57 We'sre Settling It Right Now

Dean stood and watched from above Christian as he literally talked down on him.

"So? You created the monster before you and evoked its ire. What more did you expect?"

Christian suddenly laughed for no apparent reason that Dean could decipher besides losing his sanity while Ayesha slowly backed after sending a glance to Dean.

Ayesha saw that both wished to fight against each other and backed away to report to the teachers of the problems Christian was currently causing.

The forest was now quiet with only the two boys to stare at each other and decisively end the grudge they have both started.

Immense regret washed Christian's heart as he now had to face a nuisance that he thought would have surely not caused any trouble.

He couldn't even remember how long ago but he guessed that it was within a 7 year gap. An ant had suddenly arrived to ruin his life because its existence was trying to climb to a position that it did not belong to.

Christian recalled what had happened. He was sure that Dean should've had his cultivation completely crippled meaning three options.

A mysterious master is behind him which would be reasonable for why his family's name wasn't able to protect him from school punishment however why recruit a cripple?

If the petty revenge Dean required was a reason for why he got a master than everyone would've become a god within Martial Arts.

The second option was similar to the third, Dean received a magical potion or an ancient artifact.

However this was uncertain as this entailed that this world contains dangerous tools that could even rival with objects from his original world.

It was once heard that there were potions created to revive the dead while claiming the soul, a poison able to paralyze a village with one vial, a pill that even gods would shudder at the might.

What was one pill that could help recover cultivation compared to the god-like commodities?

Although those do exist, they are incredibly rare and may need to have the use of underhanded needs such as a couple billion mortal souls.

But an Ancient Artifact is too rare and mysterious.

In war it was able to produce devastating results that would be a major play factor on the battlefield.

Ancient Artifacts were weapons, armors, accessories or tools that enabled one to control immense power that was slowly refined by time and a past user or crafter.

Such tales horrified his men when they heard the tales of destruction they could cause

A ring that gave a user to flick and cause a tyrannical typhoon to sweep foes in a day.

Staffs once placed into a circular formation, summoning monsters imperceptible to the human eye.

The list can go on and on however the weapon's destruction on the use of the user.

According to Christian's memory, Dean was one of the few that arrived at the cove early which may give reason for why he might have received such a useful tool or potion.

'So he did take something before we all arrived. I'm pretty sure he was with that other person but it seemed we killed him too quickly.'

Christian finally understood why Dean went through all the trouble of causing problems for him and knew that he now wants to dispose of him once and for all.

Wasting no time to defend himself and finally end the trouble before him, Christian started to bring out the weapons and skills he had yet to show.

Bringing out a dull silver scepter, time had obviously worn it out and a majestic aura soon enveloped the forest.

Dean smiled in an intrigued manner as he questioned

"Oh, we're settling it once and for all?"

He brought out his own weapon which was a dark blue polearm.

As if challenging Christian's aura, Dean brought out his own aura. A red Battle Intent slowly oozed out of him and was distributed into his surroundings and conflicted against Christian's aura.

Their two auras didn't mesh well like oil and water as they glared against each other.

Dean forced out the first move as he broke the branch he was currently standing on and kicked it towards Christian.

"Hmmph, scum will only use scum tactics."

Christian broke the branch in half without hesitation and looked behind him to see Dean bending his back mid air and smashing his polearm forward.

Stepping to the side, Christian swung his scepter, aiming to hit Dean's ribs however Dean smashed his polearm onto the scepter.

Sparks sprang forth as Dean backed off immediately.

Taking a careful look at his polearm, he realized that it was slightly chipped while Christian's scepter didn't seem any different.

Christian slowly walked in a grandiose manner before Dean took advantage of his obvious taunt which was the obnoxious movement.

Dean tested the waters and threw a random glass bottle at Christian.

Without any hesitation he shattered the glass into oblivion as the fragments now lied on the ground.

Seeing how Dean attempted to see what he had up his tricks, Christian responded with his own regards.

Small circles started to appear in the air as random elements began to be summoned.

It was not that Christian didn't know how to use magic however his magic is a peculiar kind that has yet to be noted in this world.

Christian called it: Tribute Magic.

Whatever you owned or is in name your property, you sacrifice it in exchange for powerful magic abilities however it causes huge strains on the mental capabilities.

Anything could come out of those circles but it was more likely for it to be a type of element flung at Dean.

An example would be the slashes of wind that would be hurled towards Dean.

Water droplets flooding the area where Dean once stood and bolts of thunder landing.

The area soon became wrecked with miniature natural catastrophes as at one point a chair had even fallen.