The reality itself warped as Alex swung. The arc of his blade didn’t just cut forward—it split the air and existed in two separate points of time simultaneously.
The first strike rushed at Alyssa, but the second vanished, reappearing in a delayed echo somewhere else in the timeline.
Alyssa’s pupils contracted. ’That damned sword art again... how could something so broken even exist... and of all people, it had to be him who learned it.’
Her instincts screamed danger. She raised her hand and whispered, "World Sanctuary."
The world bent violently around them. In the blink of an eye, Alex found himself standing in a different space altogether. A wide grassland stretched endlessly, mountains looming far in the distance. The entire environment carried an oppressive weight—Alyssa’s personal dimension.
The first strike tore across the field, but Alyssa flicked her fingers. Ten perfect clones burst out of the air, intercepting the slash.
The second strike warped back into reality, bending time itself to predict her possible location. It crashed with a deafening roar, shattering the ground and creating a crater that swallowed half the field.
When the dust cleared, Alyssa stood there, unharmed.
Without warning, she appeared in front of him. Her speed blurred beyond sight, each step bending the dimension itself.
BAM. A punch landed on Alex’s ribs. CRACK. Bones splintered.
Before he could recover, a kick slammed into his jaw, snapping his head sideways. Another elbow crashed into his chest, forcing blood to spray from his mouth.
Alex staggered back, trying to gain distance, but Alyssa was relentless. Every attempt he made to retreat was crushed by her sheer speed, her fists and feet battering him again and again.
’Dammit! I can’t even see half her strength and speed!’
Finally, as she lunged again, Alex’s eyes gleamed. He twisted, planting his feet, and shouted,
"Heavy Strike!"
[ Heavy strike - Activated ]
His sword flared with power, his strength multiplying several fold. He swung with all his might, a devastating arc aimed right at her chest.
Alyssa’s instincts screamed—her arms crossed just in time.
BOOM!
The impact hurled her backwards, her body crashing through the grasslands and gouging a massive trench. Smoke and dust erupted as her body tumbled, her arms cut deeply as they dangled from her elbows.
Alex clicked his tongue. "Tch. She managed to shield in time."
Before his eyes, Alyssa’s wounds sealed, her arms regenerating instantly.
Alex raised his blade and yelled, "This isn’t fair! You made an entire dimension just to fight me. I can’t do that yet—I’m still not even at Grandmaster rank!"
Alyssa’s cold voice echoed across the field. "If you were normal, I wouldn’t have to. But you’re not normal a normal brat. Against you, I’ll do anything I can."
Blue aura surged from her body, compressing into pure constructs. With a sharp gesture, weapons began forming—swords, spears, hammers, bows—hundreds of them, all gleaming with transcendent rank power.
In a blink, they shot forward.
The sky screamed with the sound of blades.
Alex’s eyes widened as explosions ripped the ground behind him, each impact leaving massive craters. He dashed frantically, but the weapons were endless.
"Shadow Step!"
His body flickered, teleporting kilometers away in an instant. A sword narrowly missed his neck, slicing past and embedding itself into a massive boulder—which exploded into dust.
Alex landed, panting. ’She’s trying to skewer me alive!’
He came to a sudden halt, grinning. "All right then. Let’s try this too."
His aura surged. From his body, weapons began materializing—mirroring Alyssa’s technique perfectly.
Dozens of blades, spears, and axes formed from his energy, whirling around him like a storm. He pointed his sword forward.
"Go!"
The two storms of weapons clashed violently, detonating in midair. Shockwaves shredded the grassland, mountains in the distance crumbling under the sheer force. The entire dimension trembled violently.
Alyssa’s eyes widened. ’This boy... he just saw it once, and he already learned it?! Infuriating brat...’
Her lips curled into a dangerous smile. "All right, then. How will you handle this?"
She rose into the sky, her aura spiraling upward. "Meteor Shower."
The sky darkened. Hundreds of blazing meteors materialized above, each one large enough to erase a city block. They rained down like divine punishment.
Alex’s face twisted. "Oh great. She’s seriously trying to kill me."
He inhaled deeply, steadying his stance. His sword hummed as he whispered, "Astral Void Rend..."
The blade blackened, runes etching across it in jagged lines.
In his mind, he called out, ’Partner, let’s do this.’
[ Replacing mana with Cosmic Essence!...
Success ]
The runes pulsed purple, the blade thrumming with otherworldly power.
"Fifth Form—Dimensional Sever."
He swung.
A slash of pure darkness erupted, tearing through reality itself. The blackened arc howled, devouring the meteors one by one. Each collision sent shockwaves that rattled the dimension, the meteors vanishing as if erased from existence.
The slash didn’t stop—it kept going, racing toward Alyssa herself.
Her eyes widened. "Impossible!"
The dark arc split the heavens, descending upon her.
But just before it struck, her lips parted. "Manifest Astral Form."
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A blinding white light engulfed Alyssa’s body.
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