Chapter 1145: White Heart
Step. Step. Step.
Adam slowly approached Lyrod, striking the rods together to create a cascade of sparks. Gradually, they became hotter, which was a significant issue for Lyrod in this situation.
âWhat do you say?â Adam raised his chin arrogantly. âYouâre strong, I canât deny that, but your whole tactic is based on how effectively and safely you act. You have a backup plan for every outcome, but⊠what are you going to do now?â
Without hesitation, Adam lunged forward, quickly finding himself in front of Lyrod, who was still trying to comprehend the situation he was in.
Strangely enough, he had an answer to Adamâs question.
Tremble.
All the water around him returned to a state of energy as combat gauntlets covered his arms up to his elbows. Water flowed among the stone scales as his sharp fingertips flashed.
With a clang, Lyrod clashed with Adam, blocking his attack.
âI donât know all the details of your ability, but why are you so confident in your victory?â Lyrod asked as they exchanged another attack.
Slash.
The rod left a cut on Lyrodâs shoulder, but he didnât even react to it because he knew that the dark sword would heal him in seconds.
âI may not be able to kill you, but your energy is not infinite. My strength is growing, but yours is not. Soon, you simply wonât be able to inflict as many wounds on me as I do on you, and your sword will be filled. Iâm sure something bad will happen then, wonât it?â
Lyrod kept a calm expression as he conversed with Adam while blocking his rapid attacks time after time, but the first cracks appeared on his face, revealing the nervous trembling of his lips that he was trying to hide.
âWell, Iâm afraid youâre wrong about that.â
âAghâŠ?â
Adam jumped back as he plunged the rods into the ground and needles appeared in both his hands. He inserted the small, bright needle into the large one, causing two streams of energy, black and white, to swirl around the wide blade.
The last time Adam used the path was also the first time his opponent was able to survive and block his strongest attack. The path couldnât get through Arnothâs shield, and Adam was on the verge of collapse because this ability required an enormous amount of energy.
It seemed like Adam was acting foolishly, because the Crown of the Fallen Prince only healed his wounds, it did not restore his energy reserves.
But Adam had a trump card that Lyrod had no idea about.
âWhat is that?â Lyrod muttered to himself, trying to understand what Adam was about to do.
But by the time the white tunnel was formed, it was too late to take any action.
Whoooooosh.
Adam disappeared and reappeared behind Lyrod. There was no pain; all Lyrod saw was a splash of blood before his eyes, for he had just lost part of his body. The path destroyed everything in its path.
Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.
The black sword trembled, quickly healing Lyrodâs wound. Considering how serious the damage was, their swords were now equal. Adamâs was now less than half full instead of 80%, just like Lyrodâs.
In a slight panic, Lyrod rushed forward to get to a safe distance.
âWhat was that?â Lyrod thought as his pupils trembled. âHe just disappeared and appeared behind me⊠It happened so fast that I couldnât even react. Fuck! If it werenât for his ability to heal me, Iâd be dead by now!â
âHEY!â Lyrodâs angry shout echoed through the gorge. âWhat the fuck did you do?â
Adam sighed heavily as he chuckled quietly.
âOh, so thatâs what you were talking about when you mentioned your dark side. Well, well⊠Looks like youâre not happy that I hurt you. What a pity.â
A grimace crossed Lyrodâs face, his teeth grinding audibly as his heart pounded furiously.
âBastard⊠No wonder I wanted to crush you like a bug the moment I saw you. I donât know what youâre counting on, but your new ability has failed you. How much energy do you have left? Iâm sure itâs not enough!â
Without hesitation, Lyrod stepped forward as he made several swings. His gauntlets glowed brightly, sending a multitude of water blades at Adam.
In response, Adam merely waved his second needle, creating a lesser path. This was enough to pass through all of Lyrodâs attacks and appear right in front of him.
âYou see⊠Iâm not so worried about my condition anymore.â
BAM!
Adamâs fist, carrying the power of his Nexus, slammed into Lyrodâs chest. A dark, crimson burst tore through Lyrodâs chest with thread-like blades, throwing him back.
Before Lyrodâs back could reach the wall, Adam repeated these two actions, causing Lyrodâs sword to fill with more power.
âGET AWAY FROM ME! WORM!â Lyrodâs furious cry rang out like thunder as the raging torrents of water forced Adam to retreat, though he would have done so anyway.
âAgh⊠Agh⊠AghâŠâ
Heavy breathing echoed around them, and it wasnât coming from Lyrod but from Adam. Sure, he had wounded Lyrod badly and filled his sword more, but he had expended too much energy.
âWHAT? Are you satisfied now? What do you plan to do now? HAH!?â Lyrod growled as two jets of water pierced Adamâs shoulders.
Step.
Adam stepped back without looking at his wounds. His back touched the cold ground as the corners of his lips turned up.
âHahaha, do you think I did all this in a desperate attempt to defeat you quickly?â
Then, he shook his head as his needles shattered into fragments. Bright particles of energy flew before his eyes as he looked down at Lyrod.
Lyrodâs eyebrow twitched in irritation. He sensed that Adam was hiding something, but he couldnât figure out what it was.
âAghâŠâ Adam exhaled cold breath as he looked at his black sword. âFor me to be truly reckless, I need not only regeneration, but also endless energy, donât I, Silvana?â
Lyrodâs eyes widened.
After that, particles of light gathered at Adamâs chest as he placed his palm on his heart.
For a moment, Lyrod saw it.
Through the fabric, flesh, and bone, he saw the outline of Adamâs heart, which was now white, glowing brightly from the energy overflowing from it.
For, along with the darkness that had left Adamâs artifact, the First Star energy had also freed Silvanaâs ability, which had previously been blocked.