Only a few instants had passed since Abel stopped speaking with the two warriors staring at each other for the whole silent moment.
Then, Noah's determination surged and black smoke began to envelop him.
'For how long will I have to hide like a rat?'
Since his escape, Noah had to always be careful of everyone around him.
The Royals wanted to exploit him, his family was searching for him, and each new individual that knew about his aptitude could lead to irreparable consequences.
Noah did his best, focusing only on his training and joining every mission that could increase his power.
Yet, no matter how much he improved, he could never shake away those restrictions that he had since the moment he was reborn in that world.
'I'm tired of running away every time something in the heroic ranks appears. He is wounded and I can make it bleed, which means that I can kill him! Running away would mean that all my hard work can't match a cultivator in such a pitiful state.'
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He transformed into his fiendish form.
The demonic form had changed slightly since he became a rank two mage.
There were the faint shapes of horns growing from his head and there seemed to be a tail growing at the bottom of his spine.
The power of the spell was linked to his rank as a mage after all, it was obvious that it would undergo improvements as his sea of consciousness enlarged.
Abel stared with a stern expression at the transformation of his opponent and turned his head to the astonished Samuel behind him.
"Young master, back off, I can't protect you from that."
Samuel gulped and retreated for a few meters.
Twenty fuming slashes shot toward him as he did that but Abel promptly stood in their trajectory and swung his knife to block the attacks.
Abel watched with wary eyes how the black smoke almost completely enveloped him and began to consume his flesh.
'The quantity of this gas increased!'
He judged in his mind, yet his line of thought was interrupted by a black figure jumping at him.
Noah used the First form of the Asura, creating more than ten ethereal sabers that jointly attacked Abel.
His physical qualities were empowered due to his spell, his body was now on even ground with Abel's one.
Abel fought valiantly, answering to each of Noah's attacks with one of his own.
Sometimes, he would let specific attacks wound him in order to exploit an opening in the guard of his opponent.
His weapon darted over the fuming figure, piercing the black armor and continuously wounding the cultivator under it.
Abel's attacks could pierce the Demonic form!
Yet, as the battle continued, more and more smoke accumulated in that area, creating a black cloud all around the two warriors.
Abel was naked, his skin was long since gone and his flesh struggled to reform.
Nevertheless, the assault of Noah's spell was unceasing.
Abel had to fight in that position or Samuel would be exposed while Noah could only gain advantages as that part of the mountain path became his personal area of destruction.
'Just die already!'
Noah watched as Abel's body slowly lost its regenerative proprieties and pressed on in his assault.
Seeing that he could not keep up anymore, Abel decided to do one last reckless attack.
He stopped defending from Noah's blows and focused in one last lounge.
Twelve fuming sabers stabbed his body at the same time and began to corrode his interiors but he held on and released a piercing attack on Noah's chest.
Chapter end
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