Chapter 192: The Fight and Beat Merlin Hard! – Part 2
Standing in the center of the field, Leon watched in surprise as Merlin was instantly destroyed with a single punch, then finally let out a small chuckle.
“Tsk! I guess I overdid it,” Leon muttered, shaking his head.
He hadn’t expected that his punch, infused with a bit of Chaos power, would be so lethal that even Merlin, in his strongest transformation mode, would be destroyed in a single hit.
‘Hah, I thought Merlin had gotten stronger, but he hasn’t made any significant progress since we last met,’ Leon thought, feeling a little disappointed.
The reason he stood his ground and allowed Merlin to attack without retaliating was to test his chaos power.
However, Merlin couldn’t even withstand a single blow infused with Chaos power, prompting Leon to sigh.
Taking a deep breath, Leon turned his gaze towards Merlin, who was struggling to stand, his face pale and blood continuously flowing from the corner of his mouth.
With a small smile, Leon folded his arms across his chest and teased, “Come on, Merlin. Attack me again. Show me everything you’ve got. If you hold back, you don’t deserve to be the first Demon General, you know.”
Upon hearing Leon’s taunt, the highly arrogant Merlin naturally felt offended, and anger exploded from his body.
*Boom!*
A tremendously powerful Demonic Aura erupted from Merlin’s body, piercing the sky through the barrier and causing the temperature within a radius of hundreds of meters to drop drastically.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Merlin glared fiercely at Leon and remarked in a cold, murderous tone, “I didn’t want to use all my abilities at first, but you kept provoking me. Now, I have no choice but to punish you!”
Though this stranger was extremely powerful and capable of bringing him, the First Demon General, to this state, that didn’t mean he could tolerate being insulted repeatedly.
He hadn’t yet employed his primary abilities centered on sword techniques and magic, which restored his confidence.
However, he knew he couldn’t be as careless as before, recognizing the true extent of this stranger’s power.
Taking a deep breath, Merlin extended his right hand to the side, palm open, and exclaimed, “Answer my call, Demon Sword Gramory!”
*Buzz!*
Suddenly, black smoke materialized out of nowhere, gathering into Merlin’s palm and coalescing into a pitch-black ball. Slowly, it transformed into a terrifying black sword.
Unlike the elegant Zenith Holy Sword or the formidable Great Sword of Chaos, this sword bore several red eyes on its blade that twitched, blood constantly dripping from their eyelids, lending it a truly horrifying appearance.
The sword’s arrival filled the entire area with a tense aura of death that enveloped the field inside the barrier.
As Merlin beheld the Demon Sword in his hand, a crazed smile spread across his lips, and he fixed Leon with a gaze full of killing intent.
“Since you keep provoking me, don’t blame me if I end up smashing you to pieces, hahaha!” Merlin laughed loudly, his confidence in victory soaring.
Glancing toward Leon, he expected to see fear in his expression upon seeing the demon sword in his hand.
To his surprise, Leon remained calm, a faint smile playing on his lips, which widened Merlin’s eyes in disbelief.
“Why do you look so relaxed? Aren’t you afraid at all?” Merlin roared angrily.
In Merlin’s mind, anyone should be fearful in the presence of the Demon Sword, renowned as one of the strongest swords of the Demon race. Leon’s calm demeanor only fueled his anger and disbelief.
In response to Merlin’s question, Leon simply smiled and shook his head.
“Your sword is impressive and intimidating, but whether it’s enough to defeat me remains to be seen,” Leon remarked dismissively.
Having encountered this sword countless times in Merlin’s past battles against him, Leon was hardly surprised.
Still, it had to be acknowledged that the “Gramory Demon Sword” wielded considerable power, though falling short compared to his Holy Sword of Zenith or the Great Sword of Chaos.
The Gramory Demon Sword was known as one of the eight strongest weapons of the Demon race, once wielded by the powerful Demon Emperor Zakriel Crimson four thousand years ago.
Zakriel Crimson, an extraordinarily powerful Demon Emperor, was renowned for his swordsmanship that shocked the world and nearly defeated three heroes of mankind during the war of the era at that time, leaving a lasting historical legacy and earning admiration, even from Leon himself.
Taking a deep breath, Leon glanced at Merlin and couldn’t help but feel a pang of pity.
“If only he could temper his arrogance and pride, he could truly become a formidable asset and a glorious figure for the Demon race. What a shame,” Leon lamented with a regretful shake of his head.
Across from him, Merlin gritted his teeth upon hearing Leon’s arrogant remark.
“Fine… go ahead and be arrogant, because you haven’t seen my true power yet!” Merlin exclaimed angrily, raising the demon sword high into the sky.
*Whoosh!*
Suddenly, Demonic aura surged from Merlin’s body, converging around the sword’s blade, causing the Gramory Demon Sword to emit a terrifyingly bright red light.
Witnessing this display, Leon realized Merlin was deadly serious this time, causing the faint smile on his lips to widen even further.
“Hahaha! Excellent! This is what I’ve been waiting for!” Leon burst into laughter as he assumed a martial arts stance.
He stepped his right leg forward with a slight bend, and his right hand extended straight ahead with a tightly clenched palm.
Subsequently, he drew his left leg back, his left hand clenched tightly against his waist.
Simultaneously, his black hair gradually transformed into white, and his golden eyes shifted to a beautiful sapphire-like purple.
*Whoosh!*
Chaos power surged from his body, spreading gradually to his arms and legs, cloaking them in a purplish-black armor of light.
With a faint smile on his lips and fierce determination gleaming in his purple eyes, Leon called out to Merlin, “Come on! Charge forward and attack me with all of your might!”
*Whoosh!*
In an instant, Merlin appeared above Leon with the Gramory Demon Sword in hand and slashed downward.
Reacting swiftly, Leon clenched his fist and punched toward the blade.
*Boom!*
The clash of their attacks created a devastating shockwave, fracturing the ground beneath Leon into a web of cracks that radiated outward.
“Good, but you’re still lacking!” Leon laughed excitedly.
*Whoosh!*
With a twisting motion in the air, Merlin gathered demonic power into his sword and slashed at Leon once more.
*Bang!*
Leon once again blocked the attack with his fist coated in Chaos Power, but this time a different outcome unfolded.
Usually able to withstand Merlin’s assaults, Leon unexpectedly recoiled five meters back, a hint of shock flickering in his purple eyes.
Witnessing this, Merlin burst into mocking laughter, his face contorted with pride.
“Hahaha! How did that feel?” Merlin taunted in a cocky, triumphant tone.
Previously, he had been unable to harm this individual at all, which had left him deeply frustrated.
However, his successful attack this time filled him with a sense of pride.
Listening to Merlin’s question, Leon examined his slightly scratched palm with a faint smile and regarded him appreciatively.
“Well, your attacks have indeed improved,” Leon remarked calmly, maintaining a playful smile. “However, if this was your only trick, it wouldn’t be enough.”
Merlin’s pride and joy at successfully attacking Leon instantly vanished upon hearing Leon’s arrogant words, replaced by anger.
“Argh! You asshole!” Merlin roared, teleporting towards Leon and swinging his sword at his neck.
As the attack approached, Leon raised his right hand to block it. Yet, to his surprise, he felt his body become instantly immobilized, as if held down by an invisible force.
Leon’s eyes widened in amazement as he muttered, “A magic? When did—”
Before he could finish his sentence, Merlin’s attack struck, sending Leon hurtling ten meters away.
Not quite there, Merlin wasted no time and rushed towards Leon, chanting a mid-level spell as he closed the distance.
“Mid-level Magic: Demon Chain!”
*Whoosh*
Suddenly, black chains erupted from the ground, binding Leon tightly as if locking him in place.
“Die!” Merlin roared, suddenly appearing above Leon with the Gramory Demon Sword glowing bright red in his hand, and he slashed down with all his strength on Leon.
*Boom*
As the attack descended on Leon, a deafening explosion erupted, accompanied by a blinding red light that enveloped the entire field within the barrier.
Simultaneously, a massive dust storm formed, obscuring all visibility inside.
*Whoosh!*
Merlin teleported a hundred meters away, laughing joyfully despite his pale face and the blood continuously dripping from the corner of his mouth.
“Hahaha! How does the strength of someone you underestimated feel now? You never expected to find yourself in this situation, did you?” Merlin laughed as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
The power he had unleashed earlier was his strongest attack, consuming all of the demonic energy within him.
This attack had drained him completely, leaving him weak and exhausted.
Yet he didn’t care; he was willing to do anything to kill this stranger!
Just as Merlin was reveling in his presumed victory, laughter and sneers emerged from the dust storm caused by his attack.
“Well, your attacks have indeed improved significantly compared to your past self, Merlin.”
Hearing this, Merlin’s eyes widened with disbelief and fear.
“How could…”
In his current view, he witnessed Leon emerging from the dissipating dust storm with a faint smile on his lips and a purplish-black aura enveloping his entire body.
Remarkably, there were no wounds or blood on Leon’s body, as if Merlin’s earlier attack had not harmed him in the slightest.
Merlin was driven to the brink of madness, glaring at Leon with a mix of anger, hatred, and fear.
“You… who are you? How can you be fine after taking my attack!?” Merlin stammered, pointing at Leon with fear in his gray eyes.
Leon didn’t answer. He simply smiled, glancing over his body, which was coated in the power of chaos, with satisfaction.
“This battle wasn’t in vain. I finally managed to improve my control over the power of chaos, even if only slightly,” Leon muttered with a satisfied smile.
Turning his gaze towards the terrified Merlin, Leon clenched his palms tightly together, and a dangerous light flashed in his purple eyes.
“In that case, let’s end this farce!”
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