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Outside Siren's main headquarters...
Izroth's Ninth Sword Form: World Quelling Ripple imdiately extinguished all hostile energy sources within twenty ters. After doing so, the ripples continued to travel outward with every passing second.
As the ripples approached Enigma, a mystical aura encompassed his body. Then, just as the energy neutralizing wave from Izroth's ninth sword form washed over Enigma, it ca to an abrupt halt.
'Hm?'
Izroth quickly discovered that there was sothing off about the quelling ripples after they made contact with Enigma. For so reason, he could no longer feel a connection to his ninth sword form. It was as if sothing interfered with his control over the sword skill.
"Resisting is futile." Enigma's voice sounded from right next to Izroth.
Izroth swept his sword in a full arc was as his Sword of the Storm sliced through the air!
Swoosh!
Izroth's blade cut effortlessly through Enigma, severing his body in two. However, Izroth inwardly frowned when his sword passed sliced into Enigma.
'There was no feedback.'
The Sword of the Storm was certainly a sharp blade, but there was always so feedback whenever he cut sothing.
Just now, Izroth did not experience any such feedback and instantly knew that sothing was off.
"I see... So you choose to resist until the end. Very well. Since you have no desire for a quick and painless death, I shall grant your wish. I am curious—how long will it take until you descend into madness?" Enigma spoke with his body still cut in two on the ground.
Right after he finished speaking, Enigma's body crumbled into countless pieces before being carried off by the wind. At the sa ti, Enigma reappeared a few ters in front of Izroth without a single scratch.
'He's not using illusions, but with what's happening, it's difficult to think of it as sothing else. There's also the possibility that I've been secretly poisoned and I'm seeing things, but it would have to be a poison close to the level of the Immortal Hydra's. Of course, there's always the third option... But, first, there is sothing I need to confirm.'
The ground returned to normal as the quelling ripples faded away. But, less than a couple of seconds later, a new wave of ripples ford and spread out in every direction.
Izroth used his Sixth Sword Form: Double Blooming Lotus to mimic his ninth sword form.
The overall power and effects were greatly reduced compared to the original skill. However, unlike last ti when his gaze was locked onto Enigma, Izroth imdiately followed up with Sword Arts: Four Steps of Death.
Swoosh!
Izroth gained a large burst of movent speed. But, instead of charging towards Enigma, he moved full speed in the opposite direction!
If soone was observing the fight from an outside perspective, it would seem as though Izroth was attempting to flee!
Of course, Izroth had zero intention of running away.
The mont he arrived roughly ten ters away from his previous position, Izroth slashed outward with his Sword of the Storm, acquiring the first stack to his Sword Arts: Four Steps of Death.
At the sa ti, the quelling ripples from his ninth sword form ca to a halt just they had done previously. And, at first glance, nothing had changed from Izroth's last attempt. But, as Izroth's blade swept through the air, sothing unusual took place. The surrounding space fluctuated as he felt his Sword of the Storm crash into a solid surface.
However, there was nothing there—at least, that's how it appeared at first glance.
Without warning, the space near Izroth's Sword of the Storm began to fluctuate as a tallic object with three short and thin blades revealed itself. It was a claw-like weapon with sharpened edges that made one feel uneasy just from being near it.
Soon after the weapon was revealed, a second spatial fluctuation took place as Enigma erged with a cold look in his eyes beneath his mask as his gaze t with Izroth's.
"He blocked my talon? My attack pattern must have been too predictable... I'll admit, I underestimated him. Nevertheless—I don't believe he is capable of seeing through my ability. After all, even those in the legendary realm would not necessarily be able to accomplish such a feat, let alone soone below that realm." Enigma internalized.
In the end, Enigma concluded that Izroth must have used a bit of skill and luck to stop his attack.
As Enigma swiftly organized his thoughts, a carefree smile ford on Izroth's face that caught him off guard.
Seeing that carefree smile on his target's face caused Enigma's expression to darken. They had only managed to intercept one of his attacks and now they dared to look down on him?!
Enigma maintained his composure; however, the killing intent he emitted grew increasingly fierce.
Enigma pushed his talon forward with a great burst of strength and used the montum generated to aid his retreat a few ters back.
"You should have gone all out with your first attack. Because, from this mont forward—your attacks will no longer reach ." Izroth stated with a natural air of confidence.
After listening to Izroth's words, Enigma thought he must have gone crazy. Suddenly declaring that none of his attacks would reach—what a joke!
"There exists a fine line between confidence and arrogance. Allow to show you just how far across the line of arrogance you've wandered." Enigma said indifferently.
The next mont, Enigma started to step slowly in Izroth's direction. It was the sa technique he previously used to evade Izroth's perception!
In the blink of an eye, Enigma vanished without a trace and reappeared a couple of ters behind Izroth just as he did last ti; however, he imdiately noticed that sothing was wrong.
"Impossible...!" Enigma muttered to himself as his arm trembled along with the talon on his hand. It felt as if he had just struck sothing several tis harder than steel and received a harsh backlash as a result.
But, more importantly, Enigma could have sworn that his strike was deflected by his opponent! And, this ti, it could not be written off as sheer luck.
"Has he truly discovered a way to predict the outco of my False Phenonons?" Enigma thought to himself.
False Phenonon—this was the na of the ability that made Enigma into one of the most feared assassins in all of Siren and gained him the title of Left Song.
This ability allowed Enigma to influence the phenonons that occurred around him. For example, if sothing was moving slow, he could make it move fast. Or, if an attack such as Izroth's ninth sword form was headed his way, he could influence its energy signature to include his own, effectively giving him control over the skill.
Of course, this ability was not omnipotent. He could not do sothing like directly influence the life or death of another being. In addition, every ti he used False Phenonon, it consud a portion of the divine power he was bestowed.
That's because False Phenonon was not an ability Enigma taught himself or learned from Siren. It was a rare ability gifted only to certain worshippers of the God of Disharmony. In other words, it was a blessing from a divine being!
This was the reason why Izroth's Energy Vision Sense and the Quelling Ripples from his ninth sword form seed to have no effect on Enigma. After all, divine power was not just so ordinary energy source.
"I have spent many years developing a connection to the God of Disharmony so that I could earn their blessing. It's due to their magnanimity that I can wield the power of the False Phenonon. Against those below the legendary realm, I am invincible." Enigma internalized.
Enigma completely removed the distracting thoughts from his mind as a new wave of absolute confidence washed over him. The person before him was not soone in the legendary realm, so what was there for him to be concerned about?
Izroth sensed the sudden change in Enigma's deanor and could not help but inwardly smile.
'Oh? It looks like he finally decided to start taking seriously. But, I'm afraid his luck is quite poor.'
All of a sudden, Izroth's Sword of the Storm disappeared. Then, in a flash, the Scorched Inferno's Fang spear materialized in Izroth's hand.
"What you're using can only be described as a pale imitation of the real thing. Since that's the case—shall I show you how it's truly done?" Izroth stated as he shifted to an offensive stance!
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