Chapter 112: Purple Mode[Blue Mode Activated.]Swoosh!Aldric dashed at the Serpent King at full speed, lunging his blade forward for its head. But this time, the Serpent King easily anticipated his attack, dodged left, and kicked at Aldric with full force.Aldric barely managed to avoid the attack, immediately stepping back to create distance. If he took a serious blow while in Blue Mode, it would prove fatal.The Serpent King dashed at him again, swinging its curved blades vigorously. Aldric dodged left and right, but a few grazes to his cheeks and arms were received. Blood dripped from the shallow wounds.Aldric swung his foot downward, hoping to trip the Serpent King. But the creature easily jumped over the sweep before landing a downward heel kick that blasted a large crater into the floor.Aldric managed to avoid a direct hit but got grazed by the impact. The force sent him skidding backward, but it gave him enough time to...[Red Mode Activated.]The crimson aura enveloped Ald

Aldric stood in his defensive position, his spear held steady despite the exhaustion creeping through his muscles. His fight with the Serpent King had taken more out of him than he wanted to admit. Now two more threats had emerged to end him.The reason for their involvement, he didn't know. But what he did know was that he was going to have to kill them if he hoped to survive this day.M1 stood above a stone pillar, her threads controlling the Serpent King's corpse below. The dead creature twitched and moved like a marionette, its movements jerky but purposeful.M2 stood beside the Serpent King, two blades piercing from each arm, jutting through the knuckles from inside his hands. The metal gleamed with a faint, poisonous sheen."Be careful as you attack," M2 warned, his voice low and cautious. "We don't know what other tricks he has down his sleeves, and whether he can still use that last attack he did against the Serpent King."M2 instinctively watched Aldric, studying his movement

The northern bridge stretched across the river like a scar on the landscape. The evening sky was painted in shades of orange and red, but the only thing Bill could see was the blade pointing at his throat.Tagashi stood motionless, his sword extended, his blind eyes fixed on some point beyond Bill's shoulder. The man was a statue—cold, patient, and deadly.Bill's body ached. The burns on his face and arm throbbed with each heartbeat. His ribs were cracked from Stangard's punch. His mana reserves were draining faster than he liked.I need to end this quickly, Bill thought. But this guy isn't like the others. He's something else.Tagashi moved.The blade cut through the air faster than Bill could track. Bill threw himself to the side, the sword grazing his shoulder. He rolled and came up swinging, his fist aimed at Tagashi's chest.Tagashi was already gone. He had sidestepped with inhuman speed, his blade already arcing toward Bill's neck.Bill ducked, feeling the wind of the blade pass

Aldric and Robert stood their ground as they faced off against the two foes before them.M1 had summoned Dante and Valdamond Black as her puppets. As to how and when she had gotten a hold of them, no one knew. All that mattered was that Aldric and Robert knew little to nothing about what was about to transpire.Boom!Valdamond Black rushed at Aldric, closing the distance in mere seconds and throwing a left jab aimed at Aldric's ribs. Aldric reacted quickly, slightly shifting his blade lower to match the trajectory of Valdamond's punch, and blocked the strike.The impact sent shockwaves through his arm. He's strong, Aldric thought. Even as a corpse, his raw power is immense.Valdamond's next attack was a punch aimed at Aldric's face. Aldric easily dodged, ducking beneath the strike, before kicking Valdamond away and slicing him clean across the belly.The cut left a bright orange glow—one that Aldric didn't understand. He aimed for Valdamond again, only for the second blow to result in

A SECOND AWAKENING![ Warning: Poisonous substance has been detected.][ Poison affection rate has exceeded 80%. ][ Warning! Warning! Warning!]Jaxen's version blurred as he stared at the serpent weaver, standing tall beside his paralyzed body.Its body was severely damaged, a wound that cut deep enough that it needed to support its upper body from falling over.But a fatal wound meant nothing if it meant you couldn't finish the job.Jaxen's fingers felt like wood. Unable to clutch his own blade.As his life faded, his blade began to fade as well.The serpent weaver stood proudly, believing the fight was already over."So you lost, huh, Jaxen?"The voice belonged to a man gleaming in gold and green armor. His hair was as white as snow, and time sand glasses dangled from his waist.It was a man's face that would put even the most beautiful woman in the world to shame."Who are you?"Jaxen asked, standing in an empty void of nothing but darkness.Behind the gold-armored man stood a gia