Chapter 36 - Collision
Vice Admiral Magnar watched the next events unfold in shocking fashion as Admiral Chekhov seemed to have forgotten everything around him as he erupted with power that launched him towards Noah as if he was a missile
The body of Admiral Chekhov was leaking purple light as his fist reached Noah, the impact smashing him down into the arena floor.
The more surprising thing was seeing Noah fly out a second after, his equipment tattered but his body seeming perfectly fine
The purple light surrounding the Admiral formed into a purple disc that he stood in the air with. Feeling the strength of that blow and the power emanating in the field, Magnar stopped going forward as he knew he would only lose his life if he came by. He only had rank B strength after all
What he didn’t understand was how much he had underestimated Noah. How was he able to stand against the strikes of multiple rank A skills and still be able to stand against an A Ranker? The surprises this man kept bringing out were too numerous
But if he had already reached this level, it was a great thing for the future of the Empire. This fight had to be stopped. He was about to look at the masses of people scrambling to get away from the Coliseum when Chekhov moved once again, this time the purple light forming into a spiked fist that rushed toward Noah
Vice Admiral Magnar looked at this as he wished the person he called to get here as soon as possible.
WHIZZ!
The huge spiked purple fist rushed through the air with a grating sound as three red lightning bolts smashed into it, dissipating its form. Noah didn’t seem to be done as three more rapidly rotating tornadoes rushed where the Admiral was
Chekhov looked at the incoming mini-tornadoes and waved his hand, a purple blade forming which split the rotating winds apart as if they were paper. The field calmed down after this trading of attacks, Chekhov was still bubbling with anger and grief but was gradually calming down. More purple swords were forming beside him as he spoke
"Yes he was in the wrong, but he didn’t deserve death." His rage seemed to have been reignited as he finished his words and the purple swords around him began to vibrate
Noah watched and then pulled out the new skill book he had obtained before the purple fist came crashing down on him. The glistening book was on his hand for only a second, before he brought it near his body and it was dissolved in colorful lights that went inside
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I observed the woman in the air with great interest as she stood on the menacing black eagle. I had recognized that huge eagle from clips I had seen in the past.
My heart was still pounding from the battles that had just finished while watching the sad figure of Admiral Chekhov move away
I wasn’t remotely sorry for the death of Andrei. He came after me, knowing full well the Death Match would result in death. He was okay with this, his people were okay with this, and those that cleared and issued the deathmatch were okay with this. They just got wrong which person would be dying.
The thrill of withstanding the destructive damage of [Frigid Impermanence-Unstable and destructive ice elements erupt in a specified 5-meter area] and then gaining the skill myself was hard to describe. The fact that this skill dropped and not the one that turned his body golden meant it was at a higher level than the usual rank A skills
Back then, I was even skeptical of being able to withstand the power of the Admiral that had decided to come to the city to watch his son. Did he really think I would stop in the middle of the match just because he said so? If it was me from a few days back who still held a few rank C skills, maybe I would have stood down.
But I knew my power would near if not rival a rank A with all the boosts I was receiving from skills and had also received many rank B skills that emboldened me to make the gamble of obtaining another rank A skill by taking out Andrei, and it worked.
The Admiral’s attacks were ferocious and damaged the [Scale Armor], and after bypassing [Arcanist’s Sphere of Protection] and [Golden Halo], they could barely just leave cuts and bruises on my body, similar to the devastating damage of [Frigid Impermanence]
I was curious about the skill that allowed the Admiral to form those spiked fists and swords, but that would have to wait as I watched the woman turn her attention to me. She spoke in that melodious voice of hers that demanded attention
"I’ll be the first to congratulate the newest rank A hunter of The Blessed Empire, Mr. Noah Osmont. I’m known as Elizabeth, but you can call me Liz"
I tried not to get taken in by her cadence as I smiled and said, "Thanks for stepping in, I wasn’t sure I could hold on any longer"
Her figure shook as she let out another laugh and said "Really? You seemed inexhaustible, like you could go on for an entire day"
I shook my head at these words and looked at the coming Vice Admiral that was shouting directions to members of the regiment to help those who were injured and calm the chaos around the arena
"Oh, you have little Magnar to thank for my appearance here today, he called in a favor from long ago and used it for you" She said as she watched him come over
I looked towards Magnar. I was actually very thankful for the continued help from this Vice Admiral, and was planning on doing my best to bolster his forces in the coming days. I flew down as the huge eagle also descended to meet the Vice Admiral that was looking towards us with a delighted expression