Rebirth: Tyrant's New Reality

Chapter 117 Deathly Race

*Boom!*

*Smack!*

"Brat, do you still see the hope of beating me in this duel?" the old man said with a grin as he once again dodged Arkhen's <Piercing Rain Blades> and blinked beside Arkhen.

Three force-fields blocked him this time. Still, his punch shattered the force-fields before the golden punch projectile hit Arkhen.

Arkhen's armor was absorbing most of the damage, but that old man's punch had shock wave effects, and the armor could only reduce the shock wave damage by 50%, not fully. So the shock wave damage passed through the armor and hit Arkhen as it injured him.

The durability of the armor also dropped to 64%, even though the fight only started just a few minutes ago.

"Not bad. You can now conjure three force-field layers right after releasing your attack," the old man said.

Arkhen was thinking of a way to hit him, and that was only possible after the old man commenced a counter-attack on him. However, the old man was simply too fast!

Arkhen felt that the combat art displayed by Azriel was still way better than this old man. But Azriel and Xalfer were properly suppressed and were only the same level as Arkhen stats-wise. However, this old man was not properly suppressed here.

Moreover, this was just his avatar, so he could leverage it without caring.

"Five minutes. I will only play for five more minutes. If you failed to defeat me, then I will finish you off," the old man said as he floated 20 meters away from Arkhen. "Come on, attack!"

Arkhen couldn't use mayhem field because the old man was attacking melee. So, the only powerful attack he had was the Slaughter Blades active power's <Piercing Rain Blades> skill because it was the fastest and deadliest.

The other skills were useless against the old man. Even SSS-rank <Dome of the Blackfrost> didn't slow him down.

*Swoosh…*

Arkhen released <Piercing Rain Blades> again. and right after that, he conjured a new type of slaughter blade that he designed!

*Crrrrr…*

A net of blades! The blades were very thin like thread and intertwined like a net as they covered Arkhen's body!

The moment the old man punched Arkhen again, he hit the net of the blades and… broke it.

*Smack!*

Arkhen got punched hard again as his body suffered shock wave damage and the armor's durability also decreased.

"Not bad. It stung my hand, but that net was too fragile," the old man said.

'Velshi, can't I create a force-field according to my shape? While I can manipulate its size, its shape remains quadrate like a cube of square or rectangle.'

[Nixeno can create force-fields of any shape and size and do even more wonders with it. But that's because he has comprehended the crux of the force-field and mastered it. He can manipulate the fundamentals of force-field, which is space energy force solidification, and mount it on anything. Unfortunately, you are not at the level where you can comprehend that]

Arkhen attacked the old man again with the piercing rain blades and also conjured sharp spear-like blades to the side his instinct told him the old man would attack.

*swoosh…*

Indeed, the old man appeared on the right side of Arkhen this time, and his punch hit the 7 tiny spear-like blades.

*Smack!*

Arkhen was still smacked as the old man's punch broke the spear blades and hit him.

"Oh? That was your quickest reaction so far," the old man said with raised eyebrows after he appeared 20 meters away from Arkhen after hitting him.

[My lord, the cage barrier is ready. It will cost 997k reality points. I will put use it when he counter-attacks you next time]

'Damn, I didn't even manage to bleed him,' Arkhen thought with frustration. 'I should be able to do it with the Piercing Rain Blades from my dragon blade if they hit him. He is dodging attacks releasing from my dragon blade and counter-attacking me, so if he does the same with normal slaughter blades…'

Arkhen started conjuring sharp sword blades around him. After several seconds, thousands of blades appeared and shot towards Arkhen.

"Impressive power, I wonder how you got this power that manifests these blades?" the old man asked as he blocked the blades by conjuring a hexagonal shield in front of him. The shield easily nullified all blades as the old man stood behind it with a leisure expression.

"Not counter-attacking this time?" Arkhen sneered.

Suddenly, the old man's body blurred as only his after image stayed behind the shield, and he appeared on the right side of Arkhen.

However, this time, Arkhen also instantly pointed his right hand to the side as the dragon blade clashed with the old man's punch.

*chiii….*

The blade pierced the old man's fist a bit as blood came out, but the force of the punch still shot towards Arkhen as he flew out of the domain, and the domain also dispersed as Arkhen deactivated it.

'Do it!'

The old man's face suddenly changed as a demonic cage barrier wreathed in dark flames appeared around him and trapped him. Moreover, chains conjured from inside the barrier as they bound the old man tightly.

*Swoosh…*

Arkhen quickly zoomed towards the pavilion with his full flying speed and erased the cubic barrier by spending reality points before flying back to the gates of heaven.

"Brat…" the old man muttered with a cold glint in his eyes. "That was not the deal."

*Crack…*

"Troublesome cage, humph. But you won't escape!"

…

Arkhen flew at his full speed while conjuring hundreds of layers of force-field around him and thousands of slaughter blades outside the force-fields.

"Stop him!"

The heavenly lords attack Arkhen with their full power to stop him from escaping.

Arkhen didn't hold back as he released the slaughter blades to attack everything and everyone around him. However, the attacks of so many heavenly lords, warriors, and angels on him were overwhelming him.

His force-fields were breaking fast, so he just focused on defending and constantly created force-fields around him. His goal was to safely reach the heavenly gate and return to Earth through James' portal.

"Fuck off!!!" Arkhen shouted with an ominous glare as he saw everyone attacking him and trying to block him.

*BOOM….*

The force-field creations couldn't keep up with how fast they were destroyed, but Arkhen saw the heavenly gate of entrance far away and tried his best.

Arkhen pushed himself to the limit as his speed of creating force-fields increased. 'Go!'

Alas, the force-field creations still couldn't keep up as the last force-field was destroyed, and a giant golden orb with a green hue shot towards Arkhen.

Arkhen's mind raced fast as he quickly positioned himself such that the impact from that attack would throw him in the direction of the gates.

*BOOOM…*

Arkhen shot towards the gate at an even faster speed and continued creating the force-fields.

"Damn, stop him!"

A big army was chasing after Arkhen while hurling various attacks.

'Mayhem Field'

Arkhen created a mayhem field and let it fly behind him as all attacks entered it and dispersed into a chaotic mix of energies. Alas, the field only lasted for two seconds since too many attacks entered it, and it reached the limit.

*BOOOM….*

The blast of the mayhem-field broke all of Arkhen's force-field that he recently created and pushed him towards the gate even more.

Now he was just thirty meters away from the gate and would reach there in the next three seconds with his speed. 'Yes!'

"You are not escaping, brat!"

Arkhen heard the old man's shout from behind and cursed in his head. 'FUCK!'