"But there are thousands of them," Konan exclaid, watching one of the greatest battles of his life on the border. Millions of people were fighting, and Kayden pointed to one square kiloter specific area.
"Make that area your territory. Kill anyone who enters it. Pile up thousands, or even millions of bodies if necessary," Kayden gave no further instructions and hurled Konan into the middle of the battlefield.
The boy had fought many battles and killed nurous people, but he had never been in anything so chaotic. The murderous intent was palpable in the air; every second, soone dropped dead around him. So were in realms higher than his, but the highest was only the third realm. Kayden eliminated anyone in the fourth realm who tried to enter the designated area with a single move.
There was a certain code of honor in war: higher realms avoided massacres against the weaker and a silent understanding in many battles. Konan was far superior to most ordinary warriors. He eliminated anyone who approached him. His mastery of the Seven Thunders was at a level many would never reach in their lifetis.
The difference in strength was imnse, but so was the number of enemies. Konan quickly beca a landmark on the battlefield, with both sides desiring his head. He killed hundreds in just a few minutes, and his count kept rising.
"Do not interfere unless you wish to die," Kayden sent this warning directly into the minds of the sixth-realm mages who appeared in the sky.
After so quick communication, both sides realized that Konan belonged to neither. He was a pariah, wreaking havoc where he shouldn’t. The situation worsened when they realized that the mages trying to kill him were being eliminated as they approached. Kayden maintained control over the number of people entering the five-kiloter quadrant around Konan, regulating the flow to push him to his limit.
As hours passed, Konan approached that limit. In just one day, he could no longer continue. That’s when Kayden appeared before him.
"You lasted only a day. You can choose to leave now or keep fighting," Kayden expected the second answer and…
"I’ll keep going," Konan replied, not disappointing him. The boy had already surpassed his limit of strength, yet he still wanted to press on. This determination was what Kayden sought.
The hours dragged on for Konan. He no longer had the strength to fight at his peak. Every movent was painful, and his mind urged him to give up. But he tad his own will and kept going, without a second of pause.
Konan’s mind was confused; he no longer knew what he was doing. His actions had beco automatic. Many tis, the boy passed out, but Kayden would wake him and command him to continue.
"I... I can’t," Konan sent this ssage to Kayden through mana after minutes of struggling to manipulate it. He had reached the true human limit for the first ti.
Kayden had reached this point thousands of tis. It’s when the body no longer responds to the mind’s commands. The nervous system collapses. No matter what you try, the body simply won’t obey.
The mind begins to hate mana as if it were the greatest evil in the universe. Just having it in the body caused intense nausea. It was sothing very difficult to reach.
Konan’s ntality was strong, but not enough to reach this stage without many stimuli. Fortunately, Kayden was that stimulus. The boy began to think of other plans, seeing his disciple in that state.
"Right now, your body no longer responds to your commands. The re act of using mana is difficult and causes severe nausea," Kayden said, watching Konan, who agreed with a glance. "This is the mont you separate from the ordinary, where you have the chance to prove yourself worthy of becoming a god."
The battlefield was completely silent. Everyone there recognized who those two figures were. The fa of Kayden and Konan spread throughout the Dark Kingdom and quickly reached the other realm.
The forr prince’s feat was terrifying. No one had ever seen anything like it. Many nobles in the war felt as if they had been slapped in the face.
Additionally, so recognized the state Konan was in. They themselves had reached this stage before. ntal strength developed rapidly in war, but reaching this level was rare, even among the rarest.
"Use the mana. It is your servant. Use it and rise," Kayden said. Konan looked at his master, doubting it was possible in his current state.
"Ascend beyond the top. This must co from you, not from your primitive will to survive. Just close your eyes, and I will take you out of here," Kayden offered, giving his disciple an easy way out.
The mana began to move toward the prince. He felt one of the greatest pains of his life, accompanied by deep nausea and disgust for the mana. Even so, he continued.
He surpassed a limit that no ordinary mage would ever reach, and yet, he went beyond it. Kayden smiled proudly. Perhaps one of his plans would co to fruition in the future.
"I salute the master," Konan kneeled, using mana, and saluted Kayden as a disciple would. His action sent a chill down the spine of everyone watching.
"Very well Konan" Ayden smiled and finally the prince was allowed to faint from exhaustion, Kayden just picked him up and left the battlefield.
No matter how much they tried to track the two, no one was successful, it was as if they had never been in that place before, and actions like this happened regularly in the following years.
While Konan used these monts to train her body and mind, Kayden used them to train his manipulation of souls and mana, he was already at a completely superior level to everything, but what he was developing at that mont was even more frightening.
Kayden could feel the mana passing through each person’s body amid millions of mages, a re movent and he would cause an explosion with no chance of recovery. Kayden was able to force the advance of inferior mages just by manipulating the other person’s base.
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