Dark Magus Returns

Chapter 1042: Raze Unleashed (Part 2)



The attack from Raze was fierce from the get-go, and unlike the items before when he had met with the others, he wasn't testing out his own power or Qi; he was using it to the fullest. He was condensing his Qi, all that he had learned from his fights so far, and was unleashing it to this point.

'A gift given to me by Belil-something that I hadn't realized how precious it was until this moment. If I hadn't been given this strength, maybe I wouldn't even be able to face the person in front of me, but because of him, I can!'Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Raze had pulled back the sword quickly, noticing that he wouldn't be able to win with just the power of strength alone. The moment he did, he stopped on the floor, performing the first descending step, shaking the entire room once again.

The others were weary as they could hear the sound of the crystals chattering against each other. Right after, Raze took a swing with the sword from the side, aiming to hit Mosak anyway he could.

Mosak lifted his arm to block, but the impact wasn't strong. No, instead it was light. He could feel the sword brushing against his hand, and the moment it hit, the sword felt like it was being pulled and coming from another direction.

Raze continued to do this, and Mosak was only able to block.

'What is this? It's not making any sense to me,' Mosak thought. 'He's pulling his attacks, he's only hitting me lightly with the sword...but why? Most people would attack with full strength. If he's doing this, then I won't even have to block!'

Mosak didn't bother blocking the next hit that was coming to his side as the sword was swung at him, and instead, he went for a fist ready to hit Raze. Only it was a big mistake. When the sword hit Mosak's side this time, a full-force hit filled with the power of Qi and Raze's strength was felt behind the hit.

"ARGHH!" Raze shouted as his sword pushed Mosak's body and lifted him off the air, flinging him to the side and sweeping past the others until a loud crash was heard in the distance.

Raze finally let out a deep breath, huffing and panting as he wiped the sweat from his head.

'Everything about my body-it's better than it was before. I can feel it, I'm at the peak of my stage, close to reaching the Divine stage.'

Although there were those like Murkel who had gained the titles closest to the Divine stage, now Raze himself was able to see how far they were from such a thing. Taking in Belil's power, who was a Divine Stage warrior, Raze could feel it.

With his senses enhanced, he had decided to battle in a way he would do as a mage, rather than a warrior-using the tools he had in various ways. Rather than attacking with full force, if Raze could see his hit was going to be blocked, then he would thrust the sword against Mosak's arms, hard enough for them to bounce back and allow him to attack again from another angle.

But not hard enough for him to fully commit either with his attacks, until he knew his attacks were going to hit. With his keen senses, he could feel it. Just like Raze could tell as mana swirled through the air, he could feel the Qi swirling when Mosak was going to attack.

Beatrix had tried to get up on the ground a few times as the fight was going on between the two, but it was impossible for her. Each time she tried to stand, another clash of the two would occur, and the vibration of the Qi would send her tumbling back down again.

'This is the man that I fought against back then, from so long ago? I can't even comprehend what he's doing, and he's only been using basic attacks and the very basics of the Demonic Faction skills.'

The reason for this was because it was all that Raze knew. He only knew a handful of techniques-three Demonic Formations that he had combined into the Crimson Slash. He knew the descending steps that power all of his attacks.

There was also the Lightning Steps technique that he had learned, but using them without magic and in this situation would put him at a huge disadvantage, and then there were the others as well.

"Ha, ha, ha!" Mosak laughed from afar, walking forward. His face could be seen coming out of the darkness back into the fighting area, seemingly unhurt.

"It's no wonder that man from before put so much hope in you. It appears you are strong, you are very strong indeed. I underestimated you," Mosak claimed. "To be honest, I didn't want to go head-to-head with the person I consider to be my savior."

Twisting his neck to the side, a loud click was heard, and then Mosak twisted his head to the other side towards his shoulder as another click was made.

"I told you, I'm not your savior," Raze answered.

"Do you think you've already won this fight from a few simple tricks?" Mosak asked. "That is all you have shown so far-it's just a trick, and tricks can only work once or twice until someone gets the hang of them.

"My guess is you're currently at the peak of the Middle stage. You're close to reaching the Divine stage, but that's the difference between the two of us. I'm at the Divine stage, and I'm even able to use part of my power down here.

"You won't be able to make up that difference with petty tricks; you're going to need something a lot more than that." Mosak placed his hands together, and the glowing energy had gathered into a ball.

Then, stretching out his hands further, the golden energy had formed a long spear shape. Mosak held it in both hands like he would a spear, and now he was physically holding a spear made out of his own Qi, that was continuously glowing.

This was different from visual Qi-a solid formation of it, the likes that none of them had seen before.

"I'm sorry," Raze said as he stood there with his sword, and bent his knees down slightly. The sword was glowing bright orange, and the Qi started to swirl around the back of his hilt. "I haven't had this power for long, so I can't control it too well. I have no choice but to go all out. "Dark Edge Sword Arts, The Fourth Formation-Void Pulse!"