Using all of his strength, reaction, and speed, Ereg had been dealing with ten ash swords. However, with ninety swords now flying at him, the situation had completely changed. He didn't stand a chance against so many attacks at once.
"Damn... I'll be honest, but considering their speed and the fact that they can imdiately recover from destruction, I would hardly be able to deal with them." Liang uttered with a slight frown.
In his pri, he could swing his sword dozens of tis per second, under different directions and trajectories, however, it worked well when there was only one opponent.
In that case, with his attacks, Liang could anticipate all of his opponent's movents and simultaneously inflict many wounds with his sharp sword or wind blades.
Alucard nodded, "Yeah... That's true. I wouldn't even try to destroy them, I'd just let those swords sink into and continue fighting that way."
Nitra's face creased at how crazy things Alucard was saying, or rather, that's what they were to everyone but him.
"Hey, enough of this nonsense. After all, besides the three of us, there are others here who want to learn sothing from this fight. Only you can fight when you have a hundred swords thrust into you!" Nitra exclaid irritably.
"Pfffft! It's not my fault you don't have the sa regeneration as . That's your problem, not mine." Alucard shrugged nonchalantly, annoying Nitra even more.
"I'm sorry..." Krana entered the conversation, unsure of what was the norm for her, "I may be wrong, but it seems to that Mr. Ereg is not at all worried about the situation he finds himself in."
Liang's eyes went wide for a mont, "Damn... You're right..."
Perhaps they would have liked to discuss it a bit more, but they didn't have ti for that, since the swords had already reached their target seemingly piercing Ereg who was standing still. It was unlikely that Ereg could dodge a hundred swords at once, but he could at least try to do so, however, he didn't even look in their direction, as if he was resigned to defeat or had a plan.
At the last mont, through the veil of dust rising from behind the collapsed swords, Alucard saw the smirk on Ereg's face. It imdiately made the corners of his mouth go up, waiting to see the trump card that Ereg had prepared.
At the sa mont, when the main swords were about to pierce Ereg, a stream of purple energy surged upwards.
In a heartbeat, a powerful blast of energy spread from the point of attack, throwing most of the swords aside. The swords slamd into the ground, but it seed that Ereg's attempt was a failure, as about twenty swords were able to resist the shockwave. They effortlessly advanced further, piercing Ereg's body - at least that's what everyone thought.
Gael, who seed to realize what had happened got a dazed expression as a slight shiver went down his back.
Alucard grinned widely, and Liang lifted his head with genuine interest watching Ereg's silhouette.
"Damn, was he deliberately waiting for this mont?" Wain uttered with narrowed eyes.
"Yeah, looks like it. Anyway, Ereg has turned out to have one of the biggest arsenals of all of us. A little more, and he'll have more abilities than or all of us together." Sven nodded, speaking calmly.
Whoooooooooooooosh.
Ereg waved his hand, clearing a cloud of dust out of his path and stepping forward confidently, revealing himself.
He didn't go through any transformation or activate his Form, nor did he summon a new ghost. What Ereg did was simply use the purple ghost's ability.
His entire body was covered in thick, black armor seemingly created by a great blacksmith specifically for him. The armor had a multitude of purple runes on it, connected by bands like cells and blood vessels, only these bands flowed energy instead of blood.
Each piece of armor gave Ereg a different effect, so his gauntlets with sharp protrusions greatly increased the power of his blows and allowed him to tear flesh apart with his claws.
His high boots not only fully protected his feet, but also gave him incredible speed that was even faster than the usual use of the purple ghost.
The base was a chestplate - bulky, yet lightweight, and no restraints on Ereg's movents. So far, a few ash swords had tried to get through it, however, it was useless.
It seed that the durability of Ereg's armor was several tis greater than the sharpness of the ash swords, and he had nothing to worry about.
"Armor...? Damn, there's no way I could have expected sothing like that from Beastfolk." Gael muttered with a dazed expression, "I admit, you actually managed to surprise , however, do you really think I won't be able to get through your defenses?"
Ereg shrugged, "You can try, but I assure you, you won't succeed. Defense is only a fraction of the power of purple and I'm ready to show you that."
Then, Ereg waved his hand, and several runes on his armor flashed.
At the sa mont, devastating waves of energy ca out, causing the ash swords to shake and shatter into tiny particles.
Ash tried to regenerate as before, to beco a deadly weapon again. However, Ereg was ready for it, since the vibrations, coming from his armor were causing the ash to split into even smaller pieces - so much so that there was no more energy left in them.
Gael frowned. At that mont, he realized that his main weapon that had caused Ereg so much trouble had lost its effectiveness.
"You see?" Ereg smirked, the runes faded, and the vibrations stopped emanating from his armor.
Gael nodded, "Yeah, that's impressive. However, you just learned how to completely destroy my swords and increased your defense. All I need to do is increase their sharpness to hurt you."
"Sure. You're right in theory, but you forgot sothing." Ereg smiled kindly, "My purple armor gives more than just protection!"
At the sa mont, Ereg's eyes sparkled as he tore forward at breakneck speed.
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