the Silver Death God - Chapter 193

With the combative shout made by Judy Levier, all eyes were at attention as everyone sought to see the reason for her confidence. Powerful talents like Child of Blaze and Kailua Mei didn’t seem overly phased; even Velmon only showed a calm smile on his face as Jason scoffed silently.

The scene remained quiet for a while until finally, everyone heard the sound of something rushing through the wind. When everyone looked more closely, they saw a female from the Martial Union appear onto the battle platform, standing a few meters from Judy.

It was a short girl with lengthy black pigtails, garbed much like a ninja as she held two ring-shaped blades in her plans by a curved handle.

“Oh, who is she?” Nero pensively asked as he could feel a decent amount of power from her soul.

Avollo, who lazily laid back, glanced at the girl before replying, “If I recall correctly, she should be Takuma Seya, the rising talent from an unattached family connected with the Martial Union.”

“Hmm, you’ve of her name, so I guess that she must be quite capable,” Nero said with sharp eyes.

“No idea; rumors are exaggerated from time to time, you know,” Avollo said with a yawn.

Much like them, a few others also had a similar discussion; Judy, who stood before her opponent, had a stern face as she didn’t think she’d call out someone from the Martial Union of all places.

As if she could sense her worry, Seya made a sly smirk as she adopted combat posture, her torso lowering as her feet crouched slightly and spread wide when she held her weapons with her arms extended behind her.

“Hehe, don’t worry, sister, I’ll be gentle.”

Judy’s face contorted at this; she gritted her teeth and waved her hand, calling out a giant war hammer as her thoughts erupted.

‘Hmph! She’s only strong in rumor; I doubt she’d be able to beat me…’

With the two no longer speaking, the tension around them rose as despite not erupting any magic power, their battle dresses fluttered with the rising wind.

Suddenly, before both girls noticed, a figure had appeared at the center of the stage. A long overcoat and a mask shrouded his features as he waved his hand before them, almost like chopping wood as his voice filled the surroundings.

“Begin!”

With his resonant shout, the look on Judy’s face became fierce; she didn’t even hesitate but take one heavy step forward, the muscles in her legs pulsing as her foot pushed her forward, much like a rocket at launch.

In seconds, she had leaped to a few meters above Seya, whereby she twirled her body with the War Hammer, building up momentum as her body emitted her magic power.

“Go to hell, Revolving Earth Crash!”

With a roar, she struck it downwards with full strength, the forceful swing causing the wind to move in a flurry. It scattered everywhere even before the hammer had made an impact, the force pushing back a few weaker digitizers that looked at her descending figure in fear.

“Ah… so the descendant of Sir Levier lives up to her name, I can feel that her Combat Power has achieved 340, her Rising Earth Steps and Revolving Earth Crash is quite good. But it’s a pity; she’s a bit like that rumored Balkras child… a bit too hardheaded to see her limits.”

Kailua Meng said with a smile as he sat in his monk-like robes in the chair for officials; his eyes shifted over to Reil, who acted as if he didn’t hear anything.

“Huhu… what would you expect? As miss Brightwood would say, they are from the same category, the unattached batch…” Hatman Chief Dale said with a like snicker.

Kailua Meng didn’t say anything at this; his eyes wandered over to Pale Brightwood, who at this time, sat peacefully, almost like an angel at rest as she held onto a cross-shaped stave of exquisite design.

Kailua Meng said nothing, but as for the ever so silent and secretive Alkaline, she merely whispered to herself.

“Huhu, so pretentious…”

On the side of various spectators, unique characters like Doppleman, Paul, and even Xellan had casual looks as if they could already see the results.

Yullia frowned as she cursed, “Darn, what’s that girl doing? She’s gotten way too confident for her own good!”

“Miss Yullia is correct; overconfidence isn’t a good thing; she’s strong, but she’s not properly using her strength,” Screwgelman added from the side as even Ian nodded.

Nero looked at this with calm eyes as Elly frowned; it seemed that she also found this to be a foolish move.

Back onto the arena, Judy’s overwhelming attack was only moments from crashing into Seya; her eyes showed a look of confidence as if this she had won; the war hammer’s head soon after crashed into a silhouette below her, creating a loud boom shockwave.

After a while, the lights from her magic power had faded. Now, a wide spiderweb of cracks had formed onto the battle stage. But as for the target of the previous attack, they had already vanished.

“What? Where did she go?” Judy exclaimed in surprise as she began to look around flusteredly.

Still, right when her words finished, a swooshing noise sounded as two objects charged towards her from both of her flanks. These objects were the circular-shaped blades that Seya carried; they rapidly spun as they bolted that the air, coated by a layer of magic power.

Judy’s face turned pale as she sensed the danger behind the weapons, she thought with a panic expression.

‘Oh no! She’s stronger than me; I was too quick to use such a move!’

Judy felt that she made the biggest mistake underestimating her opponent, but as she thought back to how hard she worked to stand out in the Blood Steel Society, to prove herself to her uncle, she bit her lips with gripped war hammer even firmer as she shouted.

“I won’t lose!” Judy shouted as she pushed her magic power to its limits, her Combat Power quickly rising again as it climbed to 350.

With a wide swing of her war hammer, Judy forcefully repelled the revolving blades, using all of her strength to push them back. These spinning blades then made a graceful arc in the air before soaring towards a corner of the battle stage.

Two slender arms grasped them firmly as Seya appeared with a tinge of surprise on her face in a flash. She carefully eyed Judy and smiled as she spoke, “Wow, I didn’t think you’d be able to repel them; I’d always heard that you Blood Steel Society freaks are the lowliest of all DU Associations, but you’ve proved such rumors to be a bit wrong. Nevertheless, I can see that you’ve tapped into a higher power. You might have achieved a miracle, but… I wonder, can you do it again?”

With such words said, Seya held both hands up to her sides; the two ring-shaped blades began to spin above her palms as her magic power coiled around her body, condensing into her blades with each passing second.

Judy coughed as she saw this, her face slightly paler as she took in a few breaths of air, she knew she went over her limit just now, and it wouldn’t be easy to fight this opponent before her.

“That bitch! I’ll teach you soon not to disrespect us,” Kenra, who stood at the edge of the stage, cursed with a frown on his face. Heck, even Nero had a look of discomfort; he especially didn’t like the words said by Seya, obviously mocking those of the Blood Steel Society, including himself.

Back on the stage, Seya’s eyes glanced over to the side of the Martial Union; Kojima Ryusei gave her a knowing look as his manner seemed normal.

Seya’s eyes soon had a flash of murderous intent, even more so as she glared at Judy.

Reil naturally noticed this, he glanced at the Martial Union Chief Kailua Meng, who sat calmly like a monk, his eyes closed with mouth curving into a smile. With a snort, Reil said nothing, but anyone could feel a dangerous mood in the air.

By now, Seya’s aura rose as her Combat Power climbed to a higher stage as she spoke, “Do you accept your defeat? Or do you wish to continue this fight?”

Seya looked as if she’d instantly end Judy’s life if she didn’t say anything, and Judy seemed as if she was struggling to admit her loss.

“That damn brat, what’s taking her so long?” Reil inwardly cursed as he saw his niece’s stubbornness, he was a bit disappointed with her, but he knew better than jump out there to interfere, especially with so many enemies eyeing him.

Finally, after an anxiety-inducing time, Judy waved her hand, putting away her war hammer as her magic power vanished. She then gave Seya a sharp look as she spoke, “You might have won for now, but I promise you, I’ll crush you the next time we meet.”

Not even waiting for Seya’s reply, Judy jumped down from the stage as Kenra hurried over to check her condition.

Seya stared at her with a slight amount of loss in her eyes; her murderous intent faded as she played with her blades idly while thinking.

“Hehe, she didn’t know what I had in store for her; she should count herself lucky.”

At this moment, the mysterious masked man clapped, causing a light shockwave to shake the room as he shouted, “Victory goes to Seya of the Martial Union! Who will be the next to challenge her?”

Those of the Martial Union side cheered widely as everyone else looked on silently, Kenra who had just spoken with Judy, sent her off to Nero’s side before he took a step forward and said with a look of rage in his eyes.

“I will be the one to fight.”

The mood once more changed as Seya looked at Kenra with deep eyes, his fat making him seem almost comedic as his belly shook when mounting the stage, but those who knew of him, knew full well that no one should underestimate his strength.