Chapter 273: Second Coming Of Heavenly Demon (5)

Roman Dmitry called both names.

"Chris, Kevin. From now on."

Why were they called? The people were quite shocked by it. As it was just an extension of what was said, Chris and Kevin weren't the right people. Even so, the two moved without hesitation.

"From now on, I want to present you as the great warriors of Dmitry. If you don't have the confidence to win, I will give you a chance to step down."

"Thank you for giving me the chance to represent Dmitry."

"I will definitely win."

They were just a few words, and Roman Dmitry looked at Duke Bamford after saying those words, wondering what his response would be.

Duke Bamford's expression was cold. When his anger had gone past the human limit, he gulped down the boiling emotions inside of him.

Roman Dmitry's suggestion of a Battle of Great Warriors was understandable. If it was the monster who defeated Barbossa, he must be wanting to reverse the situation by using the variable called the Battle of Great Warriors against the Kronos Empire.

But Chris and Kevin were different beings. While researching Roman Dmitry, he also finished figuring out the people related to Dmitry. The development of the two was leaps and bounds.

From the time that was presumed to be their first meeting, they made tremendous progress, to the point of doubting if they were the same person, but they weren't strong enough to be considered by the standards of the continent. And that meant his existence wasn't enough to put him in the position of handling the Kronos Empire.

Just the fact that the bright young men came out as Great Warriors was enough to hurt the pride of the Kronos Empire. Their stomachs boiled. He didn't intend to follow Roman Dmitry's intentions. However, if he steps down now, people will express their thoughts about this war.

Why? Did Duke Bamford, with great swordsmen under his command, have to refuse the Battle of Great Warriors against Chris and Kevin?

This was a great chance to win. Taking a step against the two beings, who weren't even Roman Dmitry or ranked warriors, wasn't something Kronos could tolerate and ignore.

Duke Bamford said in a bloody voice,

"Roman Dmitry. Do you know why Kronos is an Empire? It isn't simply because it is a land ruled by the Emperor. There are enough talented people who can handle the large lands, and beings praised as great in kingdoms are common talents in this land, and that is why it is called an Empire."

Hannibal? He didn't even have to step out. There were many stronger people besides him in this war.

"In a situation where we refused to fight with you as a Great Warrior, you must have made a foolish proposal, thinking that Hannibal wouldn't step up first. Right, we won't accept this. Even if Hannibal didn't step out. 10 years? No. I will show you that you aren't even close to the level of the toes of the Kronos Empire if you try to fight with people whose names weren't even known five years ago."

Shhh.

Roman Dmitry smiled. And he signaled to Chris with a wink, and Chris stepped ahead calmly.

And looking at him, Duke Bamford cried out.

"Diego! Go and get me the head of that guy!"

The one who was named 6th in Kronos's ranking was Diego. He was a member of the 12 Swords of the Continent and was ranked 12th.

It was a very embarrassing thing for him. Like Barbossa, he was a person who was evaluated as the bottom of the 12 Swords of the Continent, but he was still a 6-star swordsman, which normal people couldn't even handle.

As Duke Bamford said, the Kronos Empire had many talents. Even if Hannibal didn't come out, there were other 6-star aura swordsmen who could replace him.

"I am Diego."

He stepped forward. Glancing at the other person, he let out a sigh as if annoyed. Then he heard it through Hannibal.

He met Chris on the battlefield, but he was told that he abandoned his colleague, Count Nicholas, to live.

That was Chris's reality. If he had developed that much at a young age, the future potential was truly amazing, but the problem was that he wasn't strong enough to go against a 6-star aura swordsman.

And Diego said,

"They say that the men of Dmitry are loyal, and looking at you, I know it's true. You are the one who is going against Kronos. I don't know how long Roman Dmitry will remember your loyalty, but the continent will write it down in history that you were one reckless man."

"You want to fight with your mouth?"

Chris's reaction made Diego laugh. When he was given the order, Chris had no intention of giving him a decent death.

"Right, let's see how long you will keep that mouth going."

No signal was needed. It was an immediate concern. As they faced each other, ready to fight, Diego exploded his aura and rushed forward. At that moment...

Pat.

Blood splashed at the corner of his eye. It was just a minor difference. Feeling the mana explode from Chris, he instinctively turned his head and felt this burning pain.

Goosebumps rose up all over his body. The opponent was just a kid who hadn't even reached 5-stars, but the attack he made was so swift that he couldn't react to it.

But he didn't doubt his victory. The opponent's attack must have given everything in his attack, and if this didn't work, the battle was already over. Rather...

Rumble.

Even the slightest laidback attitude vanished from his mind.

Rumble.

Rumbleeee.

A 6-star aura exploded. With the power that seemed to devour the world, Chris made sure that all his senses were alive and observed the opponent's attack.

He was fast and strong. It was possible for him to manifest a 4-star aura through his development in the past, and he would survive if he fought head-on with this man.

However, Roman Dmitry taught Kevin and told him that aura wasn't absolute. These aura explosions were just temporary.

People defined power as destructive when it reached 6-stars, but the situation changed even if the person was a little bit off.

Tat.

Taaat.

He stepped up at the right time to fight the enemy. Just taking a few steps back slowed the timing a little, and he momentarily found the location where the aura wasn't perfectly disturbed.

The aura surrounding the sword wasn't constant. If the part that violently displayed 150% of a 6-star aura came up, the part that didn't have half the aura would come up too.

There was a subtle difference. They were changes that a normal swordsman wouldn't recognize, but Chris was able to easily find them from his training with Roman.

Kwang!

Rumble!

He encountered the aura. The tremendous shock pushed Chris away, but that alone shocked Diego since he blocked his attack with just a 4-star aura.

It was incomprehensible with the common sense the world ran on, and that was why he pushed ahead, denying reality.

Kwang!

Kwakwakwang!

It was a fierce clash. The exploding aura didn't allow any gaps. But the more he attacked, the redder Diego's face became.

Chris should have collapsed a lot sooner, but the fact that he was still holding on was what made Diego angry.

His victory in this battle was to be expected. People were more interested in how overwhelmingly he would defeat the man than the result, so his expression, which hardened with each running minute, showed their disappointment.

The problem was that he couldn't make any decisions now. Even after being pushed back one-sidedly, Chris's surprise counterattack turned his nerves cold.

Flash.

It was swift. In the link between the attacks, Chris caught a slight gap. The last few days have been tough.

Along with the growth of his body, his mind also expanded in noticing things. In the past, he didn't understand Roman Dmitry's actions and words.

In a situation where they would be overwhelmingly defeated if they didn't use aura, they just thought that they were no match against Roman.

But things were different now. Aura was just an extension of the sword. The truth commonly used on the continent said that the power of aura was what determined victory or defeat, but Roman always concentrated on sword technique.

Just like how he taught the flash attack. Rather than simply overwhelming the opponent with aura, the method of understanding the sword technique and destroying the opponent was conveyed through sparring.

In the fight with Hannibal, he was mentally defeated. He thought he could never win against that destructive power. If only Roman Dmitry had been there.

Even if he could just manifest a 4-star aura, would he have accepted his defeat against Hannibal? No. It was clear that Roman Dmitry would have turned the situation around with his sword technique.

At the time he caused trouble in Dmiry, Roman Dmitry defeated the opponents who were always judged impossible to win.

And Chris wanted to follow such a path. Rather than conforming to common sense, he wanted to overcome the limitations like Roman did.

Wheik.

Rumble.

Aura split the space. Even though it happened right in front of his nose, Chris looked at the opponent until the end and attacked in the right gap.

Flash.

Swish.

The opponent's face was stained with shock. For the first time, he retrieved his sword, choosing to defend rather than attack.

Suddenly, Roman Dmitry's voice came to his mind. When he finally joined him, Roman Dmitry noticed a change in Chris and said,

"Chris. At one time, people called you the greatest talent in Dmitry. But now that you have created something new for yourself, the people's evaluation turned out to be wrong."

From the moment they first met, Roman recognized Chris's talent.

"On the Salamander Continent, no talent will surpass you."

Roman's words and what he felt were different. Roman Dmitry himself wouldn't have been included in that range, but he said that Chris was the best talent on the continent, even when dealing with monsters like Barbossa.

This was why he pushed Chris to enter the Battle of Great Warriors against the Kronos Empire. Roman Dmitry's confidence gave him boundless trust.

Kwang!

Rumble!

The attack was blocked, and Chris waited for the right moment in the confusing fight. The aura was boiling over.

The aura that had finished warming up was now running wild, but Chris wouldn't allow it to move out of his dantian just yet.

He pressed it down hard. This flash of compression caused an instantaneous eruption. Based on both, Chris reconstructed the path from his dantian to the sword, creating this thin, steel-hard passage.

And the result was Body Reformation. He took a deep breath. The moment Diego lost his composure and ran...

Flash.

Rumble.

Aura exploded. The aura from his dantian reached his sword in just 0.1 second, showing a speed that no human could understand.

Blink.

It was speed beyond the limit. And Diego widened his eyes at the burning pain.

He couldn't see or react. The moment he thought he was going to try something, there was a flash of light, and Diego felt a burning pain.

"...ahem?!"

Blood splashed. His chest was cut. Diego panicked and retrieved his sword to try and block the attacks further, but Chris didn't miss the chance and continued to attack.

He cut the leg of the opponent who was trying to block him, throwing him off balance, and when he raised his sword with a distorted expression from pain, he was kicked in the chest and rolled back.

Kwak!

He wasn't careless. He did his best, and he decided not to allow a single counterattack because he thought he would punish Chris.

But he was too fast. His flash-like movement and the cut through the space was like a swift sword that had reached its limit, and in the world Diego had lived in, no one had ever used such a sword technique.

He couldn't stand still. The Battle of Great Warriors had already begun, and the excuse that Chris was terrifying more than he thought wouldn't work for the Kronos Emperor.

In this fight, they had to take each other's lives. Diego got up, but what awaited him was Chris's attack.

He only lost the flow once. Diego was surely a strong man, and even if Chris was the opponent, he was a monster who couldn't guarantee one hundred wins every time.

However, the opponent didn't know the skills Chris had, and that defeated him. The existence of Chris, who pioneered this new path, became strong enough to change the irreversible situation.

Slash.

His arm flew. Kneeling, Diego tried to counter with his other arm. He couldn't surrender, so he had to die. It was the only way to save his family, and Diego slumped his face to the floor, removing his other arm.

That was the end. He wielded his sword like that, and people would take it as Chris's victory.

At that time, Chris looked at Hannibal among the shocked people. And...

Crack.

As if to show off to everyone, death was presented to end the battle.