Chapter 1647 - 124: The Oaths_2

In the silent world, Holt continued to maintain a high-pitched etheric reaction, his gaze locked firmly on the enemy before him, not budging an inch. As time passed, Holt had already caught up with the pace of the Regent King, and now he just needed to find a fatal opportunity for a single strike.

Suddenly, a faint sense of pain spread from Holt’s chest, forcibly interrupting his thoughts, and then the pain gradually intensified until it turned into a heart-wrenching agony.

Holt lowered his head, only to see the Shadow Blade had broken through Amber’s delay and pierced his chest, with a continuous flow of fresh blood and pure etherically transformed energy spilling from the wound.

"Did you not notice?"

The Regent King held the Shadow Blade level with a proud smile on his face, "When I initiated the Mirror Realm duel, the environment around you also underwent a change."

Holt blinked dazedly, swung his sword to sever the Shadow Blade from his chest, the shadow broke and retracted, and the wound on Holt’s chest healed and stopped bleeding under the effect of etherization.

A few black particles seeped out from the wound, drifting in the air like dust, disappearing without a trace.

"So that’s it, you were numbing me earlier?"

Holt understood the Regent King’s intention; when the world was switched, the region formerly commanded by Holt was forcibly stripped away and disappeared. When he entered the Mirror Realm and commanded the surrounding region again, a very brief gap was created due to the world’s switch and command process, which the Regent King took advantage of to launch an attack on Holt.

It’s just a pity that Holt was already a Seeker of Glory, his body highly etherized, even if this sword struck Holt’s throat or skull, as long as there was still a breath remaining, it couldn’t completely eradicate Holt.

Yet the wound was already there.

Even after the wound healed, Holt could still feel the faint pain emanating from his chest.

The Regent King held the Shadow Blade vertically in front of him, standing upright, "I really enjoy duels, don’t you think it’s like a sacred ritual?"

"One-on-one, probing, gambling, until victory is decided... Instead of the final outcome, I truly enjoy the duel as a glorious process."

The Shadow Blade approached the Regent King, obscuring much of his face, revealing the other half, pale and crimson.

"In the gap of life and death, mocking the Death God, achieving supreme joy!"

Holt seemed to be amused by the Regent King, with an ugly smile on his face, shaking his head, "You’re lying."

"An Undead talking about the pleasure of mocking the Death God? Are you kidding?"

Holt mocked, "Everyone who walks towards a duel holds the thought of no return, but you’re different, you’re the exalted Undead. Even if someone chops off your head or pierces your heart, you’ll always come back."

"That’s right, the reason you love duels is because you simply enjoy slaughtering without worry. After all, you’re an Undead, you won’t ever fall."

The Regent King’s smile gradually cooled down, he lowered the Shadow Blade in disappointment, "You understand nothing about the etiquette of duels."

"Ha, what etiquette? It’s just methods you Undeads created to deceive yourselves, using these illusory ceremonies to prove your nobility, calling them glory, it’s ridiculous."

Holt ruthlessly mocked, "You’re all a bunch of cowards, afraid-of-death cowards, thinking that after undergoing such trials, you can prove your courage."

"Utterly absurd."

Having said that, Holt’s figure twisted into a blur of nothingness, disappearing instantly, simultaneously shattering the ground beneath his feet.

It was like a series of detonating charges on the ground, continuously bursting into a collapsing trail, which was exactly Holt’s trajectory of movement.

The Regent King didn’t retreat, he raised the Shadow Blade and decisively swung a massive arc to sweep towards Holt’s trajectory, according to his prediction, this strike should be sufficient to halt Holt’s advance. Yet when the Shadow Blade reached over Holt’s head, it bizarrely stagnated in mid-air, unable to move.

It was as if it had been slashed into an invisible quagmire, impossible to swing down, nor easy to retract.

At this moment, upon looking at Holt again, he had arrived in front of the Regent King. The Regent King noticed anomalies around him, under the influence of Ethereum Mutual Exclusion, Amber couldn’t fully control the Regent King, but that didn’t mean it couldn’t stall the Shadow Blade’s advance.

While the Regent King paralyzed Holt to deliver a fatal strike, Holt was also plotting against the Regent King, both scrutinizing each other, finding each other’s weaknesses.

Holt shouted, "Stop!"

The Seeker of Glory’s strength was fully unleashed. Since he couldn’t fully stall the Regent King, he chose to interfere with him. After controlling the Shadow Blade, Holt immediately created several differential zones around the Regent King.

The palm could move freely, but the arm was affected by stalling, the torso was forcibly immobilized, the thigh could move freely again, followed by the restrained ankle...

Holt couldn’t breach the Regent King’s Rectangular Soul Critical to achieve finer differential changes, but what was happening now was sufficient.

Almost instantaneously, the Regent King felt the impact on his body. Without Holt’s intervention, due to the inertia of his actions, the Regent King himself twisted his own body, contorting his limbs, with bones visibly protruding beneath the skin from the fractures, muscles violently strained.

Under the conflict of the Seeker of Glory, Holt’s power merely affected the Regent King for a few seconds, but in those few seconds, the Regent King’s body had already twisted into a grotesque form.