Building An Empire Starting From The Labor Camp In Exile-Chapter 266: Technique

Atrox had seen a technique like that before. Infact it was almost as if he’d personally used a technique like that before.

The small ball of fire continued to condense, turning into a fery red that lit up the surroundings. Thrain dropped the said fireball in the air and created another one, and another untilballs of spinning red appeared around him like small stars.

But instead of condensing the whole lots further together, he simply gestured at Atrox. The red balls flashed forward, leaving a trail of fire behind them, a streak that formed a wall of balls in front of him.

Atrox flunged himself forward to meet the balls, he wove between them, his speed leaving behind after images. His sword also came up and down, slapping the balls away.

But he got careless and one of the fire balls exploded against his skin, sending wash of fire blasting into his face but for all that, it was like water getting spilled on him. He simply shook it off.

"You should not fight me with fire." Atrox said in amusement. He didn’t know if he was warning him or just stating face. The truth was that Atrox also wanted to enjoy the fight.

Thrain paused and lowered his sword, his distorting voice coming from behind his helmet. "I see. You are a fire Knight and it seems your control of it is rather powerful."

Having said that Thrain raised and dropped his sword sharply. A cold wind blew out from him and frost covered the ground, a ripple of ice magic blasted out of the sword he was holding creating a shockwave around them.

Thick costing of ice covered the ground and blanketed the trees around them, freezing them solid. Atrox was un affected by the ice, his body and surrounding was hot with a slight increase in the aura that he was giving off.

"Well. You’ve got your wish." Thrain said as he blurred forward. He seems to be covered in wavering form of ice as well and he was suddenly in front of Atrox, his sword coming down like a fallen mountain.

"Dominion!" Atrox shouted.

Light and heat gathered around him before it exploded outward in a shockwave explosion that sent Thrain back and melt the ground, burning the already frozen trees into ashes. The rest of the attack gathered in Atrox’s hand in an orb of light and heat.

He flunged it at Thrain.

The man raised his hand and several walls of earth rose up between him and the ball of heat and light. And they weren’t normal earth, they were black as if coated in a layer of black metal.

Bam!

The ball of light slammed and melted through the first two walls before it fell apart and dissappeared.

Again the two of them stood there as if they were not fighting but just admiring something. Atrox took a step forward. "Are you satisfied now? Enough playing around!"

Thrain nodded. "Very well."

Immediately he said that his armor gained a hard golden luster and turned a bit blurry. Before Atrox knew what was going on, Thrain already flowed forward, his body turning into a form of light that condensed into a big light spear.

Atrox’s eyes widened because the spear was radiating danger and with its speed Atrox knew it was better staying put than to dodge because avoiding it will take his eyes off it and let the spear attack him from behind.

"Veil of the Scorched Eclipse!" He shouted and his body erupted in fire as the cloak made of both force and infernal fire gathered around him.

The spear had already reached him at this point and slammed into his chest. He was thrown backwards, his feet sliding on the ground as he tried to push back.

Then the unexpected happened! The spear pierced through his cloak but it was slow. ’.....if I allow this then I’ll be dead!....’

Atrox changed his body, he stepsided while he used his sword to smack the spear at the head, pushing it away. And this time, he jumped out of the way.

Thrain turned back into his human form and without waiting he jumped at Atrox again.

A ripple passed from his feet into the ground and suddenly the forest floor softened like mud and hands made of said mud reached out to touch his legs, dragging him down.

Atrox didn’t pay it much attention as he was getting dragged into a mud pit. His focus was on the man that was flying towards him.

Lightning gathered at the edges of his sword and he brought his sword down. Ropes of lightning fell from the sword, an extention of the weapon itself that was twisting and warping on itself.

’...just how many types of magic can you use!....’ Atrox shouted internally. But outward he only opened his mouth. Red fire jetted out in a blast, it fell like a tide, surging forward and swallowing everything in front of it in clacking heat.

The mud dried and the ground hardened as if the sun itself had interfere.

The lightning attack met the fire and the two exploded. Creating a forceful shockwave that sent the two of them flying back.

But this time, Atrox didn’t wait to be attacked. He flew forward, each steps powered by small, controlled explosion that gave him explosive speed that took him towards Thrain in an instant.

Then he made an attack combination, his sword struck to the right and as expected, Thrain jumped to the right while using his sword to fend off the attack but something else was waiting for him there, and the fireball exploded in his face.

His head snapped back and he stumbled backward. Atrox wasn’t letting go of such opportunity and he went after him before he could gain back his senses.

But as Thrain said, he was an experienced fighter. Hardened spikes made of black earth jutted out of the ground in an irregular line towards Atrox who jumped back quickly.

Thrain sneered. "You bastard. You’re using cheap ways to fight now?"

The surprise fireball to the face had stung.