Heavenly Opposers-Chapter 268 - 267-Great Fight!

’Poor guy, he has already become one of my first stepping stones,’ Azrail thought as his domain easily crumbled through the fire and took over the entire world. His domain crushed everything in its path as Fiery_Clash came under Azrail’s control, the man in question having an extremely dumbfounded expression as he floated in this darkness that seemed to even try to suck away the light of his fire.

In fights after creating their own domain, it would always begin with a domain-like expansion. With several strengths, the same domain will cancel each other out, in which the fight will take another path. But once a domain overpowers another, the fight will take a whole other turn, with a disadvantage falling into the hands of the loser whose domain wouldn’t put up a good fight.

In that case, the fight isn’t automatically over. With different strengths, bloodlines, and powers at hand, a match can’t fully be decided by just the domain. But in typical cases, once the domain comes out winning, the losing fighter will, in most cases, lose, for his own playing field has changed. He will be fighting in an environment that will be the best for his opponent.

"You..." was all Fiery_Clash could say as his flames started to dwindle and sway around. The man probably felt the effects of the scythe that lay at his neck while the calling of death would have started to crawl up his own body. But he wouldn’t have reached this position if something like this would easily rattle him, as Fiery_Clash quickly got back his bearing.

The Pyrrhonic Guardian activated some of his ability as a fire that burned bright blasted from his body, illuminating the darkness within, his eyes burning like the flames as he made his move.

-->Flame Burst: Swords Of Judgment!<--

Powerful flames gathered together to form humongous swords, five different ones with the greatest amount of power condensed into them. The pure heat tried to burn through the domain as in a blink of an eye the five swords were at Azrail, their menacing heat trying to burn him to death as Fiery_Clash tried to use his superior cultivation in the current situation.

New n𝙤vel chapters are published on novelbuddy.cσ๓.

Azrail, floating within this dead-like darkness, made his move.

-->Reaper’s Touch<--

A huge scythe formed out of the death element, the darkness swirling above to form a single humongous scythe that made a wave. The whole scythe cut down the five swords like they were paper, the special property of the scythe causing severe necrosis to any strike showing its form, but that is just the beginning of its ability.

The Reaper’s Touch can bring instant death or severe necrosis to anyone it strikes. The reapers can also sever the connection between a soul and its body, causing victims to die without visible wounds, and Azrail was pretty sure that Fiery_Clash could understand the power of the scythe as he saw his flames trembling all around him in fear.

’Looks like the passive ability is taking its place,’ Azrail mused.

The passive ability of the domain is:

-->Absolute Death Aura<---

What it does is that all living creatures inside the domain feel their life force being drained with every breath they take. The aura of death is so potent that it can instantly wither life. This aura also nullifies any healing abilities or life-restoring magic, making wounds fatal and regeneration impossible.

"This is not over!" Fiery_Clash shouted out as his flames started to get a bit darker, the black of death slowly inching Fiery_Clash to his own death. His body seemingly went supernova, Fiery_Clash focusing the full brunt of his flames into his body, pulling out a great move, his eyes now blazing with flames all around.

The flames of his body made the place get hotter and hotter, and he started to channel the power of the sun into a concentrated beam of pure solar energy within his own body. The beam of power slowly formed with the intense heat that Fiery_Clash tried to create, and Fiery_Clash even went forth the extra mile to add his own fire essence to it, boosting the power to a whole other level as he activated one of his ultimate techniques.

-->Sunburst Judgment!<--

A beam so intense that it vaporizes anything it touches fired forth from Fiery_Clash, its speed being so fast that many even in the same realm won’t be able to handle it, making sure that it leaves nothing but ashes. The beam, capable of being hit with pinpoint accuracy, arrived in front of Azrail faster than the blink of an eye.

Even in the domain, its speed could barely be affected as the beam soon came upon Azrail. But he, in his dark cloak floating in the darkness with the phantom scythe still existing above him, just waved the scythe from top to bottom. The scythe came in contact with the beam, and for a second, a competition of power took place, after which the beam that could burn was killed off, leaving Azrail still floating around without making a move.

"Huff...huff...no..." Fiery_Clash spoke, the despair in his eyes ever present as his own flames started to die black. If they were on the same level of cultivation, Fiery_Clash would have instantly faced a death-like situation. It’s because the Pyrrhonic Guardian has a higher cultivation level that he was able to last this long and even make a fight back.

"It was a worthy fight," Azrail’s twisted voice was heard from where he stood, to which Fiery_Clash, raising his head with difficulty, his gaze slowly turning black, looked at DeathMark and sprouted a single word:

"Monster!"

After which the whole darkness took control of Fiery_Clash, and he turned into nothing but black ashes as it combined into Azrail’s domain, becoming a part of it, leaving nothing behind, not even ashes.

’Looks like I have set the first set of events into action,’ Azrail thought as he deactivated his own domain, the world turning back to how it was as the fairy from before appeared, this time a single dread feeling flashing within the depths of the fairy’s eyes as she shouted out:

"And we have our winner! It’s DeathMark! Coming out as the underdog, he has defeated Fiery_Clash in an easy bout and has now truly emerged as a super genius that will shake the whole cosmos! This also sets one of the highest records and a new matching fight being placed within the Diamond League!"

As the fairy shouted this, she floated right in front of Azrail, but he could feel and sense the fear she now had. Of course, Azrail can’t do anything to the current her, but the unnatural fear of what she saw would still last in her mind and the minds of the ones who had seen the match.

"Tell me, DeathMark! How do you feel after this historic victory?!"

"Tired," Azrail directly replied, making the fairy flinch. She no doubt wanted to hear more, but Azrail just waved his hand to the audience as he spoke.

"If you want, you can support me, else you can’t. Though, thank you for watching. That’s all."

With that final wave, Azrail disappeared from the place, leaving the fight, no doubt leaving a fuming fairy not knowing what to do.

...

Soon Azrail appeared right back in a room he had chosen to be in, Azrail slowly relaxing into the bed as his soul slowly trembled. The talent soul piece, boosting his own talent ripped off from Fiery_Clash, appeared at his own use, and the moment he wanted to, he could join it with his own, using it to boost whatever he wanted.

Feeling that piece of power boost in his body, Azrail took time to feel it.

’So this is the one thing they all fight to death for, a chance to change their fate... huh.’