Nameless King

Chapter 1109 Fist vs. Sword

Chapter 1109 Fist vs. Sword

Claws were the weapons of most beasts and animals, as were their jaws, powerful enough to give trouble to any creature even with fairly solid armor.

However, Ereg was not a beast, he was a Beastfolk and proud of it, he had claws, but right now his main weapon was something else - his energy.

In this world, only absolute power decided everything, and to a large extent, it depended on the power of a certain creature's energy. That was why there were stages such as the First or Second Chronicle and Transcendence Stage.

Ereg was one of the Progenitors and had an impressive amount of power, energy was his main weapon like any other being, so he was going to use it. Especially since he now had the power he had absorbed from Gael.

"Knights fight using armor and swords, beasts fight using their claws and powerful jaws, and warriors fight with their devastating fists. This is what I need. That's what I desire." Ereg said seriously while the particles of his claws separated into fibers of energy.

Crimson energy enveloped his hands, creating a light veil, vibrating slightly due to the immense power hidden within. Likewise, Ereg channeled some of the total crimson energy received from the clones to his fists to make them as strong as possible.

Gael, watching this scene got goosebumps - for the first time in several hundred years. The last time was so long ago that he couldn't remember when it happened.

Alucard grinned even harder, looking at the confused expression on his friend's face, which he had only seen a few times in all that time.

"Hehehehe, Gael, this fight will be one of the best for you. Ereg has done a great job, besides using everything he has, he's also fooled you a few times already. However... He's tired of it, after all, he's a natural-born fighter whose ultimate pleasure is the crackle of bones breaking under his massive fists." Alucard cast a glance at Ereg, striding confidently forward.

Even though Ereg had thrown Gael aside with a single kick, which meant that there was now a tremendous amount of power hidden in his body, his footsteps did not cause the ground to tremble.

Ereg walked forward calmly, like the most ordinary warrior, with a moderate aura and a stern gaze, but Gael realized that it was all a kind of illusion. Ereg's true power was on another level, and until the crimson aura dissipated, it would be like this.

"Well... Do you say you want to be a warrior? Fine, show me what you can do. Unlike Alucard you are not immortal, your fists will take serious damage from my sword." Gael alerted, adopting a fighting stance.

At the same moment, roots from the ash trees slowly approached Ereg from all sides.

Gael realized that right now, Ereg's instincts were heightened to the extreme, as much as it was possible given their current level of strength.

Thus, even though the roots were behind him, Ereg knew where each of them was.

However, that didn't mean the roots were useless. Gael could use them as a distraction or to deal damage at the opportune moment.

"You think you can use them? Let me show you how pointless it is." Ereg said calmly before taking a step to the side.

Whooooooooooooooooooosh.

Ereg's silhouette blurred as he, in a heartbeat, found himself standing next to one of the ash trees. The tree seemed to realize what was about to happen, so its roots immediately attacked Ereg.

However, before the roots could reach Ereg's back, he swung his hand, palm splitting the tree in two and turning it into nothing.

Then, Ereg turned around and rushed toward the other ash trees with the sole intention of destroying each of them.

Gael just stood there with his eyes wide open, watching Ereg's actions. In fact, the trees weren't completely destroyed, they would recover in time, but in that period of time, Ereg would be able to launch dozens of attacks and there would be no point in the trees anymore.

"Why is he inactive...?" Osvald muttered in confusion, looking at Gael, who was standing still, "Can't he use this moment to attack or to restore the trees? I'm sure if he has those trees it will be much easier to fight."

"Well... It's not that simple. Gael will fight until he can't move on his own, only then will he admit defeat and reveal his large scars." Wain said calmly, keeping his arms crossed over his chest.

Wain continued, "He doesn't know what Ereg is capable of, so Gael will use this opportunity to gauge Ereg's strength and speed, this is his only chance before their direct confrontation."

Osvald nodded with a thoughtful expression.

"Honestly I didn't expect to see such confusion in Gael's eyes. He didn't expect Ereg to do something like that at all." Marlis sighed, looking at Gael with mild interest, "Have I overestimated him?"

Sven smirked, "Hah, do you really think Ereg is the first to give Gael a decent fight? If all his fights were easy, his title would mean nothing as well as his scars. Gael is used to hard fights, but there is some truth to what you say. Gael is baffled by what Ereg's fighting style has turned out to be."

Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.

Three quick blows and the last ash trees were torn apart by the aggressive energy.

Only one minute had passed since Ereg absorbed the clones and the light blade, however, his crimson aura had become 20% smaller.

'I see... If I can withstand another four minutes, I can counterattack... but, is that possible?' Gael internally muttered before adopting a fighting stance.

It didn't matter if his opponent was superior in strength or not, Gael never gave up, after all, he had found himself in terrible situations, but he had never lost yet.

Ereg slowly turned around, glancing at Gael as if to signal him, and then Ereg rushed forward.

In an instant, Ereg was in front of Gael, covering him with his broad shoulders from which a shadow fell, while his fists covered in crimson energy rained down on Gael.

"A strong blow... but can fists do anything against a sword?" Gael whispered, swinging his sword, fast and free.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

The sharp blade of the sword collided with Ereg's fist covered in crimson energy. The energy fluctuations spread around, shaking the space and causing chaotic wind currents, unable to contain such power.

The ground beneath them was covered in cracks, spreading like spider webs and approaching the walls of the colosseum.

It was a simple shockwave, but the stones shook, only white and scarlet threads keeping them from shattering since the runes could hardly absorb such a volume of energy coming from the epicenter of the impact.

Gael's sword could cut through anything, and he was completely sure of that, however, his sword tried to pass through the crimson layer of energy, but it was simply impossible. Ereg was confident in his strength, and he wasn't wrong, his fist was stronger than Ereg's sword.

"No way..." Gael muttered in disbelief before Ereg's second fist came down on his face.

Whoooooooosh.

The impact, threw Gael dozens of meters aside, causing his back to collide with the solid wall of the colosseum, while a stream of blood came out of his nose.

His face was contorted with pain, he felt like his skull was cracked and could break at any moment from one of Ereg's blows.

"Fuck..." Gael cursed, falling to the ground but stopping himself with his hand. Everything in front of his eyes blurred, he felt lightheaded.

He needed time to recover, but Ereg wasn't going to give him that opportunity, since he soon found himself in front of Gael again.

The moment the shadow fell on Gael, a hail of fists covered in powerful energy was already approaching him. The only thing Gael could do in that situation was to regain his senses and keep fighting. That's exactly what he did.

Crackle. Crackle. Crackle.

Gael blocked several blows, not trying to attack anymore. He realized that in the current situation, his sword was weaker than Ereg under the crimson layer. He needed to wait for Ereg to weaken.

"Hmm... He needs to hold out for about three more minutes, but that's hardly possible. Ereg is acting too aggressively, pretty soon Gael's hands will go numb, and his defense will fall." Liang uttered, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

"Yes!" Nila exclaimed happily, "That's exactly how it should be! Gael has found something to respond to every time, but now he doesn't have that opportunity!"

Krana silently watched the emotions of the others, just trying to get a better handle on them.

Nitra shrugged, "Well, after all, it's no big deal if Gael loses this round. The important thing is to win the battle, it doesn't mean anything."

"Don't be silly." Alucard waved his hand, "Gael will fight to the end, and he's already doing it, right now."

At this time, the ash from the six trees that were trying to regenerate began to move to one point, transforming into something bigger and more powerful.