It felt like he got hit by a truck.
Sylas had been through a great many things in this world, but despite the fact he had danced on the edge of life and death, right this moment, he still felt as though this was the worst blow he had ever felt.
The fist’s power seemed to jet right through him with a piercing strength. His skin didn’t rupture, and yet it felt like thousands of blades were rotating around the location where the fist landed, shearing through him and turning his inner organs to mush.
His eyes practically bulged out of their sockets, his pupils constricting. His body curled involuntarily and a mouthful of blood was hacked out from his lips, spraying into a mist of crimson.
The wind tore around him as he was sent flying back in the form of a whistling meteor. His armor almost caught fire beneath the friction, sparse embers flickering around its cracks.
By the time he hit the waters, it felt like his entire body had been turned inside out, the lake itself colliding with his back so solidly that there was hardly a difference between it and the ground. Your journey continues with freewebnovel
A geyser of ruby waters shot into the skies, the altars that littered the surface of the lake shaking and swaying beneath the impact.
Aki exhaled a breath as though finally receiving some sort of release. He raised his hands, the claws of a white tiger facing the skies with a menacing sheen. The crimson lights reflected off of them like blades, every flicker sounding like the sharpening of blades.
If the Scorpion Warlord Armor had its own unique abilities, one could bet that the Tiger Warlord Armor certainly did as well. The main difference, though… was that Aki had activated all three layers while Sylas had only mastered one.
Aki landed on the surface of the raging waters, the space immediately beneath him turning eerily calm as though it had entered a separate realm from the churning lake around it.
He walked forward as Sylas slowly pulled himself out of the depths of the blood lake, coughing up another mouthful of blood. The latter huffed for breath, his eyes looking up to meet Aki’s own.
Sylas had been prepared for a necromancer sort of character. After all, the last time he came across Aki, all he had done was control rotten creatures from afar.
What he didn’t expect was this rampage of close physical combat skills.
What he expected even less was a Warlord armor.
It didn’t make much sense to him. While he still didn’t know why the Scorpion Warlord Lineage would appear on Earth, what he could be sure of was that their intentions weren’t as sinister as he originally assumed.
But now, he was second-guessing himself. Had he made a mistake? Or was there not as much of a connection between these two Warlord Armors as he thought?
His mind was hardly wrapping itself around what was happening when Aki appeared before him. He felt a claw wrap around his throat, his body wrenched out of the waters and lifted up until his feet dangled in the air.
"Tell you what…" Aki said slowly. "… Hand me the Gluttony Seed and I’ll happily let you live."
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