Feeling the excitent state in which Narasha was, Daimon inwardly chuckled she didn't have a body but it was as if she was looking at him with expecting eyes as she urged him to use the "White Demon Sword".
"White Heavenly Step", with a few words Daimon turned into a white blinding star before he disappeared from plain sight.
Just like his "White Heavenly Javelin" this is a technique that uses lighting, tal and light elents, but for movent purposes as a result it does not only have an explosive increase in speed, but a long range of movent, unlike the usual movent techniques that boost one or the other.
Of course, it does co with a higher cost in terms of the energy used to power it, in this case mana, but the last thing Daimon would worry when using Core Synchrony is mana, and since Narasha wanted him to wield her for a "sword clashing" type of fight, Daimon decided to spoil her a bit, she deserved at least this much given how much she has grown.
"Damn it, Battleground Slaughter Corroding Step!", feeling the danger coming at him, the captain whose battle avatar was still laying face up after being knocked down by Daimon's slash earlier, imdiately used his own movent technique, flashing upwards to appear on the sky where Daimon was already waiting for him while wielding Gram with both of his hands.
The captain imdiately condensed a battle aura sword like the one of earlier, by combining both death and wrath nether.
"Haaa!", not wanting to wait for even a second, the captain directly slashed the giant battle aura sword at the masked silver haired youth, only for Daimon to do the sa, making the captain wonder if he was crazy.
'Even if he still has so residual power left from the crazy spell he used earlier, it shouldn't be enough to take on a battle aura condensed sword through my battle avatar… right?', he thought, at this point even the captain had started to doubt when it ca to the enemy he was facing.
Both swords collided on the air, it was a strange scene since a sword with hundreds of ters of length clashed with one of only a few ters, however after what happened earlier, none of the presents would dare to look down on that white burning light cladded sword.
"Clang!", to the captain's relief, his battle aura sword wasn't slashed through this ti, instead the sound of tals colliding accompanied by sparks and a huge shockwave was the result.
"Boooom!", despite the previous being actually a better result than the previous one, it didn't make the captain happy in the slightest, after all he, an Archknight was in a tie against a mage in a close combat clash and while using his battle avatar to empower himself, it was driving him crazy
Naturally it's not like Daimon was actually physically strong enough to tie with a middle stage Archknight who was also using his battle avatar, he is not even a Lord Knight after all.
And as monstrous as his body and the training he has done might be, his physical strength by itself is around the one of a peak middle stage Lord Knight who has a strength-oriented Life Spark when going all out, which is still insane but not enough to cause such frustration on a middle stage Archknight like the captain.
The reason as to why the captain couldn't gain even the slightest advantage against Daimon, is Disaster or more accurately Narasha, because while she is reducing the weight of the sword for Daimon, she is increasing against the captain.
And while the sword girl can't use even a fourth part of the real mass contained within Disaster, that's more than enough to completely stop the battle aura sword of the captain, in cold, after all Disaster has devoured planets and though obviously not all of that remains after the conversion, it's still not a weight that a middle stage Arch rank could ever hope to lift.
On the other hand, it's not like it's just as simple as that, otherwise Daimon could simply behead Arch ranks with ease just by relying on Narasha's support, the impact might be diminished but so still travels through Gram and reached Daimon.
Which is why the captain doesn't understand how co the masked silver haired youth isn't vomiting blood with each clash, a mage's innards should have exploded by now according to his experience.
What he doesn't know is that a part of a certain battle maniac wolf girl's training was to develop organs capable of enduring humongous amounts of pressure, which combined with the high vitality that a "werewolf" has, basically makes up for the low defense that mage's bodies have.
That's Aura's fighting style, she crushes her opponents head on while healing any damage that is caused by it, and the crazier part is that the continuous damage and healing works as training for her, that's why she went around fighting extrely strong magic beasts all those years.
Of course, such a crazy strengthening thod can't be used by let alone all werewolves, but any other beast descendant races who have high vitality, not only is there an impossibly high level of talent and vitality needed, but also the ntality to purposedly feel the crushing pain of having your organs stabbed or crushed while fighting enemies that are physically stronger than you while being a mage, is a must.
That's why Erin calls her a battle maniac, because for strength Aura went through all that, though nowadays there hasn't been any need for it, after all the opponents that could make her fight that way could be counted with the fingers of a hand in the whole four galaxies.
And that's also why she has only ever taken two disciples, one being Daimon whose vitality and ntality surpassed that of any other person Aura has seen or heard off at his range of age/realm, and Arianna who though might lack a bit in terms of vitality, which doesn't an she is weak, as she is the most talented mber of the young generation within the Argent family, has a ntality strong enough to make up for her "lack" of vitality.
But enough of that for now, the point is that right now Daimon is having quite the fun ti, because it's been a while since he got a chance to improve in his own training, after all among middle stage Archknights the captain's strength is on the upper end of the scale.
'Mythical Regeneration is quite sothing, the amount of pain I get to feel before I heal, has been reduced to a tenth of what was before, it does cost both vitality and a bit of mana for the instant regeneration, but what I have the most are… energy reserves', thought Daimon as he retrieved Gram in order to slash it again at the captain.
"Damn it!", seeing that white light burning sword being coming his way, the captain gathered death and wrath nether on his free hand and a second giant battle aura sword was condensed for the battle avatar to wield.
"Battleground Slaughter Corroding Step!", with a loud roar, the legs of the captain's battle avatar exploded in battle aura before he turned into a flash that appeared above Daimon while slashing both of the giant battle aura swords at him.
Naturally, at this point the captain knew that two attacks at the sa ti weren't enough to reach the masked silver haired youth, because he could block one with that sword and the other one with the explosive long range spell he has been using so far, so while the two battle aura swords were descending upon the enemy, he pointed his hands at Daimon from within his battle avatar.
"Battleground Slaughter Corroding teor Rain!", it had a similar ring, as in it was an advanced version of the martial art used by Erika to throw continuous battle aura projectiles at Jasmine, the captain continuedly punched frontwards, shooting a barrage of black-red battle aura projectiles towards Daimon.
'Let's see you block two swords and a wide area martial art you fucking bas…', the train of thought of the captain froze as he saw the masked silver haired youth… letting go of his sword?
The idea of the captain was good, since there quite a large distance between the right and left arms of his battle avatar, it was going to be virtually impossible to block both battle aura swords at the sa ti, not to ntion that one sword was swung vertically while the other one was slashed horizontally.
It was so that Daimon would have to use Gram and White Heavenly Javelin to block the swords, which would create an opening for the captain's wide area martial art to land on him, and to prevent him from dodging he even used a movent martial art so that Daimon wouldn't have the ti to get out of the range of his attacks in ti.
Unfortunately, he didn't take into account the fact Daimon isn't fighting alone and that Narasha is especially active this ti around as well.
'Humph!', with a soft snort that only Daimon could hear, Gram which Daimon just let go a fraction of a second ago, turned into a blinding white star that the shot itself towards the giant battle aura sword on the right hand of the captain's battle avatar.
"Clang!", Gram heavily clashed against the battle aura sword, creating a loud tal colliding sound, but it didn't stop there, the white burning sword suddenly increased its fierceness.
"What the hell!", as if seeing that sword moving by itself with such an incredible power and speed wasn't surprising enough, the sound of sothing shattering made the captain curse.
"Crack!", the captain saw red at the fact that cracks started to appear on the battle aura sword on the right side, if it was destroyed then his assault will be for naught so he injected more battle aura into it to restore it and it worked, the tip of the masked silver haired youth's sword stopped sinking into his battle aura sword, which made the captain inwardly let out a sigh of relief.
At least until he felt the huge pressure coming from his right side, under the eyes of disbelief of the captain, the giant battle aura sword on the right hand of his battle avatar was… forced to clash against the one on its left hand.
"Boooom!", both swords were being slashed and so it was as if they had attacked each other on purpose, the result was that both battle aura swords chipped, and that wasn't all, the captain felt a sensation of urge coming at him frontwards, as Daimon pointed his hands at the incoming barrage of battle aura projectiles.
"White Heavenly Javelin", with a few words, ten magic circles appeared in front of Daimon, at the height of his shoulders, chest, hands, sides and legs, white light gathered on said spots before ten white rays of light were shot from them.
However, unlike before where the rays of light only had a diater of around fifty centiters, these ones had each had a ter and a half of diater, in other words there was way more mana imbued into them, which was the origin of the sense of urge that the captain felt, a barrage of nine rays of fifty centiter diater ones had burned through his battle aura defense and invaded the chest of his battle avatar earlier.
So, these ones which had a ter and half of diater, would for sure reach all the way to him and he didn't even want to imagine the damage that those horrible white flas could do to him, when just close exposure to them made him feel as if his body was burning, earlier.
"Shit!", unfortunately he was too close to dodge and he couldn't use his movent martial art to retreat, so he took the decision to abandon his battle aura avatar, and so a small gate opened on the back of his battle aura, from which the captain escaped, just in ti for the white light rays to t with the battle aura projectiles he shot earlier, just for them to be… instantly destroyed.
In fact, the martial art of the captain didn't even slow the advance of the White Heavenly Javelins, which reached the chest of the battle avatar the next second, directly breaking through the defensive battle aura layer and the wrath battle aura of the Balax Lord, to then co out of the back of the battle avatar.
"Booom!", having lost its integrity the battle avatar imdiately crumbled apart exploding alongside Daimon's white heavenly javelins, turning into a cloud of energies that engulfed everything in the vicinity.
"Aghhh!", the captain who was retreating in a hurry got caught by the explosion and his back was burned on the spot, not to ntion that he only managed to dispel the arms and legs of his battle avatar at the last second, so he took so backslash from it nearly being completely destroyed, forcing a pained scream out of his mouth before he released a whole lot of battle aura to blast away the burned skin and grow a new layer of it, only then did the pain stop.
Now imagine, how the captain's face twisted as he saw Daimon casually co out of the energy explosion, to then extend his right hand before a stream of white light returned to his side, turning into Gram the next second.
"HOW, just how are you doing all this, there is no way a damn mage can control a magic weapon like that, even if they use the spell "Telekinesis", not even I who obtained the advanced trait of the middle Mortal level can manipulate my sword in such a way!!!!!", the captain basically lost it.
He just simply couldn't understand how did the attack of a sword controlled at distance could force the arm of his battle avatar to change the direction of his attack, of course there are spells to control objects at distance, like the telekinesis he thought Daimon used because there was no visible object moving it, unlike what so earth mages do using "Rock Hand" or the like but with other elents.
But one of them can reach even a third of the strength that the owner directly wielding said magic weapon, would produce, and this applies to both mages and knights, unless of course soone has a godly level mastery of energy manipulation, but we are talking about sothing that would probably require the level of the realms above the Stellar one.
"That's simple to answer, I wasn't the one to do it", mockingly said Daimon as he let go of Gram, which calmly floated next to him, making the captain feel as if "sothing" inside that sword was threatening him.
Naturally Daimon wouldn't bother speaking with an enemy, unless he had a goal in mind and in this case, he had one, the nethereal in front of him was close to the Lords so he must have so important intel, even if he wasn't aware of it, so he just needed to make him spill the beans and it worked like a charm, as he already learned sothing interesting.
'With "advanced trait" he is referring to Will Manipulation, which he also has, so in a higher ranked galaxies that's what they call them, how interesting', thought Daimon.
One of the things that has been bugging him since he visited, Neptune, Kerrol and Draim is the fact that the vast majority not only lack the capacity to use Will Manipulation or Manifestation, but they don't even know about them, it would be understandable if it was just a "talent" related phenonon.
However, even monsters like Sarah, llie or Lance didn't have access to it, well Sarah has started developing hers after her ti alone with Daimon, where the atmosphere was for so reason insanely beneficial for those with extre negative oriented affinities, to the point that her realm nearly crossed to the Arch rank back then.
So, Daimon has been wondering if perhaps the galaxy from which the Lords co, has a similar problem, but that doesn't seem to be the case, in fact based on the words of the captain, they have more information regarding the abilities obtained by advancing in one's realms.
'It's a sha that they must be killed by those three as fast as possible, oh well, it's not like they are the only ones that co from a higher ranked place, that I can interrogate', thought Daimon as he gazed at the ring in which Ophelia was resting, before his mind changed to the White's ancestor, as he was reminded of that "Regulation lightning" that he saw back then.
If he had to risk soone's life to obtain valuable information, he'll of course choose an enemy instead of an ally.
'Humph, aren't you caring a bit too much about those girls', mumbled Evangeline, making Daimon chuckle, certainly a major part of the interest he had regarding the whole "incomplete" mage and knight paths, was because he was worried that it might be so negative stuff, like a curse for example, affecting all the girls he t during this mission, Scarlet and the others included.
Despite her clearly jealous voice, Eve also gave Daimon a little hint, since she didn't show the slightest worry about that situation, it ant that it wasn't sothing like a curse, of course she didn't say it directly, so it was a restricted subject.
'I'll learn everything I can't get out of that guy, once I obtain "Road to the Stellar rank", I guess', concluded Daimon, who was brought back to the real world by the mocking voice of the captain who was pointed his finger at him.
"You have an amazing magic weapon to do the job for you, but so what, I survived what should be your strongest spells already!", he said, and he wasn't technically in the wrong, White Heavenly Javelin and Cot Sword are among the strongest techniques Daimon has, since they use around a fourth and half of the power of his Demon Light respectively.
However, the captain was also wrong in one thing, Daimon has never gone all out against anyone so far, for those at his range of age and realm there has never been a need to, and for those above him, he has allies to take them on after all.
"Why is soone who couldn't block a single discharge of White Heavenly Javelin at Arch rank level, speaking with such contempt", disdainfully said Daimon as he snapped his fingers, making ten magic circles appear in front of him.
That's right, that was the first ti Daimon used the Arch rank "version" of his White Heavenly Javelin, which is why the diater of the rays basically tripled, let's not forget that in Core Synchrony state, Daimon's mana reserves are near the peak of the Arch rank, though he remains at the peak of the Lord one.
And unlike others, he is a also a knight so using large amounts of mana in a single go, won't even make him flinch, so casting Arch rank spells is not a problem, he simply doesn't do it out of efficiency, but his instincts were telling him to not worry about energy consumption and they have never failed him so he was letting go of the brakes a bit, in any case he has his daily chance to use Sanctuary, to recover to his pri state anyway.
The captain who saw those magic circles appear in an instant, felt at a loss, he finally realized sothing very basic, the masked silver haired youth wasn't fighting at the sa level as him until a second ago.
'No way, I thought he was masking the energy firm of his attacks to take by surprise, are you telling he was using the weak version of his spells so far, and that he can cast that thing with such ease!!!', inwardly scread the captain as he saw the light gathering on the magic circles used to shot white heavenly javelin.
But then his mind automatically drifted towards the Cot Sword, he could still see himself fighting against that barrage of white rays with his battle avatar and his current martial arts, however he was sure that huge white fla slash of earlier, brought to a stronger level will kill him.
"Are you not fucking done already you useless bastards!", shouted the captain, to which the non-combatant nethereals alongside the guards who have been hiding from the aftermath of the clash between Daimon and the captain, answered.
"Everything is ready".
The captain nodded and then exploded in battle aura, first of all he naturally manifested his battle avatar in a single go, after being nearly completely destroyed by Daimon earlier, the thing had cracks here and there, because it hasn't been too long and the captain has used a lot of battle aura throughout the fight.
However, that seed to be what he wished for, judging by the wild smile that appeared on the captain's face as he said.
"You have been using Ancient Battle Armor all this ti, so I think it's only fair I do the sa…", which made Daimon smirk behind his mask.
'Finally, I was getting tired of waiting until those guys finished "charging" their techniques', he thought.
The first one to cast were the remaining maids of the Asmadian castle, however unlike what one would expect they didn't aim at Daimon, but at the captain instead.
"Battleground Lust Fla Enhancent!", they exclaid as they released streams of pink flas that gathered around the captain, lighting him up on the spot.
"Battleground Death Bone Enhancent!", the undead slaves from the Bane castle followed, by releasing a wave of black ominous nether which was added to the mix of the energy covering the captain.
"Battleground War Red Banner!", last but not least, both the non-combatant staff from the Balax castle as well as the guards, released dark red nether which gathered behind the captain forming a large red flag that seed to be dripping blood.
"Royal Reinforcent, Regent's Privilege!", the captain who had his eyes closed suddenly opened to then shout, then all the nether that was all that nether which had gathered around him was actually absorbed by his body!
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