Anthony activated his shadow step as the darkness from the ground warped, white flas falling directly onto him. Behind him, Angela erged, swinging her sword to intercept Anthony's dark blade. Two waves of energy flew out in opposite directions. Angela's wings expanded and glead, feathers erging from them, turning into projectiles that traveled at maximum speed.
Anthony's pupils dilated as he moved his hands and darkness flowed from his body like water. Imnse pressure filled the area, and the sunlight wavered slightly. Anthony's sword began to glow and pulse, while the white feathers shot out lost speed as the darkness from the ground rose like a wall.
Anthony wielded his sword and tried to defend himself. He gritted his teeth and felt so superficial cuts on his flesh, but the worst part was the white flas attempting to engulf him whole with a single cut. Mana surged through his veins, seeping out of his pores and creating a dark, brilliant fla around him.
Angela flapped her wings upward, her body starting to glow as sunlight fixed on her. With surprising speed, she flew forward, so fast that even Anthony had no ti to react. His body was sent flying again as Angela swiftly pursued. Frowning, black tentacles erged from the ground. The young woman, indifferent, raised her hands, and pillars of white flas quickly consud them. Stay connected through My Virtual Library Empire
Hundreds of piles of flas trailed behind Anthony.
Gritting his teeth, his heart began to beat wildly. He felt his blood heating up, and consequently his entire body. His vision quickly blurred, and the darkness within his soul began to try to escape like a beast out of control, attempting to consu him. His body contorted, and the bones of his sword broke. A groan of pain escaped his mouth: "Why does it have to be so painful?" he thought internally.
The darkness reached his mind, and he felt how slowly his mind flooded with destructive thoughts, losing himself.
The sword in his right hand began to glow intensely, and a red light emanated from it, surrounding him once more. The pulses of the sword were like a heartbeat, the sound calm and gentle. Anthony's mind gained clarity, only to be filled with agony seconds later. Four pairs of wings sprouted from his sword with a great rush of blood that was quickly sealed by the sa darkness.
Two pairs of black horns erged from his head, pointing towards the sky.
Quickly, the sunlight dimd, and as if night had arrived, darkness reigned in the place. Anthony, with his weary mind, managed, thanks to the sword, to maintain his sanity. It continued to emit pulses throughout his body. Angela's eyes grew serious, and from her hands, two orbs of flas erged, while her wings rose, and her sword was consud by the flas.
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Edward felt so ribs on his side fracturing again as Ezekiel's lance penetrated his robust skin. His eyes grew serious as his body was enveloped in his own aura. The earth began to move around him, and his height increased to reach 4 ters. The earth turned transparent, and a beautiful armor appeared in its place, elegant and seemingly indestructible.
The wound on his rib healed at trendous speed as he held his hamr, which grew in size and shone more brightly.
Ezekiel quickly stepped back as Edward took a step forward. Where he had stood a few seconds ago, there was now a huge crater. He moved his large golden lance, Edward's huge footsteps echoing across the battlefield, Ezekiel's gray eyes shining. He swung his great lance and spun it at full speed, taking steps forward, clashing against the hamr beneath them, the ground cracking as they began to sink.
Ezekiel moved his feet and spun, the body of his lance hitting his forearm, with great speed it clashed again against Edward's hamr, the earth deforming more and sinking in the sa way.
Edward's mana flooded the earth around him, and the earth began to move quickly as if it were water, further surrounding his body. Gripping his hamr tightly, his muscles contracted as he raised it towards the sky and then brought it down swiftly. Ezekiel clicked his tongue; his golden aura erged from his body in heaps, and his hair and eyes turned golden.
His golden mana distorted and surrounded his lance, generating imnse pressure over his head as he watched the hamr descending rapidly. He clenched his fists, and his reaction level was fast; he put the lance in defensive mode, and in milliseconds, the huge hamr struck against it.
Ezekiel felt his hands and bones slightly numb, and his blood began to flow through his body as he felt a warm liquid rising in his throat.
His eyes turned cold; he never imagined he possessed more brute strength than him. More aura ca out of his body, and his bloodline activated. His eyes emitted a glow just like his body, and he felt his heart beating loudly. Above his head, a dark aura ford, very dark.
Four pairs of wings erged from his sword: two white as day and two entirely black as night. His golden mana beca slightly dark, and his eyes changed color: the right one was white, and the left one, black. He grew to two ters, and Edward felt cold all over his body. Ezekiel's presence changed completely; his four wings behind him expanded with a wingspan of almost 10 ters.
The skies darkened as clouds took their place. Daniela and Charlotte paused their fight as they watched with wide eyes Ezekiel's bloodline, of which they had little information. The halo above his head swayed irregularly, while his lance and mana changed color: golden, but this ti with black spots all over his body.
Edward gripped the hamr tighter in his hands, Ezequiel's eyes were calm and serene, his four pairs of wings spread gloriously in the air, his aura filling the entire battlefield, but he frowned, elsewhere white and black flas rising in the sky prevented him from taking complete control.
He watched as darkness attempted to consu the light but always failed, and likewise the flas, but at one mont, the darkness completely engulfed Angela's flas.
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