But in the end, Cyrus couldn't blame him. Having someone counter his death magic which should be absolute, not once, not twice but three times now was a major attack on his pride as the representation of death in this world.
"I understand how you feel bro… Even I feel hurt by the fact that this ancient crap is able to dispel your death magic faster than I ever could… so you don't have to worry… we are in this together!" Cyrus' eyes lit up with power while he spoke.
Instantly, two pairs of golden wings sprouted on his back but no offensive weapon was summoned as well, only the massive golden broadsword twirling over his head remained to wait for its master's order.
"Here I go…" Derik muttered.
He crouched slightly before shooting forward at an amazing speed. Everyone, including Cyrus and the overseer, expected him to charge forward but the moment he lunged forward, a spatial gate appeared in front of him and he flew in.
"Where?" The overseer was on guard now for the very first time in a long while. It had acknowledged the fact that Derik and Cyrus are potential threats, capable of stealing taking his life in an instant. As much as he would have loved to reveal his true strength and put an end to all of this, Derik and Cyrus were right when they concluded that the overseer couldn't go all out because of the orcs below. They are the reason he's here so he would toss them aside unless his life is seriously threatened.
At this moment, the overseer was confused and on the edge. Not only did Derik suddenly disappear but he left behind over twenty spatial gates around him! Knowing which gate Derik would have emerged from is practically impossible.
Wooosh!
From a spatial gate below, Derik emerged with his death scythe shrouded in a darkish green aura. He let out a roar and when listened to properly, Cyrus could hear Gin's voice overlapping Derik's voice. With a single swing, a massive arc of darkish green aura shot out, dashing towards the overseer.
"Slow!" The overseer yelled and dashed forward to evade the attack coming from below.
On normal circumstances, the overseer would have chosen to move back since Cyrus was still hundreds of meters in front of him but considering the orc settlement behind, he chose to take the risk and dived forward. Derik on the other hand revealed a vicious smile in response to his actions!
Bam!
Only at this point did the overseer realize that when Derik moved the massive golden buddha had not moved an inch. From the corner of his eye, he could clearly see one hand out of the six hands the buddha possessed was still inside a spatial gate created by Derik.
"I didn't think it was going to be this easy!" Cyrus laughed as his massive guardian weapon let out a loud cry before dashing forward the next moment.
The massive sword began spinning on its way towards the overseer until it looked like a massive golden disk capable of slicing anything in half!
"Damn these kids… How long do you think I have lived?" the overseer cursed as a green spear flew past him and promptly blocked the golden disk attack, successfully deflecting it!
Woosh!
From another spatial gate not too far away from the side, another powerful golden fist emerged heading straight for the orc overseer.
Orakh clan secret technique: Unbreakable!
With a loud roar the overseer's eyes let out a green flash as his body expanded and countless green runes appeared all over his body. His muscles kept bulging as his body expanded at a terrifying rate.
Bang!
The overseer quickly threw a punch at the massive golden fist creating a powerful shockwave.
Crack!
Crack!
The overseer gritted its teeth in pain as the broken bones in his fists began returning to their rightful positions. He didn't expect the golden buddha to possess such physical capabilities capable of harming him in exchange. But then thinking about, he felt like it was reasonable for the buddha to have that much power.
He too is able to make even the most basic technique look advance and power and this is only thanks to his cultivation base. That's why each time he utilized the secret clan techniques of the orc clans, its power output is always greater than that of those normal gold realm orc masters.
Before he could get a chance to retreat another golden fist shot down from a spatial gate placed above his head, forcing him to take a step back before throwing both fists at the golden fist descending upon him.
Boom!
"You always leave yourself wide open" Derik's voice reached his ears startling the orc overseer!
"You are really begging for a backstab old man" Cyrus' voice made stunned him as well
Pa!
Instead of a head-on attack or the use of brute force, Derik and Cyrus did something different. Both mages quickly grabbed the hands of the overseer and a large amount of life and death aura quickly surged into the overseer's body.
"Rot away!" Derik roared.
'Life overflow! Let's see how you handle this!" Cyrus growled!