The Demon Lord Reborn

The Demon Lord Reborn
Chapter 21: Esir vs. Freya


Peace walked up to Hel's body lying battered, Peace was amazed because Hel died leaving his body in this upside down arena. Shortly thereafter, Emerald's voice reappeared saying so.


[Your aura pierced through Hel's body and got to the point where her soul was. His soul was torn apart by the thousands of fists that floated at him, causing Hel's soul to vanish and die. When the soul disappears, the body will not be able to function and in the end Hel dies leaving his body lying there.]


“So, my Aura can touch souls, huh? The soul is a non-physical existence. Impressively, I realized how powerful I was right now, I also realized who I should make friends and opponents. With this limited power, I should not be arrogant first, because above the sky there is still sky.” Speak Peace while sighing deeply.


The wind gushed loudly accompanied by the green foliage enveloping him, Peace was relieved his fight had ended well. Ares and Manah stopped fighting then walked back to the audience seat, their motivation and fighting goal had been lost due to the main fight that had ended briefly.


Suddenly, Peace creates a shovel from the fire, destroying the floor of the arena to find the ground buried by the rocks. Soon, Peace dug the ground to resemble a rectangular hole enough to hold someone inside. Then, Peace obliterated his fire shovel and pushed Hel into the hole he had prepared. After that, the rectangular hole is covered by the rocks as the first layer, and continued by the soil as the top layer.


Peace looked at Hel's grave sharply, not quite satisfied with the fight just now. He expected more from Hel's haughty figure.


“My hope is too big for you, Hel! In fact, you abandoned me before you could live up to my expectations. Disappointed, that's the feeling I can describe after all this nonsense is over. Before it ends, I give you a precious sentence, Hel... Respecting your opponent is part of perfection in a fight.” Peace said as he turned around and started walking out of the arena in a dizzy state. Shortly thereafter, Peace fainted on the way.


A few minutes later, Peace opened her eyes and regained consciousness while she was in Alice's lap. Peace looked around and felt like everything was back to how it was. In the arena, the fight between Esir and Freya had just taken place, the spectators cheered to call for an atmosphere that initially felt bland.


“Are you not Alice? By the way, why would I faint, huh? Do you know the answer?” Peace asked as he got up and looked for his own seat.


“E-Eh!! Um... Yeah, you fainted because of Manah's style, yeah, yeah, yeah...! Oh, please find your seat... Um... there!” Alice replied with shock, nervousness and trembling, as she did not expect Peace to wake up from her stupor so soon. Peace followed Alice's instructions, and she was finally in her seat. Peace sat down casually to watch the fight unfolding.


Freya began to make her first steps while activating, as a result of which created the Sword of Mercy, a golden sword that supposedly said could negate anything. Esir sighed deeply and began to grasp the sword from his back, it was Sayf Shaytan.


On the second step, Freya released the Sword of Mercy slash to Esir who looked like a black-haired, brown-eyed, black-bearded grandfather in a white robe that enveloped his body. But Esir did not remain silent, he was able to withstand the Sword of Mercy slash by relying on the handle of Sayf Shaytan.


“Why didn't you attack me, huh? You underestimated me? It's best to avoid my anger, because our Level is far away and it's impossible for you to win, Esir!” Freya said as she made her third and fourth steps, she slashed back at Esir and Esir responded casually, as if he was experienced in combat. Esir slashed the Sword of Mercy slash with Sayf Shaytan's handle up, until it disappeared into space.


“Tak enough, try once again!” Esir said as he made his third and fourth steps, making their position even closer. Before long, Freya slashed at Esir's shoulder, making the wound with pain that was hard to bear.


“Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Just incredible! Your hard work paid off, Goddess Fre-” Esir's words were cut off after he saw Freya fling her Sword of Mercy slash at him. The slash landed on Esir's chest that was not awake at all, making the wound quite deep and painful.


“Argh...! Damn it... You did well, yeah.” Esir bowed while enduring the pain he received. Suddenly, he was surrounded by Freya while levitating his Sword of Mercy slash. As if a Sword of Mercy slash had appeared from any direction, it felt impossible for Esir to dodge the attack. In fact, the audience immediately assumed Freya would win and qualify for the next round.


“My generation was canceled within an hour... It hurts so much, yeah! The Sword of Mercy was indeed an interesting sword... However, that sword won't fit on a figure like me... If my endurance is stronger, I can certainly beat them all.” Said Esir while releasing a terrifying Aura, although it was much different from Aura Peace, still Aura Esir was able to intimidate Freya.


The longer, the faster Freya's speed will be. Now, his speed had exceeded the speed of light, making it difficult for Esir to see it with normal eyes. There came a time when Freya's slashes from all directions came at Esir at the same time. Peace, Neutron, Ares and Manah who were known to be able to see the speed of light felt that Esir would lose because his speed was too slow.


“Essir! Die peacefully!” Shouted Freya with relief, he felt that this fight would end in victory for him.


“99 slashes you have delivered to my body in a matter of seconds, a remarkable achievement... However, you won't be able to achieve your 100th slash, as your attack pattern has been analyzed in such a way that I have found a solution to easily dodge the Sword of Mercy slash... Listen and take a good look..” Esir said as he turned his head until he found Freya.


“M-Impossible! How did he find me? B-But, I'm sure he won't be able to avoid it all!” Freya said in panic.


“From the 77 attacks aimed at me, only 10 of them are real, usually more luminous than fake. And the rest is just a shadow of the previous attacks. Is that right, deck? My finger continued, the Sword of Mercy slashes are 3 meters wide, and each of them is 5 meters away. With such a distance, I just need to search for the shadow slash and walk through it to get out of this attack. So easy if my eyes still work well.” Said Esir while practicing his analysis.


Seriate...