However, after more than a month, having regained my true na and with my power surging, the opponent could still handle the battle with so effortlessly. How could Bagster not be astonished?
I’ve beco stronger, but the opponent seems to have grown even stronger, and they’ve beco unmatched.
"What happened? Why did you suddenly beco so strong?"
There was no resentnt in Bagster’s tone, but rather a glint of a predator’s desire, as if she saw delicious food becoming even more tempting.
"A lot has happened."
Reiger couldn’t help but recall his experiences after leaving the Fairy Country’s Lostbelt, feeling a bit wistful.
However, he naturally wouldn’t recount what he had been through here.
"Although it wasn’t my original intention, returning this ti to settle things with you all isn’t so bad." Reiger smiled at Bagster and said, "You’re probably stronger than Lancelot before he regained his true na, right?"
"So, this is probably your last chance to possibly defeat ."
"I will keep getting stronger."
"If you can’t defeat this ti, you won’t have another chance in the future."
Reiger’s words did not make Bagster angry; instead, they intensified her predatory instincts.
She was originally a fairy who followed the principle of survival of the fittest.
The strong can protect the weak, but they can also trample the weak and hunt stronger ones.
Consuming the flesh and blood of the strong to beco even stronger is not only Bagster’s instinct but also her desire and yearning.
Therefore, Reiger’s words did not anger her; instead, they made her gleeful at the hunt.
"I will defeat you, devour you, and then beco even stronger!"
Saliva trickled from Bagster’s mouth, making her appearance extrely ferocious.
"If I lose, don’t expect to let you go, Reiger Brillhaut!"
Overco by instinct and desire, Bagster finally lost her rationality.
Even though she knew the person in front of her was the queen’s husband, whom she admired for his strength, in her current state, she could no longer hold back.
"Prepare yourself!"
Bagster, engulfed in fierce black flas, hurled Reiger away and casually slashed, unleashing a torrent of soaring flas towards Reiger.
"Bone-Burning Sun!"
Reiger, while being hurled away, also casually slashed, splitting out a large vortex of flas that collided with the incoming torrent of flas.
"Boom!!!"
A thunderous explosion echoed, and the flas surged like a violent explosion, turning everything in its path into a sea of fire, burning fiercely.
"Hmm?"
Reiger, who blocked Bagster’s fla attack, imdiately stabilized his stance and sensed sothing unusual beneath the ground.
"Crack—"
Suddenly, the ground fractured, rising rapidly.
"Howl!"
"Howl!"
Several black hounds erged from beneath, their mouths open wide, lunging at Reiger and biting his arms, legs, and back.
"Boom!"
Flas erupted from Reiger’s body, swirling around like a bladed wind.
This wasn’t the Sun Breathing’s sword style, but the fifth form of Moon Breathing—[Lunar Disastrous Vortex].
As the only defensive technique within Moon Breathing, this sword style can be unleashed without drawing the sword. As long as one can revolve themselves, it creates a massive vortex-shaped blade wind around them, repelling enemies that charge close.
At this mont, Reiger unleashed this sword style using Sun Breathing, transforming [Lunar Disastrous Vortex] into [Solar Disastrous Vortex].
This wasn’t a mixed breathing technique but purely using Sun Breathing to perform a Moon Breathing sword style.
As his strength increased, Reiger beca more adept at using breathing techniques, now able to casually execute various forms of major breathing techniques without mixing them, displaying the characteristics of each sword skill with the supre Sun Breathing, wielding various forms at will, clearly having honed the art of breathing to perfection.
For current Reiger, he no longer needed to intentionally switch breathing techniques. The essence of breathing techniques naturally imbued in each breath, and he could effortlessly unleash various sword skills with each movent, with the body instinctively exerting them even without deliberate intention.
In simpler terms, this state could be described as Unity of Man and Sword or Unity of Heaven and Man, integrating "skill" fully into oneself, no longer confined to its original form.
Now, Reiger can breathe however he wishes, as his breathing is the breathing technique, requiring no deliberate adjustnt in breathing thod, embodying an entire breathing style himself.
Naturally, he can execute sword skills at will, with no obsession over which breathing technique can use which sword style, using Sun Breathing to execute the style of Moon Breathing is fine, or using Moon Breathing to perform the style of Thunder Breathing too, even without any breathing techniques, he can perform various styles effortlessly.
Embodying myriad skills, every swing and slash is a technique.
This is the true pinnacle of swordsmanship.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...
Suddenly, the explosive fiery wind deterred each black hound clinging to Reiger, igniting them until they were burned to nothingness without leaving even a bone.
"Clatter, clatter—"
Imdiately after, chains of crimson shot from the other side of the sea of flas, like snakes carried by foul winds, also biting towards Reiger.
"Swish!"
This ti, Reiger didn’t intend to confront them head-on but dodged deftly, swiftly retreating with a faint whistling sound, evading the incoming chains of crimson.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...
Chain after chain struck the place where Reiger originally stood, shattering the ground he passed over.
For a mont, dust filled the air, fragnts soared everywhere, and the sea of flas seed overturned by the crimson dragons, rising and surging incessantly, forming an even larger flaming storm.
"Clang—clang—clang—clang—"
Closely followed by countless crimson chains, Bagster wielded a cursed sword enveloped in deadly black flas, appearing again to pursue Reiger, swinging the cursed sword violently, clashing incessantly with Reiger’s raised black blade, producing continuous booms.
"Don’t run!"
Bagster shouted, nearly losing her reason.
Reiger’s body suddenly ca to an abrupt halt, surprisingly not retreating, charging directly towards Bagster with translucent gleams in his eyes, swinging the heaviest slash so far.
"Clang!!!"
The resounding clash erupted, accompanied by a fierce shockwave.
The black blade, wrapped in flas, cleaved the incoming cursed sword, forcing Bagster to retreat.
"What?"
Bagster’s pupils shrank.
"Sizzle—"
But, the black blade in Reiger’s hand was no longer burning with flas but flickering with black sparks.
"[Dinsional Slash]."
In the next mont, the black blade flickering with black sparks slashed downward abruptly, slicing through air and black flas.
"Clang—"
A dull heavy sound occurred, and the cursed sword reflexively raised by Bagster couldn’t withstand this effortlessly heavy slash, getting severed along with the flas.
"Puchi!"
Soon after, the sound of flesh being torn by a sharp instrunt followed.
A splash of blood spread swiftly, dyeing the ground in red.
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