Chapter 260: Back from the dead

?"KAAL VON SANGUINE WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINS!!!!!"

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"That settles it, the champion is going to be decided amongst the humans and demons." Selene muttered with a shake of her head.

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The merfolk were also out of the race for the champion, so that left only the humans and the demons. As for who the champion would be, that remained to be seen.

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The demons believe they would win especially with the prowess Kaal just showed and how quickly he dealt with Namor.

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While the humans also believed they would be the ones to emerge victorious. They still had two strong contenders. One was Anastasia who till now hadn’t even taken any damage in any of her matches. No one knew her full capabilities or strength because none had ever pushed her to the point of showing it.

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And then there was the imposter, as unreliable as he might be, no one could deny that all his wins had been effortless, especially with his uncanny ability to phase through matter at will which was considered quite unfair by many.

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Though many might argue that Mayura also had the same ability, it wasn’t nearly as instant as that of the imposter who by observation could do it at will.

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?So in essence, most of the alpha rankers thought it wouldn’t matter who won between Anastasia and the imposter. The demons certainly didn’t care because the believed in Kaal, the merfolk and elves didn’t care because they were already out of the race, and Lucas, Alexa, and Amon didn’t particularly care either.

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So that only left Sevas, Celeste, and Selene, who were heavily rooting for Anastasia.

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??Meanwhile, Kaal appeared back on the floating platform in a flash of light and sat back amongst his fellow demons.

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Though he could feel all sorts of stares on him, he largely ignored them and only looked at a certain individual, one he felt certain would be the one fighting him for the title of champion.

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However, his thoughts were soon cut short as a voice whispered next to him.

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"You were amazing, uncle Kaal." Isolde said with a bright smile.

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Kaal stiffened slightly.

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"I told you to stop calling me that, we’re the same age."

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"But you’re still my uncle." Isolde let out a chuckle.

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"FOR THE SECOND MATCH OF THE DAY, WE HAVE THE DARK HORSE OF THIS CONVERGENCE , WHO HAS QUITE THE UNUSUAL NAME, THE IMPOSTER AMONG US!!!" The commentator roared.

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"AGAINST HIM IS THE SEER OF PATHS, THE PRINCESS OF THE NECRON EMPIRE, ANASTASIA NECRON!!!"

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Damon stood up from his seat with a stretch. "I was begining to get bored." he yawned while stretching.

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"You have to be careful of that guy, I feel he’s extremely dangerous, probably even more so than that demon Prince." Delilah cautioned.

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From his matches that she had watched and Alistair’s testament, Delilah knew the imposter was no joke. Alistair had literally said; "It was as if he was toying with me the whole time, and could end the fight at any time he wished."

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?And knowing Alistair, that was most likely true, and though Delilah believed Anastasia was in another league entirely, she didn’t believe Anastasia could end the fight at any time she wished if she were the one fighting Alistair.

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"That much I know." Anastasia turned her head to the Whetstone princess, before fixing her eyes back to the front.

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Rose meanwhile grabbed Anastasia’s hand prompting the redhead to turn to her.

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?"Give him hell." Rose muttered as a silent understanding flashed through their eyes.

??"I will." Anastasia nodded, just before both Damon and her were transported to the battlefield.

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"THIS IS THE EPIC BATTLE THAT WILL DETERMINE WHO WOULD FACE OFF AGAINST KAAL VON SANGUINE FOR THE TITLE OF CHAMPION!

?NOW BEGIN!!!"

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The two who were standing over a dozen meter apart didn’t move and none of them moved even with the instruction to begin.

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"So, Mr ’you owe me a dance’, why aren’t you attacking?" Anastasia asked with a tilt of her head.

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"Oh, that, I was waiting for you to make the first move." Damon shrugged with a smile.

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"How about this, let’s make a wager. I personally consider your earlier ’favour’ of giving me a red sphere null and void, so here’s what I propose." Anastasia paused. "If you do manage to defeat me, I’ll owe you a dance."

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?"What the hell is Sia doing?!" Delilah almost exclaimed.

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"She’s trying to bait him." Rose replied almost instantly.

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Bait him? for what?" Delilah asked puzzled.

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"You won’t understand." Rose shook her head.

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"Hmmm, I’d like to refuse, but you make a tempting offer." Damon’s smile widened.

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"So you agree." Anastasia said as a statement rather than a question.

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?"Why of cour...."

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Bang!

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Damon’s answer was cut short as a dainty fist struck him square in the face with a sickening crush.

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Damon’s head tilted to the back, blood pouring out from his nose in as he shot backwards, crashing into multiple trees, before coming to a stop against the base of a particularly thick tree.

Before his mind cound comprehend what had just happened, he was forced to duck to the ground as a longsword increasingly edged closer to his face.

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The longsword cut a few strands of Damon’s hair and split apart the massssive tree like a hot knife through butter upon impact.

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Damon meanwhile tried to flicker away, but a boot rose towards his face in a blindingly fast motion, making him abandon his efforts to do so. He raised in arms in an X shape to block the boot.

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Bang!

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The boot connected with Damon’s arms with a bone crushing sound rattling the bones in his arms.

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Damon’s body shot through the still rooted base of the massive tree, shattering it into countless splinters and fragments of bark and wood.

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However, Damon quickly flipped onto his feet, killing his momentum, and skidding backwards with his boots tearing deep trenches into the ground.

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[Severing jet wheel]

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At the exact same time he managed to skid to a stop, the same longsword, now glowing in a blue hue made a beeline towards his face.

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’Tch, what’s with this girl and my face?’ Damon’s mouth twitched.

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?The longsword, however went through him as if he wasn’t he there, for he slipped into the mirror dimension.

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?Anastasia blurred backwards, a round ten meters before fixing her gaze on Damon.

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"You attacked my face three times in a row, I’d say you are trying to disfigure my handsome face to eliminate my future prospects." Damon sighed in mock disappointment. "Just so you know, you’d have to take responsibility if anything happens to my gorgeous face."

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"..." Anastasia stared at him with a blank expression ,but for those who knew her, that was the closest she was to a dumbfounded expression.

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?"Handsome? Does he look at himself in the mirror?" Someone on the platform scoffed.

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"Gorgeous my foot, you look like a damn toad." Another said.

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"What the hell is that idiot saying?" Delilah groaned in exasperation.

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?"Of course he’d say something like that." Rose muttered under her breath.

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The face Damon was wearing wasn’t particularly handsome in terms of Nahaar’s beauty standards. Of course on earth, he’d be a super model, but he was only average on Nahaar.

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Which led to this reaction after he called himself beautiful/ gorgeous.

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"What seems to give you the illusion that I’m trying to disfigure your face?" Anastasia tilted her head.

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"Well first, you punched me in the face, second, your sword cleaved towards my face, third, you kicked at my face, and lastly, you tried to cleave through my face again, does that sum it all?" Damon asked as he messaged his crooked nose bridge which had been broken from the punch earlier.

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?"Who knows, maybe I just want to figure out what you’re hiding beneath your face."

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?"I assure you, there is nothing hidden beneath my face." Damon replied as steam began to rise off his nose bridge as the bone settled back in place, before healing at a visible speed.

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Damon’s aura suddenly changed, growing heavier as if casting a suppressssion effect on the world around him.

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Most of the spectators’ eyes widened like saucers. Especially Calum who exclaimed. "This bastard can heal too?!"

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"Don’t try playing it off, I already know it’s you, I don’t know how you managed to play dead, but you somehow did." Anastasia said with an exceptionally serious expression.

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"..." Damon rising aura suddenly faltered as the heavy air around him disappeared abruptly.

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?"How did you do it?" Anastasia asked.

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Damon stood frozen, looking at Anastasia with a dumbfounded expression. "How the hell did you figure that out?" he finally asked with a resigned expression.

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"What do you think this is an anime? As if I’d watch you power up some overpowered technique like some shonen protagonist." Anastasia repeated word for word what Damon had said during his match with Alistair.

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"Hehehehe, so that what gave me away." Damon chuckled. "Anime and shonen protagonist huh?"

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"What are they talking about?" Someone on the platform asked.

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To everyone it seemed as if Damon and Anastasia were speaking what only they understood. Of course everyone, didn’t encompass Rose, Dion, and Aric, who were staring wide eyed at Damon from the platform.

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Slowly, before everyone eyes, the imposter raised a hand to his face. With a soft sound that sounded like something was being unclasped, the imposter’s light messy brown hair shifted its shade and turned into a neat silky jet black.

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