Kahn in his Drakos Armor now stood in front of the two men who planned to kill him in this desolate and forested valley. No one would even know how he died or where his body was buried.
[System, how much of my strength I can use now?] he asked the system because it was the best way to calculate his battle prowess.
[78% at maximum.] replied the system in its usual lifeless and robotic voice.
"This.. That's Dormammu Volstov's skill!" shouted Arkham in disbelief. Being a magic swordsman himself, he knew of the clan head of the Volstov clan, one of the strongest powerhouses in the city. And of course, about his Sword Lord skill.
If Arkham had broken through the Semi-Saint Rank, his own skillset would be comparable to the seventy two year old demonkin.
"So he did kill that Demon bastard. I don't know how he acquired his skill.. But you're lucky that I'm with you." spoke Solomon with a solemn expression.
"Don't interfere.. He's my kill. I have to avenge my son with my own hands." said Arkham and released his terrifying aura again as he dashed towards Kahn.
"Show me how good of a swordsman you are, kid!" he said and swing his sword at the young man dressed in draconian armor.
Clang!
Both swords collided along with Kahn's darkness swords and Arkham's water elemental aura swords as their master clashed against each other in a head-on confrontation.
Spark flew in the air as both the fighters swung their swords at each other from right to left, from upwards and downwards. Small shockwaves filled the place as they kept making quick and lethal, their movements so fast that normal onlookers would only register flashes and afterimages of their attacks.
Despite being disadvantageous in terms of stats, Kahn faced the old man without fear in his eyes, his mind completely focused and his senses on full alert. His gaze full of bloodlust even gave the experienced fighter such as Arkham a sense of wariness.
Boom!
Swords after swords attacked each other from different directions. Both sides completely equal in strength. If Kahn wasn't under this suppression formation, he would definitely have an upper hand over the old magic swordsman in terms of physical strength.
Kahn quickly used Side Hopper and appeared 10 meters behind. A water aura blade just passed by his previous location and was aimed at his head.
Although he had a few skills he could use to outmatch the old man, but with Solomon being present here would make things complicated because he knew light elemental spells and could easily destroy his dark element attacks.
If anything had Kahn learned recently was that you never reveals your trump cards too early. Or they'll lose their advantages and usefulness.
He quickly disappeared from the spot and appeared 50 meters away from his original location. He held Lucifer with both of his hands and moved it behind his back.
SHRILL!
CRACKLE!
A darkness aura and lightning appeared over the sword blade and both these different yet two of the most destructive elements started fusing.
Arkham sensed a foreboding of a dangerous attack if he allowed Kahn to attack with this skill. He dashed at the enemy who was charging his attack skill.
As soon as he came in 20 meters proximity in only 3 seconds, Kahn quickly slashed his sword towards the incoming enemy.
Dark Lightning Strike!
BOOM!!!
An ear-deafening explosion happened in the middle of this mountainous battlefield and a dark and bright aura destroyed 100 meters of solid ground and obliterated it into nothingness.
Dozens of trees and giant boulders were shredded into small pieces and half of the battleground was put on a fire. This attack was enough to kill even someone like Arkham without leaving a single trace of his body.
10 seconds later when the smoke and fire finally subsided.. Kahn saw a figure of a half-burned man whose armor was tattered into pieces and his face and torso were bleeding profusely.
But in front of this man, was a white barrier that appeared at the last second and saved the man's life.
"Fuck!" cursed Kahn as he looked at the source of this defensive barrier.
It was Solomon who was only watching from afar for some time.
He then joined the fray with Arkham himself. And started launching elemental attack spells at Kahn.
With his increased attacking capacity and the increased speed and defense because of the Drakos Armor & Lucifer both being used at the same time, Kahn kept dodging and defending against the attacks.
It was one thing if he fought against Arkham alone, but with the Semi-Saint Rank magician in the fray, Kahn barely stood any chance to attack them.
[How do I get rid of this Suppression formation?] he thought. Because it'd be his only way to get out of his current predicament and regain all of his strength.
But the next moment, a plan hatched in his mind.
[Let's do it the John Wick way!] he planned.
For the next few attacks, he let Solomon and Arkham's attacks and spells deliberately hit him.
And being the natural enemy of fire, Arkham's water blade attacks started breaking Kahn's Drakos Armor.
With each hit of the high pressured water blades, his armor started chipping little by little and his body was pushed back time to time as if he no longer had enough strength to defend or dodge the onslaught from the duo.
Kahn dropped on his feet and started panting due to exhaustion and seeing the opportunity, Arkham used the same water blade swords skill like before and attacked with 10 water blades.
BOOM!
A sonic boom filled the area and Kahn was thrown against a giant tree trunk.
"Argh.." wailed Kahn as his Drakos Armor did its best to defend its owner before it was broken into pieces and Kahn's body dropped on the ground. Barely having the strength to stand up. He was holding his sword as his entire upper body was bleeding profusely with multiple long and wide gashed leaking streams of blood.
Cough! Cough!
He threw up a mouthful of blood on the ground.
Arkham walked in front of him with a look of someone who was finally going to finish an oath they had taken.
He grabbed Kahn by the throat and gave him a look of disgust.
"Now my son can rest in peace." he said and quickly tried to stab Kahn in the gut.
Clang!
Kahn's left side of the abdomen which was just about to be stabbed was now fully covered with black hexagonal scales and he, on the other hand, threw the sword in the air.
Kahn quickly activated Drake Claws and grabbed the sword and Arkham's arm with both hands. He had sacrificed his newly made Drakos Armor so he wanted it to be worth it.
Before the peak grandmaster magic swordsman could even react, Kahn's eyes flickered yellow.
Executioner's Gaze!
Arkham was paralyzed on the spot.
"Then you can go and join him in hell!" declared Kahn as a black extension came from his back and quickly grabbed Lucifer that was still swinging in the air.
Thack!
Arkham's head was pierced right in the center by the black and crimson sword. Kahn quickly grabbed it and used all of his strength.
Slash!
Rip!
Kahn cut Arkham's body upside down in half.
An open skull, cut-down bones and torn intestines along with the spray of blood gushing out the old man's body was now spread on the ground.
Kahn gazed at the two identical pieces of meat and blood dropped on the ground and spoke with a content voice.
"Perfectly balanced... As all things should be."