"We might be able to pass."
In the main hall of Sky Blade Immortal Palace, Leon and Keisha were in the middle of a conversation when Keisha suddenly paused. Turning to look at Leon, she spoke softly, "Captain Leon, according to Sky Blade's real-ti monitoring, Wanda, Pietro, and Sumarokov have encountered a powerful, unknown enemy. Do you want to use the micro-wormhole technology?"
"Is it urgent?"
"They're in the middle of a battle," Keisha replied, her eyes gleaming with divine light.
In an instant, the entire hall transford. What was once a radiant and holy space beca dark, as heavy rain poured from the sky, drenching the surroundings. The ground turned muddy, filled with water, and on a desolate road rarely trodden by anyone, an extraordinary battle raged.
On this muddy road, an RV was parked, towing a pickup truck. About a hundred ters ahead, illuminated by high beams, a strong young man wearing a brown coat, with two golden swords on his back, was locked in combat with an old man, moving at a speed too fast for the normal human eye to follow.
Leon and Keisha stood near the RV, observing the fight. Not far from Leon, Wanda and Pietro watched on.
Leon gave Keisha a thumbs-up, acknowledging her use of micro-wormhole transport technology paired with mirror dinsion space magic. In such a brief ti, she had recorded, analyzed, and applied the needed tools to transport them. The Sky Blade truly operated at a godly level.
Within the mirror dinsion, which isolated them from the real world but allowed them to witness its events, Leon watched Sumarokov battle the old man. He raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
"Keisha, can you identify the opponent?"
"There's an unknown force blocking full recognition," Keisha said. "But what I can tell is that the enemy isn't fully of this world—it's just a projection, a fragnt of the soul from so unknown entity."
"Then I can pretty much guess where this old guy ca from," Leon muttered. Keisha's words confird the identity of the old man, though Leon hadn't expected Wanda and the others to cross paths with him.
Speaking of Wanda, she seed to sense sothing. She suddenly turned her head, staring intently at the side of the RV where Leon and Keisha stood.
"Are there enemies?" Pietro, noticing Wanda's actions, tensed up, ready for a fight.
Wanda's eyes glowed red, like fiery gems. After a mont of intense focus, she slowly shook her head and turned back. "Maybe it's just my imagination," she said softly.
Even though she dismissed it, she exchanged a glance with Pietro, who remained on high alert.
Watching this unfold, Leon nodded in approval. Wanda, naturally gifted in Chaos Magic, had an exceptional ntal fortitude. After learning the breathing techniques, practicing Observation Haki and Armant Haki, and receiving the improved serum, her abilities had surpassed most others. She must have sensed sothing, but couldn't pinpoint it.
If it had been anyone else, their attention would have wavered, but Wanda maintained her vigilance. Leon's teachings had clearly been ingrained deeply in both Wanda and Pietro: vigilance always cos first.
No matter where you are, it's essential to stay alert to anything unusual or out of place.
"Wait, what was that? Did I see it wrong?"
"Unbelievable! The speed and power—they were moving so fast, I couldn't even see clearly. And that old man, who is he?"
"Wow, is Sumarokov a mutant? That's incredible."
Inside the RV, the passengers had their faces pressed against the windshield or were leaning out the side windows, eyes wide with awe. They were whispering excitedly about the superhuman battle unfolding before them, with no hint of fear or unease.
Leon glanced at them with amusent.
Boom!
A deafening roar shook the ground. Sumarokov's right arm had completely transford into jet-black tal, and he unleashed a devastating punch. The old man blocked it with his staff, and sparks flew as tal clashed with wood. The raw force of the impact released a shockwave of Haki that rippled through the air, creating a vacuum-like space within a ten-ter radius.
The road beneath them fractured, spiderweb cracks splitting the surface. Rainwater quickly seeped into the crevices, filling them.
Despite blocking a punch that carried the force of dozens, if not hundreds, of tons, the old man's face remained calm and composed.
The old man stared at Sumarokov with undisguised greed in his eyes. "Such an interesting power... your soul is so delicious, I can hardly resist it."
Sumarokov growled in response, his voice low and fierce. "If you want my soul, you'll have to go to hell first." With a surge of strength, he flexed the muscles in his right hand and, using his unique power, unleashed another devastating punch.
Boom!
The impact was so powerful that the old man nearly lost his grip on his staff. Although he managed to hold on, the force still sent him hurtling back hundreds of ters. Tumbling through the air, an unseen energy halted his fall, and he hovered mid-air, suspended by an inexplicable force. The sudden stop created a powerful shockwave that blew away the pouring rain.
"Such fascinating strength," the old man sneered, his excitent growing. "You make crave your soul even more."
From his vantage point above, the old man gazed down at Sumarokov, Wanda, and Pietro, who were staring up at him. His lips curled into a wicked smile as he spread his arms wide.
Rumble!
The sky erupted with thunder, and a terrifying aura surged from the old man. The darkness of the storm and the relentless rain seed to mirror the oppressive energy radiating from him. The air itself felt heavy with despair and suffocation, as though the weight of the world was pressing down on them. His eyes transford, no longer human, but resembling the demonic gaze of a being from the depths of hell.
Even the rain seed affected by the sinister force he exuded.
"Did I see that right?" muttered Jeff, sitting uneasily in the driver's seat of the RV. The overwhelming pressure made him feel physically ill. Realizing just how close they were to the monstrous old man and Sumarokov, Jeff made a quick decision, slamming his foot on the accelerator and reversing the RV.
The movent went unnoticed by Wanda, Pietro, and Sumarokov, all of whom were fixated on the maniacally grinning old man before them. Only Leon and Keisha noticed it.
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