Chapter 200: His Fate [1]

Clang—!

Before the sword reached his arm, it was immediately repelled back by Amelia's blade.

Sword fights.

It wasn't Brandon's forte.

Against a real swordsman, he stood no chance.

With such thoughts, Amelia pushed Brandon away and took the lead of the fight.

Clang—! Clang—!

A flurry of strikes headed towards her. The man was extremely fast. Amelia could only parry so much.

As soon as her blade met Lumian's, another attack would swing down towards her.

Bang!

With her left arm, she shot the gun down the ground. The sheer force rippled, and the two were instantly separated.

"Ah."

Too immersed in the fight, she hadn't realized the grazes all over her body.

This man.

She couldn't picture herself winning at all.

His swings weren't too heavy. It was manageable. But his speed was astonishing.

Swoosh—!

At that moment, Lumian suddenly disappeared from her peripheral vision and a blade appeared before her.

Instantly swinging diagonally, she managed to repel the blade in the nick of time.

Clang—!

Lumian leapt back.

All of a sudden, Lumian started swinging his blade in the air.

No.

As Amelia narrowed her eyes and scanned, he seemed to be cutting off threads.

There were no wasted movements at all. Each swing, a thread would immediately dematerialize, and another thread would loom towards him.

With swift and agile movements, Lumian twisted his body and perfectly dodged the threads.

It was insane.

Even Amelia couldn't see herself achieving the same feat as him against Brandon's threads.

Seizing the opportunity, magic swords materialized and floated behind her.

Waving her hand down, the swords rained down towards Lumian as he fought off the threads.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—!

But even her surprise attack proved futile as Lumian would instantly parry the blades away, all while dodging the looming threads.

Somersaulting backwards, Lumian narrowly dodged the raining swords. He suddenly disappeared and the threads followed him.

With such ease, Lumian cut off each thread that headed towards him.

At this point, he was superhuman.

There was no winning this fight.

The only thing they could do was fight Lumian from a distance.

A closeup fight against him is impossible.

His swordsmanship was way above the Constantine's style.

All sorts of elements suddenly headed towards Lumian.

Ice spikes protruded from the ground and aimed to encapsulate his leg.

But it was then.

Vooosh—!

Lumian impaled his sword down on the ground and purple flames enraptured the vicinity, instantly melting the ice.

The earth suddenly shook and two large boulders shot from the ground on both Lumian's sides.

The boulders locked themselves towards each other like magnets as Lumian stood right in the middle.

"Zone."

***

The Primordials base.

Ciel stood by the window, taking in the beautiful sight of the moon.

"Lady Ciel."

A man's voice suddenly reached her ears.

She was well aware of the voice.

The Third Seat.

The man continued.

"Is it really different this time?"

"It is, and it isn't, from what I know."

The reply she gave was based on the descriptions that Jin had told her.

"You could say it was just pushed ahead of schedule. But at the moment, things should still be the same."

"Then..."

"But don't worry. Things are about to be interesting."

This moment.

Ciel could tell.

The tome in front of her told her.

The tome that told her of his fate.

Ciel turned around and their gazes met.

"As of this moment, nothing will be the same."

"I see."

"And the tome."

Ciel turned back around and looked at the tome placed on the table in front of her.

It was gradually disintegrating.

That was the sign.

She had completely rewritten his fate.

No.

Her and Jin.

The man quickly left her room after that.

Ciel raised her head and looked at the moon once again.

"Jin, just hold on. Please. Keep it all together. Your sister won't let your efforts be in vain."

Their goal.

To break Brandon Locke.

To break his system.

And to fully unleash his Sovereign's Will.

Raven Blackheart was a failed attempt and Jin had already told her that.

The world's fate fell on this one singular anomaly.

The strongest Sovereign's Will known as Brandon Locke.

Break his system.

Break it.

It had to break.

It was the only thing holding the Sovereign's Will back.

The syndicate.

The invasion.

They didn't matter.

Not under the sheer force of the strongest Sovereign's Will.