As people moved around after hearing of this mysterious crimson-haired with affiliation to the head of the Jade Dragon Association, the man in question had just received more than 90% of the earnings from what he sold. Now, with no more reason to stick around, he bid farewell to Aflon and his father.
He reassured them multiple tis that Duke Ashford was highly unlikely to bother them anymore. After all, he had a much more pressing thievery matter to attend to. As he was hot on the trail of the thief, nothing else mattered to him.
He had to get back those King Crystals, no matter the cost!
Ultimately, the Duke's forces caught up to the culprit of the mass robbing of multiple Dukes. Of course, they only found him because he allowed himself to be found.
While out in the middle of a vast grassy clearing, a lone crimson-haired man stood like a sword's scabbard. As the wind whistled and violently blew the shrouding grass and trees, he stood there and locked eyes with a mighty force of hundreds of Immortal Kings and dozens of Immortal Emperors!
Each one was mightier than the last, and they were all glaring at a singular man as if the worst scourge to ever grace the face of the planet. From the furthest end of the imposing force, a broad-shouldered man with wild flowing hair materialized from thin air. His aura was so imnse that even the particles in the atmosphere shriveled up and imploded into oblivion. Every step he took, the ground cracked and the earth trembled. All the other absurdly powerful personas made way for this man.
As this man appeared to the front of the group, the Immortal Emperors part of the front guard cordially moved out of the way and announced his noble na:
"We welco the presence of the fourth general of the Azureflask Empire's Royal Military — Immortal General Razkar!"
OUNG!!!
The very essence of the world resonated in fear and awe at the announcent of this daunting na as his aura exploded outward in ferocity. Of those in his group, only a handful of the Immortal Emperors managed to maintain their composure. As Immortal General Razkar honed in on the highest-wanted level thief, his aura condensed and diverted its grandeur toward just him instead of everyone.
CRACK!!!
The ground beneath Azmodeus's feet cracked into a spiderweb shape. It spread out for hundreds of ters; however, even as the earth felt such imnse pressure, Azmodeus stood with a blank expression. His arms were behind his back, and his posture was immaculate, leaving the opposing forces in a state of astonishnt.
It was unbelievable to see soone actually withstand Immortal General Razkar's aura like it didn't even exist! For them, that was more unlikely than winning the lottery and ascending to the heavens in a single go!
Even the other three Immortal Generals of the Azureflask Royal Army would find themselves hard-pressed to stand unfazed in front of Razkar. After all, he was soone who had single-handedly slain dozens of Immortal Emperors of an opposing Empire!
To go against him was the sa as going against the full might of the Azureflask Empire!
An amused look ford on Immortal General Razkar's usually stoic face. "I now see why the Dukes have gone so far to capture you," he said evenly. "I also understand how it was possible for you to rob all four Dukes without getting caught. You are likely one of very few people who possess the capabilities to do such a thing." His thunderous footsteps resounded as he slowly approached the crimson-haired man. Continuing, he said, "There was, however, one thing that you failed to account for in this grand heist of yours."
OOOM!
His aura grew more with each passing second as it pressed down on Azmodeus like the insurmountable force of the world itself!
Electricity crackled underneath Razkar's soles as his figure blurred. "What you failed to account for," he said as his face suddenly appeared in front of Azmodeus. "Is that there would be soone stronger than you in the Azureflask Empire."
WHAM!
The razor-sharp edge of a jagged katana hit the side of Azmodeus's face. However, while intense winds and auras obscured Razkar's view, he realized that the sound produced from what should've been an insta-kill didn't sound right.
Danger.
Then, from amid a puff of smoke, a massive obsidian cleaver cut through the air and reached Razkar's neck in an instant. Unable to dodge in ti, he pumped the muscles in his right arm and shot up his blade. As blood drizzled down his cheek and onto his blade, he realized that a close call nearly snuffed out his life force.
"You are quite fast," Azmodeus said coldly. "But unfortunately for you, you are nowhere near fast enough."
"!!!"
Razkar saw his target vanish right in front of him. His eyes darted around the area as he attempted to locate him, but it was to no avail. Then, as if his target were just playing with him, six piercing screams echoed out from among his forces. Razkar shifted his focus in their direction and saw six mangled heads fly up into the sky, leaving behind them a trail of blood.
Although enraged by this developnt, as the leader of this party, he had to keep his calm. After controlling his breathing, he bent low to the floor, completely ignoring the pleas for help coming from his companions.
As his long, jagged sword bent down beside him, the very air itself seed to crackle and freeze over while zaps of electricity sparkled from his mouth.
{|Lightning Shift|}
[|1st Form: Holy Matrimonial Divide|]
BZZZzzzzttt!!!
The air caved in under the voltage emitted from Razkar and his sword as he blurred and shot forth like a zigzagging devil of destruction! He would let his blade taste blood—
"How pointless," a raspy voice uttered coldly as ti seed to freeze for Razkar and the other's. Everyone was sending out their own attacks at him; however, in the face of absolute strength, their numbers ant nothing.
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