The Demon Monarch System - Chapter 483

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Amduscias’s eyebrows jumped in response to Typhir’s change. Truth be told, he didn’t expect to see any signs of a powerful bloodline appear before his eyes, yet it happened. And from an unknown opponent nonetheless. Because of this discovery, a faint battle intent stirred inside Amduscias as he smirked.

His grip around his spear tightened as he advanced a step, taking in all of the changes that took place to Typhir’s power. At first glance, his Aura appeared to have skyrocketed to at least the middle of the third degree.

At the same time, there were signs of exuberant strength billowing from Typhir’s body that flowed into the weapon in his hand perfectly. It was then that Amduscias realized that the weapon in Typhir’s hand could possibly be an Armament.

However, once he noticed the lack of any soul fluctuations emanating from the weapon, he understood that it was just an empty husk as of right now. In other words, the weapon in Typhir’s hand was incomplete.

Be that as it may, there were still apparent signs of the weapon’s body becoming a threat. Therefore, Amduscias chose to treat Typhir with caution. After all, although his Aura was at a high level and he hadn’t released it all, Amduscias was aware that Typhir’s Aura of Destruction could disrupt at least one degree of his Aura.

Simply put, as it was now, their Aura was only similar levels. In fact, Amduscias was sure that Typhir’s Aura was the one superior. Granted, Amduscias’s Aura only posed its usages and heightened power while in action.

During the time Amduscias was motion, his Aura lost at least half of its imposing nature. However, this was information that Typhir wasn’t aware of. Despite activating his bloodline continuously, he was still on edge, holding his sword in a position that allowed him to attack or defend in the shortest time possible.

When it came to speed, he understood that he was sorely lacking against Amduscias; this was even when his bloodline boost was taken into account. All attacks performed by Amduscias while using his Aura of Acceleration were extremely difficult, if not impossible, for Typhir to track.

Regrettably, it appeared Amduscias wouldn’t stop his actions without Typhir stepping in. Thus, he was left with no other choice. Besides, the overwhelming difficulty of the fight caused Typhir’s blood to roil, which triggered the berserk nature in him that went beyond his bloodline.

“Come,” Typhir said in a deep voice as his severe gaze locked onto Amduscias.

Amduscias chuckled in response but reacted nonetheless. The sound of a lightning strike echoed in the room as Amduscias moved, leaving a dissipating surge of dark lightning behind.

Before he could even sense Amduscias’s position, Typhir executed a wide horizontal slash with Tenebrous Energy laced with. An expanding arc hurtled forward as Typhir looked for any displacements in the attack.

Even though Amduscias was moving faster than he could track, Typhir’s first thought was that he could use his attack as a sort of beacon to broadcast his position. He didn’t believe he was moving fast enough to avoid a strike that covered was what essentially the entire width of the room.

Sadly, the reality of the matter was much worse than Typhir assumed. Even now, Amduscias was simply toying with him as he had yet to reveal any of his techniques aside from this shocking change with the majestic dark lightning armor.

Suddenly, the middle portion of Typhir’s attack disappeared as Amduscias’s body flickered, appearing before him with a flash of lightning. In the next moment, Typhir witnessed as a frightening spear top grew large within his view.

His first thought was to dodge, but he decided not after sensing the stored energy inside the strike. On top of estimating that this attack doubled as more than a mere physical risk, Sapphyr and Valac were directly in line with the attack behind him.

Dodging that attack would put them as well as Xezym in jeopardy. Despite activating his bloodline, his defenses were still superior in comparison to the others. Therefore, Typhir was confident in receiving the attack.

He lifted his sword high above his head and slashed downward, causing an unsettling silence to occur. Their weapons clashing and causing this outcome reminded Typhir of another event. While recalling that time, his eyes narrowed as he increased the strength behind his attack to another level.

As a result, the ground beneath his feet crumbled. Unlike Typhir, Amduscias was in the air since he leaped forward before unleashing the pierce. Simultaneously, a flash of dark light occurred as Typhir’s pupil constricted.

He experienced the same sensation as Valac did, but it was only for a fleeting moment as his Aura of Destruction retaliated against the invading Aura. This development immediately highlighted the benefits of having a developed Aura within fights like these.

Valac opened his eyes with a pained groan in the back as he watched the rapid exchanges between Amduscias and Typhir. The turbulent fluctuation of Aura caught his eyes, but he also understood that Typhir failed to gain the upper hand with each attack.

“It’s only a matter of time before he falls. The most we can ask for is that he stalls long enough for Amduscias to release a powerful attack,” Valac muttered while slowly sitting up to brace himself against a pillar off to the side.

“We understand as much, but I must say, he really did a number on you. Wasn’t that less than five hits? I wonder just how powerful it is,” Sapphyr replied while showcasing a curious expression.

However, Valac didn’t respond. Though he made a comparison after receiving that first attack, he didn’t voice it at all. The pain he felt was comparable to when Apollo inflicted heavy punishment on him. Yet, it was achieved in much less time.

All Valac hoped was that Apollo had grown enough to handle an opponent of this caliber. If not, this would have been done for naught.

Meanwhile, Typhir stabbed Armageddon into the ground to stop himself from sliding back too far. Conversely, he extended his left hand, firing a cluster of Hellfire towards Amduscias.

Though he didn’t expect any results of this attack, he aimed to buy time to recover his proper footing. After receiving the attack firsthand, in addition to the information collected from Valac’s brief fight, Typhir understood more about this Aura he was up against.

‘It’s just acceleration, but it’s done at such a high level that feels to be his natural speed. Not to mention, the increase is so drastic that it’s a challenge to discern the moment of activation. I’d need at least the next level of my bloodline to post any viable threat,’ Typhir thought.

Despite his estimation, Typhir readied himself once again. This time, a large amount of Ira surged into Armageddon, which caused a ruby red eye with a golden and purple elliptical pupil to open just above the hilt.

Once it opened, a nefarious sensation permeated the air surrounding Typhir. Whereas Apollo’s weapon directly increased the power of his attacks, Typhir’s unleashed different stages of empowerment. At this level, the first trait to experience an increase was his bloodlust.

In return for amplifying his bloodlust, each of his attacks possessed a chance to inflict cuts that couldn’t be healed unless the obscure bloodlust was expelled from one’s body. Additionally, each successful attack allowed Typhir to store one percent of the damage inflicted. In the most extreme cases, this accumulated damage could be released in the form of a brutal attack befitting of a berserker’s reputation.

Once this supportive effect was activated, Typhir’s attack patterns became more erratic. A portion of it was due to the exhilarating strength flowing through him, but the real reason was that he determined it was best to overwhelm Amduscias with a flurry of attacks that robbed him of all windows to gather his Aura.

At least, that’s what Typhir believed. He thought Amduscias required a short window to gather the Aura needed to accelerate to excessive speed. He found out the hard way that this assumption was far from the truth.

All Amduscias needed was a single movement to initiate the process. In other words, whether it be attacking or defending, he could accelerate either of them. Though his increase was sizable, Amduscias unleashed something that made Typhir freeze for a moment.

Whoosh!

An even more horrifying billowed from Amduscias’s body in droves as he gazed at Typhir. A moment later, he stabbed his spear forward, except six spear images condensed into one.

By the time it hit Typhir’s body, he was rendered immobile despite defending as a bizarre force flowed through him. Eventually, his face strained as a stream of blood flowed down both corners of his lips.

“The fifth degree is something beyond you. While your valor for sticking up for your comrade is commendable, he’s undeserving. Also, you should learn to understand when an opponent is too much for you,” Amduscias said.

Afterward, he twirled his spear around his body before gathering a large amount of dark lightning. “Allow me to teach you both a lesson simultaneously! You’ll do well to appreciate my teachings!”

Fwoom!

Amduscias’ launched a massive beam of dark lightning towards the two, but a gigantic black hand grabbed it, stopping it, as a portal opened beside Typhir. A confident voice sounded from inside; however, there was a touch of anger brimming within their tone.

“Oh? These are my people. So, tell me. Why do you believe you retain the right to teach them any lessons of now? Perhaps I should teach you a lesson instead.”

After hearing the voice, Amduscias’s eyes narrowed because of the cracking noises coming from his attack. The large hand was on the verge of shattering his spear beam!