Chapter 287 - Paradigm Shift Part Three

The body of the red haired man approached the angelic flying figure of the entity in one swift thrust. Akainmhar's fist tightened as the winged quickly approached him, baring him the road from approaching the angelic creature standing in front of him.

A small smirk appeared under Akainmhar before his- ablazed- right hand sped toward the right-wing as though that wing had been there forever. His fist went straight through an angle that would traverse both of the two humongous wings, and as soon as he touched the fated wings, it was as though a nuclear bomb had appeared out of nowhere.

His darkened fist turned into blazing charcoals that roasted the pure white wings in a split second. The crystalline feather popped under the intense temperature, as part of the skeletal frame under it began oozing into a yellow-whitish liquid that spread away with the wind of the shock wave.

A shockwave that washed away the sea of falling rock, turning them into a fine powder that whiffed with the way as they turned ablaze under the strong temperature released by the attack.

That was all the details that entered Fell's eyes as his body was blasted away by the shock wave. As he had been standing too far, the damage he received was negligible, as for a few seconds, he had felt that he had been trapped a warm unstoppable breeze that took him hundreds of meters away in a few seconds.

As for the two opponents, what they felt was akin to being dropped in the middle of a bubbling planetary nucleus.

Then, Akainmhar's right hand turned into parched grass of savanna that was burned and roasted into a brick of carbon.

As for Thol'Yr, the moment he felt the pain transmitted through his wind, his body felt as though it was standing in front of the impact of a nuclear bomb.

A massive amount of ungodly heat assaulted his body, cooking it to a crisp as he felt his soft skin slowly shrivel and dry under the temperature.

Thol'Yr powerful body managed to resist the burning damage dealt by the red haired man, and the shockwave of the attack saved him as he was swiftly thrown away by the powerful shock wave.

His body turned into a flying kite that pierced through the air, compared to Fell, he had received much more momentum from the red haired man's attack and ended up quickly into a dark star that streaked through the horizon.

He softly hovered down, like a small autumn leaf, before landing silently on the burned ground under his leg. He glanced around him in surprise.

Thud.

He turned around, and noticed that the red haired man had landed a few dozens of meters next to him.

His figure was sliding down the smooth ground as he drifted a few meters before coming abruptly to a stop.

He noticed the black haired Fell standing in front of him, and glanced at him for a second, before breaking with his line of sight and raised his head ahead to the distance.

He looked deeply at the smooth surrounding of the impact of his attack, before looking at his right hand.

Thud.

Stream of blood essence flooded his heart, it was as though his blood essence treasure had opened a portal with a sea of blood.

In the next moment, his heartbeat sped as he began directing his pure and potent blood essence toward his black charcoal-like right hand that had turned a bluish smokey black.

A few seconds passed, as he didn't break sight from a far point of the horizon and silence spread as the red haired man healed his injuries.

His blood treasure could send massive amounts of blood essence streaming his veins; all that would be left was for his bones and flesh to slowly reconstruct.

His arm wouldn't immediately be as strong as his past arm, but it would be denser and stronger when it would grow.

Each time the red haired man was injured, his body would grow more resilient, injuries such as this could already raise his strength by a large amount when completely recovered.

Sadly, to recover quietly wasn't going to be possible as he knew that the entity was still alive after his attack.

He had expected it, as he had aimed on purpose at the pair of white feathered wings.

He had one hundred percent felt them disappear under the strength of his attack.

Now, the massive advantage of aerial maneuverability of Thol'Yr had been drastically lessened. And he was also sure that his body must have taken some kind of damage. Nobody could leave unscathed after that attack, not even himself.

His right arm healed slightly, before long, the dried burned flesh began peeling away, from under it could be seen a freshly grown skin.

Although his regeneration had been lightning fast, his arm wasn't the same as before, and the strength he would unleash with it would now be far smaller.

"I can only do that with that.", he mumbled as he began rotation his right shoulder, and forearm, in a way that made blood circulate faster in them.

And before long, he gazed at the black haired man standing twenty meters away from him with a meaningful look. He couldn't help but doze of for a few seconds, as though he wasn't sure if the man in front of him was the one he knew.

Then, he brushed his head as there couldn't be two youth with that kind of strength around New Casablanca. Yet he felt that the look in those eyes had changed, and even the way he looked at him was different than before.

Akainmhar sensed that the black haired man wasn't sure if he was a friend or a foe, and had even been dubious as to whether he should stand that close to him. "Looks like you've once again grown…", mumbled the red haired man as he broke sight with Fell.

"He is coming, again!", he added as a steaming red color once appeared on the surface of his skin. His healthy toned colored glinted as it veered to a crimson color akin to lava.

A flash of light appeared in the distance, with a tremendous slaughter aura that dampened the air as it advanced with Thol'Yr. He arrived once again through the air, his wing broken down and reduced to tiny bits of the wing's skeleton that held resiliently on his scorched black back.

Even without leg, the third realm cultivator Thol'Yr didn't find it difficult to move through the air. Part of his legs had turned into volatile light elements that fluctuated around the lower area of his body that had transmuted into light; he hovered through the air, attaining a speed far lesser than what he was used to with his wings.

But the- now- wingless entity hovered in the air, resolved on not stepping on the filthy ground as though it had been too used to the air. A few seconds passed, as Thol'Yr made his way to the red haired man. He could sense the potent blood essence released from his, and gritted his teeth as he resolved himself even more to kill.

Losing his wings had made him hell-bent on robbing the man from his blood essence treasure. And now, he wouldn't stop at anything and had decided to bet everything he had on coming out the beneficiary of this fight.

Thol'Yr had decided that even if he had to disgrace himself, this fight would only end with his own victory. Light was the most volatile, and straightforward of all the elements existing in the universe.

Some saw the universe as elements, other as wavelength and particles, but all when applied were about the same principles. The only difference between earthling's term, and the mythical cultivator was a paradigm shift of centuries.

To some extent, in many planets in the universe, science was pushed to such limits that the scientist there had begun tapping in the potential of the universal law's. From their, science and magic had fused into one entity that couldn't be separated—two sides of one coin that had intertwined into one aspect.

Thol'Yr devilish face darkened even further the moment he noticed the red haired man's right arm, the skin of the arm had already healed to the point where it could be taken for a healthy limb if one didn't know its state after the technique.

Thol'Yr grounded his teeth in a fit of livid anger, numerous veins popped on his face as the light element around him became excited. They sped around him, turning into pure halo of light, some collided and released tremendously power sparks that lengthened toward the ground and released their energy in the earth.

"Looks like my bluff had worked quite well…", thought the red haired man as he flashed a smug face toward Thol'Yr. His right hand rose quietly in the air, and he moved it in a provoking manner, sending a challenge to the fuming Third Realm entity.