"Did you… really think I was purely a mage based on my attacks and outfit?" The man smiled, his neck and head slowly tilting to the side.
I attempted to pull my spear out, but sothing under his robes held it tightly down… no, the spear itself wouldn't listen to no matter what I did.
"Of course not," I muttered with a smile, blocking the man who reached out his hand, attempting to vice-claw my face and possibly crush my head with his overwhelming strength. "[Royal Blood Magic],"
It should've been over with this attack, but a chilling feeling continued to rummage under my skin like a thousand ants were crawling inside of my arms.
"I am the one who wields all blood… The [Warlock of Blood],"
The mana that had gathered in my hand to suck out all of the life essences from the man standing before disappeared instantly.
I was left standing there, completely bewildered by the sudden change in the pace of the man who I initially expected to be a mix of a mage and a spearsman.
From the beginning, I anticipated this and moved like I thought he was only a mage as he incorporated his soul into that of a spear.
What man would place their soul in a spear if they're not confident in their ability to wield such a weapon?
It was almost logically fool-proof… but if he had planned this from the start, then,
"You're one hell of a guy," I muttered before being stabbed in every direction known to man, causing to die instantly.
I thought I was the one controlling the fight, but just like with [Influence of Battle], he had been controlling from the skies.
His level of anticipation far surpassed mine, and he read completely like an open novel… no, like a fucking dictionary with each piece of defined down to the core of each letter.
…
"*gasp*... huff… huff… huff… huff…"
The man stood in front of once again, looking down at with now two shimring red eyes, both with a single white cross pressed into the middle of them.
It was like sobody had tattooed it onto his pupils rather than it actually being his pupils.
"Now… let's actually have a fair fight," He snapped his fingers, creating a massive system panel in front of .
I stared at it for just a few seconds before nodding my head, creating another string of smaller panels that filled up my vision.
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[*@!&Y@*(! QUEST HAS BEEN REVEALED]
[Interference of an Outside God has displaced your fight in another realm]
[No outside contact is possible]
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"Huh? Quest? What kind of quest is this?" I muttered, skimming through the information and then snapping my head back toward the man who continued to look down at .
As I stumbled to my feet, a strange sense of sothing within being pulled apart shook to the core.
"Who… who the hell are you?" I asked, sweating so much that it already began to drip into the lake of blood below.
"Surpass , and I shall tell you," He announced before taking a few steps back upon seeing summon my spear.
I dashed in, using my [Miasma Infused Presence] to create a few distractions which looked like the man couldn't control… but I made sure to stay weary because he seed so familiar to that he might as well have this skill as well.
TING
He blocked my spear by hardening his arm with a thick layer of blood, so tough and almost tallic that I felt the impact get sent running through the spear and right back into .
His eyebags grew bigger with each of his movents, yet at the sa ti, his smile continued to grow wider.
Either he was taking pleasure in this sight of struggling so greatly to fight without any of my actual good skills… or he liked seeing sothing else.
TING
I distanced myself from the man as I needed so ti to think, and unsurprisingly, he didn't attack from afar this ti.
During this round of life, he hadn't used a single projectile to try and kill … in fact, he hadn't even used an attacking move.
He's just absorbing information while repeatedly reading my moves perfectly.
"Without my prince of blood skills… my creativity is negative," I muttered as an anxious feeling began to grow in the back of my mind.
The feeling of sothing within my chest being torn apart continued to stretch and stretch until I dropped to the ground, writhing in pain.
"That's right… pain is but a concept… keep smiling like that… you goddamn devil,"
SHING
Once again, I died and awoke in the sa bloody domain as before.
"If I'm gonna die anyway… I might as well… [Freeze]," I muttered through the influence of my ancient tongue.
And surprisingly, my assumption was wrong… he had frozen completely, but that growing smile of his only made more nervous.
My heart was beating out of my chest, and even though I was used to the feeling of being tortured past death… this was the first ti I actually felt fear.
Even before the gods, I was unwavering, but this man… who knows, it might've been that feeling in my chest, but my legs shook as he stood before , his long hair slowly turning into that of a dark-dark-dark purple.
It was almost black as he stood before .
And just like that, sothing clicked inside of .
"No way…" I muttered as the man opened his mouth, the back of his neck shimring with a slight green glow.
"[Kill Yourself],"
Slowly, my spear rose to my neck, slowly digging into it as I tried to resist, but the confusion whirling in my mind sidetracked .
How the hell… how is it possible… was Ares even aware of this… how did this happen?
"Why am I fighting myself?"
"As expected… you're as smart as , Orion," The man smiled, mimicking how I looked exactly, probably just a bit more tired.
SHING
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