"Rember our ultimate objective." Master Brigsby of the Britannian Empire smoldered as he led a Master-level assault force of a hundred Martial Masters toward the Shionel
Confederation. "If the Void Prince stands in the way of our objective, then he is our objective. We must eliminate him no matter what!"
One hundred Masters grew more determined as they marched towards the Shionel Confederation with a remarkable speed.
In truth, none of them gave a single solitary damn about the Shionel Confederation.
They didn't give a damn about the fact that they needed to adhere to the alliance's promise of attacking all allies of the Kandrian Empire in East Panam.
They had but one goal.
"Kill the Void Prince," Master Brigsby growled with fierce eyes. "Kill him no matter what!"
It was the sole reason that he, of all people, had been deployed on this particular mission. Born before the Age of Martial Art, Master Brigsby was a powerful grade-twenty-nine Master who was valued almost as much as a grade-thirty Master was.
With the deaths of both grade-thirty Masters of the alliance, he was the one who had been personally entrusted with the mission of killing the Void Prince.
WHOOSH!
They flashed through the air at high speeds, anxious to put as much of a gap between them and the Sages that had already been intercepted by their peers protecting the Shionel Confederation.
And that was when they saw him.
And what they saw shocked them.
"He..." Master Brigsby's eyes widened with shock. "He dares to co alone?!"
Every Master in the Master-level assault team stared at the lone figure in the great distance, approaching them as he even took the liberty of consuming a rejuvenation potion to ensure that he was in nothing short of peak condition when facing the enemy Master-level force all by himself.
It was a decision that was nothing short of madness.
Master Brigsby's face contorted with seething bloodlust. "Damn snot-nosed arrogant brat. I will make him pay for this insult."
He had mixed feelings on the matter.
On the one hand, he was glad that his mission was bound to be a success with nobody to protect the lone Dawnbringer. On the other, he felt insulted by the fact that the young Master essentially looked down on his opponents by daring to co to the war all by himself.
Then he rembered what had happened in the previous battle.
His powerful Martial Mind had sohow suppressed and paralyzed far too many among their ranks and was one of the reasons that he had been able to fight the Convergence while simultaneously crippling half their assault force.
"This ti, however, we have co prepared." Master Brigsby grinned with malevolence. He glanced at the hundred-strong Masters that were following him.
They were comprised of five grade twenty-nine Masters, including himself, and ten grade twenty-eight Masters.
All of them had extrely powerful Martial Minds that had been refined over the centuries. On top of that, Master Brigsby had personally handpicked the remaining eighty-five to be able to withstand the Martial Embodint of the Void Prince as well as possible, allowing them to not be entirely pressed by it.
Even if he could sohow fight off the powerhouses among the Masters, he would eventually lose his stamina, and the rest would be free from the overbearing weight and pressure of his Martial Mind.
His death was guaranteed.
There were no two ways about it.
Yet, when they beheld his form in the distance surging towards them at top speed, they couldn't help but have doubts.
He stared at them wide-eyed as the epheral darkness in his eyes stirred.
They roared with lust.
Lust for battle.
Despite the distance between them, they clearly felt the weight of his piercing stare pushing down on them.
They felt his hunger.
It sent chills across their skin.
Before they knew it, they had already reached a long-range distance away from him.
"ATTACK!" Master Brigsby pulled back as he activated his Realms of power.
In an instant, many Martial Embodints blood as the world ceased to be as it had been, instead bathed in the manifestations of Martial Minds of many Martial Masters that pulled out all stops.
Their Martial Minds painted a tapestry over the canvas of heaven and earth, coloring reality itself with their dye.
A magnificent sight.
Until, of course, Rui activated his Martial Mind.
RUMBLE...
The enemy Martial Masters froze as an endless tsunami of darkness erged from the depths
of his mind.
An infinite void.
One that seed to consu everything everywhere.
Not all of the Masters present had seen it before.
For a mont, none of them moved.
For a mont, they had forgotten why they were here.
Imrsed in awe and horror at the sheer weight of Dawnbringer's Martial Mind.
"I SAID ATTACK!" Master Brigsby gritted his teeth. "ATTACK! KILL HIM BEFORE HE CAN USE THAT INFERNAL TECHNIQUE!"
The force of his voice broke them out of their reverie. They each gritted their teeth as they surged forward at Rui, determined to kill him before it was too late.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Shivers crawled down their spine as a smile erged on his face.
"gamind."
Internal pressures in his body were adjusted as they exerted even greater pressure on the blood vessels almost everywhere in his body, causing them to constrict and lessen their blood
flow.
Almost everywhere except the skull.
A surge of blood rushed to his head and to his brain.
The supply of oxygen, nutrients, and other compounds increased the tabolism of each
neuron in his brain, while the increased blood flow allowed for the much quicker and more frequent disposal of waste substances.
The neurons in his head lit up with power, turning from simple nexuses into singularities of
information flux.
His mind, consciousness, and Ego lit up, elevating to even greater heights.
His eyes opened, glowing with dark blood.
Ti slowed down in his eyes as his power increased multi-fold.
And with it, so did the weight of his Martial Embodint.
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