Chương 251: Chapter 32: “Decisive Battle in Sacris”

He seems to be blocking attacks by hardening the area around his arms with invisible energy or something. Regardless, I hammer in my sword with the force of raging waves—second, third, fourth strike. Each time, he was forced to use his arms. My movements have improved significantly. I can stand against him. I felt that response anew. As expected, unable to hide his surprise, he opens his mouth.

"Brat, you're like a completely different person from before. What made you—" I don't answer my hand. If there is a chance of winning, I have to bet on "that". Anyway, I swung my sword as my anger dictated. The enemy doesn't just take it silently either. A godspeed kick flies out. Against that, which I took twice and was knocked out in one hit both times. This time, my reaction made it in time. Crossing my arms, I receive it head-on.

Receiving an impact that resonates to the core, my body, two sizes smaller than his, was easily blown away. I break through several stone buildings. It doesn't hurt much. At this level, hard walls seem to be no significant obstacle. Since I would be blown out of town at this rate, I use Gravity Magic to reduce the momentum. 『Come out. You wouldn't have kicked the bucket with just this level. 』 Annoying telepathy. I'll come out even if you don't say it.

Jumping up immediately, I jump right in front of the opponent at once with Acceleration Magic. Pushing my right hand into his open torso. Aiming for human body destruction.

"《Qi Severing Palm》""Nuuh!" He intercepts too. Emitting a shout, he matched his right hand. The energy of destruction put into my right hand loses initiative and deflects in a strange direction. Direct hit on the Clock Tower in the distance—Sacris's specialty was blown away into dust. Troublesome after all. The power of [Domination]. But this is fine. Putting away the Qi Sword, I challenge him to a brawl at close range. By doing so, "the number of moves increases".

He continues to attack using [Domination], easily deflecting my attacks and reflecting damage back. Each time I get hurt, and he takes no damage. The opponent still has leeway. I am desperate just to avoid fatal wounds. But this is fine. I instantly incorporated his way of using abilities and techniques one after another. In the next blow, I utilize it. The same move won't work twice. A case of content theft: this narrative is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation.

As long as he has the pride that he is above me. As long as he tries to look down on me. He actively uses new powers. To stand superior to me who continues to grow moment by moment, he has no choice but to use them. It's a cat-and-mouse game. But his power is not infinite. It stands to reason that it will end eventually. Vitterweitz probably didn't think his own power was being utilized as is. Composure disappears from his face. Eventually, he raised his voice as if he couldn't bear it.

"This guy, no mistake. He is growing rapidly in battle!" Finally, my fist grazes his cheek. He opened his eyes wide with a start and glared at me.

"Don't tell me, brat, you..."

"《Space-Time Ruler》"! The world stops. Sound. Wind. The dust of the Clock Tower that had shattered and was falling. Everything erased its presence. And the only ones who could move were him—and me. Calmly taking distance, toward me who drew the sword again. He sneers with sarcasm.

"I see. So you can move after all." You must have realized by now. Enough. I told him.

"You showed too much." At first. If you just wanted to kill me, a single kick was enough. But you got carried away and gave me presents of unnecessary things thoroughly. Large-scale attack by the army and Dragons. Explosion comparable to a nuclear weapon. The second "slightly serious" kick. Hints about your own ability and my ability. Your stupid, lowest entertainment. All of it. Made me acquire enough ability to withstand your attacks, in other words, enough ability to endure growth.

You can no longer use me as a plaything. The longer the battle drags on, the stronger I become. Finally. I caught up. With you FabLs.

"Kukkukku. Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" Suddenly, Vitterweitz raises a high laughter as if mad. Because he laughs so genuinely amused, I snapped even more.

"What's so funny."

"Good! It's good! I've been bored all this time!" Does this man have no value judgment criteria other than fun or not? Just for that, how many people. Everyone.

"Isn't it interesting. Will I kill you completely? Or will you surpass me? It's that kind of match, isn't it? Kukkukku. Interesting!" Right. You understand, don't you. That is exactly the essence of this match.

"There is no escape for me. No holding back. I'll take you on with full power!" Me too. I'll crush you at full power. I'll break that rotten pride of yours. You'll lose to a mere brat. Die covered in humiliation. When he held his hand out, an abnormality began to occur in the composition of the atmosphere. Suddenly becoming suffocating. Oxygen? I immediately closed my mouth. 『Stopped breathing instantly, huh. Wise. 』 When I returned the same technique immediately, the atmosphere returned to normal.

"It seems petty tricks no longer work." When he snaps his fingers pachin, the world starts moving. Vitterweitz runs. I also ran at the same time. Colliding in the center. We no longer use FabL abilities that just cancel each other out. It presented the aspect of a fierce hand-to-hand combat. A fierce offense and defense of seesawing battle continues. Each blow cracked the earth and roared the heavens. Sacris is messed up to the point where I don't know where is safe. Civilians' district buried in rubble.

Noble district turned into vacant land. No one's scream reaches my ears anymore. Vitterweitz's blow gouges my flank. At the same time, a blow of the sword cuts his shoulder.

"Fuhaha! Good! This is it! Battle must be like this to be interesting!" Shut up. I'm not fighting to entertain you. Who lives, who dies. As if we were gods. Everything is decided by where the attack flies. It's not that my heart doesn't ache. But if I don't kill him here. The damage won't end with this. The whole world will be trampled. Above all, I won't be satisfied unless I kill him. That's why I'll kill him. Whatever the sacrifice. I decided so.

"Drop dead. Vitterweitz." Reading the Qi Sword, I unleashed the fastest thrust. Vitterweitz also responds, unleashing a straight punch from his huge body. The sword flash and the shockwave from the fist collide head-on. Instantly, erasing all information other than energy. We were blown away simultaneously. I don't know what happened. I manage to look forward. A large amount of blood is overflowing from Vitterweitz's stomach.

"To think the day would come when I would be cornered this far. And by a brat I thought was insignificant." Gasping for breath, he is showing a delightful smile. I am—. There was a hole in my stomach too. A big hole. I might not be saved. Simultaneously with recognizing it, I vomit blood. Crimson liquid spurts out with force enough to make me illusion that I'm scattering everything inside my body. My head is dizzy. Consciousness fades away. Just a little more. Just a little more. A little more and I surpass him.

I can win. I stood up with obsession and glared at the enemy in front. No leeway to maintain the Qi Sword. I re-adjust my fist.

"Come on. You can't win next time."

"Kukku. Might be so." Vitterweitz admitted it surprisingly easily.

"I give up. To think someone trying to surpass me would appear." Why. Only a sense of incongruity. You shouldn't be such a guy.

"But strength and victory/defeat are different. Don't you think so?" Smirking, he directs his gaze behind me. There was—. Why. Why are you there. Why couldn't I notice. Shoulders trembling, staring at the two of us, was Alice.