The talentless sect master chosen by the system Chapter 142: The Chaos Dragon strength

"You must be curious, why would Hysan allow me to be in full control of his body even though he has the strength to resist me already, am I right about that?" The possessed Hysan ask as his dark purple hair started to grow longer and curl at the end, resembling a scorpion tail, his eyes were of an amber glow and razor sharp claws replaced his hands.

"Tch! Just what games are you trying to play with us right now?" Nightin beseeched as feather arrows started to form behind him, forming together as they took on the form of a Phoenix spreading its wings apart. The Phoenix had half its body black and the other half white, one eye was of a spiritual blue while the other was of a calamity black.

Kaw

Screeching, the Phoenix arrow pierced through the air and spread its wings wide apart, its sharp beak manifesting into black searing flames.

"You may have been one of those peak experts back then in the past if it was your era, your combat strength could be described as peerless even back in the dark age, but you're nothing but an ant in front of me right now." The possessed Hysan says coldly, chaotic elements surrounding him stretched palm as it dissolved the attack.

"Also you, you're merely an ant who had more time to grow which makes you slightly stronger, your talent may exceed even mine as well, but that's all for nought if I'm going to claim your life now." Hysan says as a beam of chaos energy aims towards his right, brushing Kris by the cheek and leaving a faint blood line.

"You see, I'm just slightly serious and the two of you aren't even able to see through my attack, discerning eyes are nothing but a joke if I have to say." Hysan says again, flames of chaos energy on both his palms which turns to face the two of them.

"Must you really go this far just because of the war waged by all those from the dark age? You should also know that even if the few of you made it out of the dark age alive as a spiritual form, you should never lay a hand on my us successors." Nightin says with his eyes closed, his fists clenched in anger as the Samsara sword dispersed.

Since the waves were already against them and they couldn't surf past it, the only thing they can do right now would be to detour around it.

"But who would know that it was me who killed the two of you?" Hysan smirked, the flames dispersing as a glass of red wine appeared in his hand, swirling the glass of red wine around while turning towards Kris, he asks "So, Kris was it, what do you have to say or add on to what your friend said to me?"

Kris knew Nightin's intention all along and since putting up a strong front would be pointless, he retracted the heavy sword form of his weapon and soon a thin rapier with a sharp tip was back. "Even if you are afraid of Hysan losing to us due to any mishaps which shouldn't be possible, you should at least give us a fair chance to duel with him."

"How about this? I'll let one of you live while the other dies in the hand of the other. Pretty simple yet straightforward, isn't it? Now then, whoever is willing to make the first move can step out.

Nightin and Kris didn't make a move and only smiled, the two youths knew that death was inevitable unless they can please this demon standing before them who was sipping his red wine in relish.

"If neither if you makes a move, then I might have to retract my offer and stain my hands with two more blood drops. Do me a favour and kill each will ya?" The possessed Hysan says, but his temptation was still too weak and brought about no reaction from them.

"I'll allow the other person to become my other inheritor and even teach him things that the current Hysan is oblivious to, that's the best offer I can make and you guys should really ponder it over." The possessed Hysan, the Chaos Dragon says, his voice tempting but still too weak.

"I'm only saying this because you're a senior, but there are times where you shouldn't force demons like us who aren't close to slaughter each other, we can't even be sure that what you're telling us is the truth right now." Kris says, his voice determined. "I may not be your match even with his help, but you should know that we successors never lack hidden cards hidden up our sleeves.

Hysan laughed as the glass of red wine in his hand suddenly burst apart, his knuckles were cracking and fury could be seen on his face, the velvety liquid was now a blood sword held in Hysan's hand.

"Kill Nightin who's just standing opposite to you right now, I'll give you this middle grade blood sword made on a whim on top of being my inheritor, the blood sword may only last for around a year, but your cultivation speed will increase by at least a few percent permanently." Hysan says without temptation this time and even dipped the sword towards Kris.

Nightin didn't make a voice this whole time, his eyes are fixated on Hysan and Kris, a smile was plastered on his face when he saw Hysan's futile attempt one after another.

You think that we're this weak willed? Think again! Nightin thought to himself, his body walking forward instinctively and said "Chaos Dragon, is that what I'm suppose to address you as? It doesn't matter anymore for I have a question to ask you, just what is it that you expect of us?"

What! Does this youth probably have some clue about the incoming calamity or he just knows that it's coming soon? The Chaos Dragon thinks to himself in shock and look at Nightin again, but he wasn't just doing it out of amusement this time, but to figure out just what this youth standing before him knows.

Shaking his head and unwillingly taking a step forward, he took a roundabout approach and ask "Did one of your senior or mentor give you some time limit lesser than a hundred years?"

Seems like he does know about the reason. "Yes, it was my guide Robin from the Voyager Kingdom whom told me that I only have around eighty years to grow, to the point of becoming the youngest Overlord and even the strongest among all as their Supreme Noble." Nightin added on his own ambitions, since whatever was coming for him or even the cultivation universe was too much for them to handle, he understands that the Voyager Kingdom and the world were already pinning their hopes on him.

What this world needs aren't the current experts anymore, but these hot blooded youths who have unlimited potential to exceed their forefathers and seniors, if only they were given a more thousand years, then this calamity wouldn't have been such a hassle.

"Robin... He's definitely not someone from a hundred years ago then, seems like he's one of the first demons to appear in this world." The Chaos Dragon says, amusement on his face as he added on "How about this, I'll allow the two of you to leave here today and even receive my assistance here for a month."

"But then those on the outside will worry and question what's going on, just how did we come out unscathed and why did you vanish all of a sudden, how do you expect us to explain the sudden increase in strength?" Kris asks before Nightin could speak, yet the excitement and blood flushing to his face had already betrayed him.

"Don't worry, one month here is only a minute or so out there, the General wouldn't even make it in time to catch me." The Chaos Dragon says without fear, a whip the colour of lavender with sharp teeth to it was being swing around in his hand.

"Don't worry, the first step of my training will be your endurance." The Chaos Dragon laughed as he swings the whip towards Nightin and Kris.

"Hey, wait up! I'll die if it hits me even once!" Nightin jumped over it and shouted while trying to maintain his distance.

Kris rolled away and despite keeping silent, the fury on his face was crystal clear and being illuminated by the dim lighting here.

"It doesn't matter, if you don't want to train your endurance, then I'll make sure your speed increases to another level from your current stage!" The Chaos Dragon says arrogantly and with laughter before lashing the whip forward.

Chapter end