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The Villain's Story

"So, I'm supposed to just go along with the flow?" He questioned, his refusal evident. "I'm expected to surrender to whatever destiny has planned? To accept whatever hand I'm dealt by the cursed fate of this vessel?" He rejected the idea outright. "After finally thinking I'd broken free from the clutches of that accursed snake, now this? The transgressions of this vessel's original owners are not mine to bear! I'm not the same; I'm an entirely different entity!" His laughter reverberated maniacally, filling the air. Because, let's be honest, who wouldn't teeter on the edge of madness when the mightiest entities, armed with their colossal power, are relentlessly pursuing you? Those supreme and primordial beings, capable of obliterating galaxies with casual ease... how could anyone endure such overwhelming fear? Could anyone really accept the cursed hand that fate had dealt them? Yes, He would. He had to. "Fuck it." He declared with a fervor. "I don't care...I don't care if it's destiny or fate or whatever! Even if it's the supreme beings...I...I don't give a damn! If they feel the need to dictate my life, decide my ending on sins I am not guilty of...than I have only one thing to say. BRING IT ON!" ---------------------------------------------------------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/Sgxw6QEsgE

Blazuku · Fantasy
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591 Chs

{71} Body as cold as Ice.[2]

{Chaotic Spear Art}

//First Movement\\

ABYSSAL REND!

Alan circulated his mana and the Blue non-attribute mana flowed into his Spear.

It was ready, His strongest attack was ready.

And he unleashed it. He swung his spear at the Sword Saint's kick at point blank range.

It was going to hit.

And it hit.

Both Of their attacks collided.

*BOOM!*

A large explosion of Mana erupted from their attacks colliding with each other.

Poor Alex, who was watching their fight had been hit by the shockwave and was sent flying.

The ground of the training room had shattered.

The surroundings shook, And an earthquake far greater in magnitude than the one Alan had first made when he practiced Abyssal Rend for the first time was felt all over the place.

The result of the terrifying clash?

Alan's defeat. And the right leg of Sword Saint bleeding profusely.

But...the head of Alan Peccator was in the Sword Saints Grasp.

If he wanted to, he could turn Alans Head into Mush.