The monk noticed Kael’s gaze lingering on the golden talisman beneath his collar. His fingers lightly brushed against the saffron patch, and a faint smile appeared on his serene face.
"You see my blessing?"
His voice remained calm, though there was a subtle hint of pride hidden beneath those gentle words.
"This is the Talisman of Serendipity. It was gifted to me by one of my seniors, a great man who dedicated his life to a thousand prayers. With this talisman, my path shall always be the fortunate one."
Kael scoffed.
"Unfortunately, I don’t believe in luck."
Kael had no intention of standing around discussing philosophy with a monk who had just invaded his floor. Whatever that talisman was doing, it clearly wasn’t decorative, and he needed to figure out how to deal with it before the fight dragged on any longer.
His shoulders rolled once.
Then he vanished.
The monk’s expression remained peaceful as he stepped forward at almost the exact same moment.
BOOM!
Their bodies collided.
The resulting impact exploded outward like a violent storm, compressed air ripping through the battlefield as the ground beneath them shattered. Bones that had remained scattered throughout the gloomy yard for who knew how long were immediately pulverized beneath the force of their movements, fragments flying through the air before being reduced to dust by the next exchange.
Another explosion rang out.
Then another.
The battlefield was rapidly disappearing beneath their feet.
Kael’s body was no longer simply a body.
Every part of him became a weapon, with every movement flowing directly into the next, his attacks targeting vital points with almost frightening consistency.
The monk, however, flowed through it all.
Kael feinted high.
The monk’s attention shifted upward.
Kael immediately spun, his leg whipping around in a vicious back-kick aimed directly at the monk’s liver.
The monk folded at the waist.
Kael’s heel passed over his head by a hair.
Kael’s eyes sharpened.
He reversed the spin and brought his elbow crashing downward like a meteor hammer.
The monk stepped sideways.
There was barely any room there.
Yet somehow, his body slipped into a gap that Kael hadn’t even realized existed until the monk was already standing within it.
BOOM!
Kael’s elbow smashed into the ground instead.
The earth erupted.
The monk retaliated.
Kael twisted away from the incoming palm before driving his knee upward, only for the monk to shift his body at the exact instant the attack should have connected. A fist followed. The monk leaned backward just enough for it to skim across his face.
Kael attacked again.
The monk avoided it again and again.
Some of Kael’s attacks were so tightly constructed that dodging them should have required impossible reactions, yet the monk continued slipping through them by the narrowest margins. Sometimes he moved before Kael had even fully committed to an attack. Other times, an opening simply appeared where there shouldn’t have been one.
Kael’s brows gradually furrowed.
Is this what being fortunate looks like?
It was starting to feel less like ordinary luck and more like the world itself was constantly giving this bastard a way out.
Kael ducked beneath another strike and drove his fist toward the monk’s ribs.
The monk twisted.
The fist missed by less than an inch.
Kael immediately followed with a knee.
The monk stepped backward.
Another attack.
Another dodge.
Kael’s expression darkened.
At this pace, he could end up exhausting himself before he managed to land a decisive blow.
He already had an answer, though.
Concept Erasure.
If he erased the concept of luck from the monk’s existence, the Talisman of Serendipity would become useless. Better yet, if luck truly influenced the man’s actions to this extent, removing it might leave him considerably more unfortunate than an ordinary person.
The problem was the cost.
Kael knew exactly what Concept Erasure demanded from him.
The monk was an opponent more than sixty floors above him.
Even with the thirty-five percent reduction imposed by the Tower, the gap remained enormous. There was no guarantee the monk was even fighting at full strength yet.
If Kael activated Concept Erasure and targeted him directly, there was a very real possibility that the ability would drain his entire mana reserve.
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![Chapter 216: Fighting The Monk [2.] 3](https://enapi.swnovels.net/assets/chapters/2590562/2.png?v=1791666185)
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