infodatos Chapter 235 - 202: Gederick vs Arnold (2)
Chapter 235 - 202: Gederick vs Arnold (2)
Chapter 235: Chapter 202: Gederick vs Arnold (2)· Skill [Speed of Sound] has been activated.
Arnold wasted no time aiming for the boy. He was definitely weaker now that he took human form.
Perhaps not expecting Arnold to move at that speed, the boy froze for a second before bringing up his arms to his face.
Arnold kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying into a nearby rock.
Almost immediately a fist arrived in front of his face which he skilfully slapped away, using Gederick's momentum against him.
'That's some insane strength...' He could feel the punch's power without even having been hit by it.
Gederick was about to swing his spear but Arnold ducked and swung his sword, aiming for Gederick's ribs.
A clang resounded, followed by a crater forming in the ground due to the sheer pressure when Gederick parried the strike with the tip of his spear.
'Only an expert spearman can parry a larger blade with his own. Still I expected him to be at that level.'
Arnold has seen his father fight many times so he was used to spear users. They're at a disadvantage if you're close to them.
As such they have to either use slash attacks or do big wind up moves to be able to strike. The latter leaves them wide open. An expert spear user would never attempt to strike at this range.
As such...
Gederick threw another punch just as Arnold was getting into a stance.
He tried to catch this one but the power behind it was too strong so his arm went numb. Taking this opportunity, Gederick threw a punch aiming straight for Arnold's face.
Arnold's helmet manifested at that moment, taking some of the force of Gederick's punch.
Arnold gained some distance from Gederick.
'It felt like my brain was bouncing around in there. That was from the force of his punch alone.'
What would've happened if he didn't have Gergois with him?
Arnold took a second to glance over the area,
· Warning! Warning! System is facing interference from unknown source—
-You truly believe you can take on an attack from a demigod, alone?
A deep and powerful voice spoke when the system went silent.
'...Are you... Oriel?'
-No, I am just an imaginary voice in your head, foolish human.
'Very funny. Why speak to me now of all times? Couldn't you have done that before?'
-Chatting with a human is below me.
'....'
-Enough with the questions. I can feel that you have many. What you are about to face is an attack so powerful that it can strip the flesh of a demon's bones through exposure to its energy alone. You are part-demon so you should know that your fate will be the same if that attack hits you.
'And what do you suggest, Demon?'
-While I would like nothing more than to watch a human die for my entertainment, I would rather avoid the entertainment being my new body.
'Fuck off.'
-Kukuku, it is true, is it not? Your future is inevitable. You will become a vessel for this great me! You should be elated because a King shall be born with the help of your useless body. We shall march to the hells together and kill all those who opposed my rule.
'Either you get to the point or you get out of my head. I'm not interested in your revenge plan.'
-Both of us want to live. You want to be able to mate with the Elf again. I want to be able to take over your body. Both of us want the same thing. Why not accept my help? Only luck will help you survive if you reject my offer.
'You have some nerve...'
-For your sake and mine, I will allow you to use my demon energy without the need to activate the Factor.
'What? That's possible?'
-Indeed. The influence on your soul has spread enough for you to be able to extract energy from the Factor. The demon energy can be used to improve your chances against the demigod's attack. Use it to corrupt his divine energy. It will render the attack harmless. Of course, harmless as in it won't immediately kill you but will still hurt a lot.
Arnold suddenly felt something foreign surrounding his sword that was covered in aura. He looked down at the sword.
Some black slime-like goo drifted around in his aura. Slowly, they burst into particles, slowly turning his bluish aura black.
-Do not mistake this as me helping you.
'I know. Don't expect me to thank you either. If things went south I would've used [Speed of Sound] to get as far away as possible from this place.'
-You truly believe you are faster than the skill of a demigod? Such arrogance. I suppose that is something both you and that Plesidux Orburom have in common.
The time stop ended, with the world returning back to normal.
'Plesidux Orburom? Why did he bring up the Black Dragon Lord all of a sudden as if he knows him?'
They might've met somewhere in the past. If that was the case, their meeting wouldn't have been friendly since dragons abhor demons. They probably fought.
· Warning – Gederick, the Silver Majestic is preparing a level 20 skill!
· Chances of Arnold's survival – 40%
· Chances of NPC Rafaela's survival – 10%
"...." Arnold glanced back at Rafaela. She was silently sitting on the ground and watching the sky blankly.
It's as if she lost the will to live. Why is that? Isn't her top priority right now to get back to her master?
Whatever the reason, he had to do something about Gederick's skill.
"Storm of the Water Dragon it is then..."
· Skill has been activated!
· Due the status of demon energy being applied to aura, attack power has been increased by 53%.
A large blob of black aura was released out of his sword. It slowly transformed into the form of a dragon.
This one wasn't blue and white like its usual self. It was now black, with red scales all over its body and red eyes. It also had two heads now.
Arnold pointed the sword up, prompting the creature to turn its focus to the sky.
'Ugh, the pressure feels heavier than usual. This must be due to the corruption of demon energy that my normal body can't control as easily as when the factor is active.'
His current stats couldn't compare to his demon lord form but the amount of strength he now possessed and the fact that he isn't risking the corruption spreading further is a win in his eyes.
Of course, it's highly likely that Oriel was just lying to Arnold about the factor being the determiner in whether or not his factor corrupts Arnold's soul.
Whether that's really the case, he doesn't know at the moment. An analysis will need to be made once this fight is over. Hopefully the system can determine how far the corruption has spread.
Arnold was still standing with his right arm raised to the sky, waiting for Gederick to throw his attack.
He ignored all the system's warning bells going off inside his head.
'He's not making a move so I'll have to attack first!' the ground beneath Arnold caved in when he bent his knees.
A crater, a few meters in diameter, was left in the ground when he jumped.
He could hear a bird's caw. He could see the Mimic Beast flying towards him.
Before its talons could sink into him, he teleported with [God's Step] and arrived closer to Gederick.
"!?" Gederick, caught off-guard by Arnold's sudden appearance, tried to flee.
'So, he fears the demon energy...'
Arnold smirked.
'It doesn't matter if you flee, you bastard. You'll die by my hands today.' He pointed the sword straight at Gederick, prompting the dragon to turn its attention to Gederick as well.
· [Storm of The Demon Dragon]
The dragon, now even larger than before, shot out of the sword like a cannonball fired from a warship.
It zigzagged across the sky and flew at Gederick with breakneck speeds. Its thunderous roar could probably be heard from a long distance away.
"Kuh! Taste the power that felled hundreds of thousands in battle - [Sanctified Spearstorm]!"
The divine energy enveloped Gederick in a radiant embrace, its light now even brighter than before. The moment he shouted, the energy manifested into a tempestuous vortex, one that he could control at will, almost as if it were an extension of his very being.
Even in Arnold's amateurish eyes when it comes to judging divine power mastery, it was as if Gederick had harnessed the very essence of the divine, channelling its power through his weapon with unmatched mastery.
This spectacle might be a testament of his years of service as a god fighting for the gods in the divine realm.
How many years had he honed this level of skill? 100 years? 1000 years?
Arnold's fingertips trembled at the thought of killing a demigod. Something like this should be beyond the feat of a mere mortal.
No, at this point he is no mere mortal.
He's the vessel of a Demon Lord, a being with absolute power.
The vortex of divine energy and the Demon Dragon made out of pure demon aura met with equal force.
Arnold could only hold onto the sword as it was the only thing keeping him afloat.
The powerful shockwave from the opposite energies almost caused him to let go of his sword. For some strange reason, the sword hilt coiled around his wrist also not letting go as if it was alive.
The sky turned an eerie black as both skills sought dominance over each other.
A second shockwave and its powerful winds caused most of the trees to blow away and uproot out of the ground.
The vortex and dragon was no more, now only a white light and black energy took over the sky.
The uninformed would think that an eclipse was the reason for the world being robbed of its sunlight. It was just the might of a Demon Lord and a Demigod fighting for victory.
Both Arnold and Gederick's roars soared through the sky.