Sylas pressed down on the water, his aura surging as he appeared before the flying Alex. He unleashed a barrage of punches.
BANG! BANG! BANG! CLANG!
His fists t Alex's daggers, but he didn't seem to notice in the slightest. His Constitution seed to put him on the sa level as these blades, so he faced them without the slightest fear.
Alex was on his backfoot, finding it hard to even find a footing on the river in the first place. It was like after he lost the initiative in the first place, he had lost it permanently. Sylas grasped every aspect, and the fire of his punches seed to allow him to forget the pain his body was in.
CRACK.
The sickening sound of shattering bone echoed, and one of Alex's arms went completely limp. A Tail Whip flashed out, catching him off guard at the worst ti and slapping against the side of his body. He barely had the presence of mind to brace himself, only for his Constitution to fracture like fragile paper beneath it.
Sylas' expression didn't change. He took a step forward and caused ten ballista bolts to appear all around Alex's soaring figure all at the sa ti.
He released them in a single instant, a coldness flashing in his golden slit eyes.
Even before the attack landed, he had already moved forward as though he had already subconsciously co to understand that even with this, Alex wouldn't die so easily.
Alex twisted in the air, tendrils of darkness coming out of his body. Three of the tendrils wrapped around his broken arm, fortifying it. Then, he began to use his arms as though he wasn't injured at all, spinning in the air like a cyclone.
He activated another defensive skill, lines of darkness wrapping around him.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
Just as he deflected the last of the bolts, Sylas had already appeared before him, striking out.
At that mont, a violent sense of danger blared warnings in Sylas' mind. However, when he used his visualization to check, he couldn't find anything. Even so, he acted before he was certain of what was happening.
The Stabilizing Bracelet activated, and he used up a wouldn't have lasted. This current version had 1000 Defense, and yet it had barely managed to hold up.
This realization should have made Sylas tremble with fear, but instead, his gaze only beca frighteningly cold.
Strength.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
He sent out three fists in quick succession, feeling the small bit of Aether he had left quickly draining. He had only had 20% left before this battle began, but now he had already approached 10%.
Unfortunately, Alex was ready this ti and didn't get caught off guard the sa way. He also seed to have grown severalfold more serious, his previous playful expression having disappeared.
Sylas didn't mind it. This was all well within his expectations, he wasn't the only one that could have powerful treasures. However, by the sa token, if he was second guessing every one of his actions because he wasn't sure what trump cards an expert might have, he would be the only one to suffer.
There was only one way to deal with this.
To have enough strength that none of this mattered.
He dispelled the spherical
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