Chapter 401 Tension.



Arcanes... techniques only accessible to supreme beings!

Their impacts and dangers are unparalleled.

They can ignore all physical defenses of higher beings and directly attack their spiritual bodies (the soul).

Knowing that Alvine had not yet reached the supreme rank, Tifania was convinced of her victory.

This trust,

...Collapsed as soon as she heard Alvine, who had prevented her from moving away from him, whisper this incantation in her ear.

[Arcane of the massacre: the dance of the REAPER!]

Her blood froze in her veins out of concern. Her body cooled in dismay, and her eyes had traces of despair because of the incredulous scenes that had just occurred in front of her.

Her arcane, which she thought was inevitable, was bypassed by Alvine by inconvenient means. And instead of seriously injuring Alvine and subduing him, she had fallen into his trap.

As for Alvine, after saying these words, his aura has become unpleasant to sight, and his shadow swallows him up with Tifania!

-!!

But just before he goes to the end of his actions, his shadow returns under his feet. A sweet taste rose to his mouth as his body, bones, and nerves were torn from the inside, giving him the impression of facing death.

Despite his pain, he clenches his teeth so as not to flinch in front of his enemy. But the situation was becoming uncontrollable for him, contrary to what Tifania thought.

'Shit! I can't activate two arcana because of my current weakness. I should have waited for a little before resurrecting Linn and Sylvia!' He shouted these words in his mind.

...He had reached his limits! But Tifania could not notice it because of her current panic and the fact that she did not see the exhausted eyes of Alvine, who was closest to her.

Seeing Alvine canceling his arcane, Tifania stares at him with confused eyes.

But just when she believed that Alvine had curbed his desire to kill her, she had a ridiculous smile when she saw Alvine's weapon turn into a ring of golden flames and wrap around her neck before disappearing, leaving only a pendant-shaped tattoo.

At the same time, Alvine pushes her back and redresses the collar of his black leather coat.

"What is...?

"You are not a goddess; far from it, you are only a slave!" Alvine replied before she asked for the reason for Alvine's clemency.

"...What?" Her voice was monotonous as she squealed in disbelief.

'What's the point of enslaving me? He knows well that these kinds of stupidity never apply to us.' As she became confused by Alvine's unexpected decision, she looked at him stoically.

"You're free to get rid of it, but you won't have a second chance." He said as if he could hear her thoughts.

"...What does that rhyme with!?" Hot smoke rose above her head when she heard Alvine's answer. "You're asking me to leave this damn enslavement collar around my neck just to be spared!?"

Her expression was not pretty; it was the first time she saw a superior being submit to someone else. And the worst thing was that she was that person! Or rather, Alvine asked her to be that person.

"No, but to prove that you are an ally, not an enemy. Your attacks were not intended to kill me; your goal was to submit to me. And since I am the winner, the decision is up to me to dispose of your life as I see fit."

"...Your logic is beyond me. If you don't want to kill me, then take this damn stuff away from me! Otherwise, I swear to kill you!" Her rage gave her a headache as she roared constantly.

But still indifferent, Alvine only sneered.

"What did you expect when you came to threaten me at home!? You must be the only one who is so crazy. I may be weaker than you, but I spent my entire existence on the battlefields with my men; that's the difference between my enemies and me, But supremacy and supreme rank are two different things." He pronounces while moving away from her.

But Tifania doesn't let the humiliating situation continue for long; she swings her sword into the void, creating mystical runes.

Seeing her strange but obvious actions, Alvine did not interrupt her; she watched her perform her sword dance while manifesting runes around her after each swing of her weapon.

Slowly but surely, she finished her preparations. She joined her hands, inhaling deeply.

[Purification Arcane...

"If you lift my seal, you will also erase any chance of collaboration with me, and you will have to give me peace for eternity!" Alvine retorted before she finished her incantation.

She went mad with rage when she heard Alvine's threats. "Stop saying nonsense! Is this how you intend to treat each person who comes to offer you a pact of-

"No, I'm just doing what seems most right to me. In case you have forgotten it, it's you who started. As soon as you appeared, you tried to link me to you!"

"You!!"

"Haha! Why is it wrong to do the same!?" Alvine's arrogance and triumphant smile gave Tifania nausea, and the worst thing was that she could not protest against Alvine's words.

'I had never planned to bet so big in this duel. He is crazy to want to submit to me when he knows that I can get rid of this necklace of slavery at any time. What exactly is he hiding!?' Her brain was on fire when she didn't understand anything.

Meanwhile, when Alvine turns from her, his eyes become foggy, and her his becomes irregular.

'This bitch is monstrous. If I let her know she's alive because I can't activate my killing arcane, I would be in the worst. Plus, I've really become weak. In this lag, my enemies risk knocking on the door before I'm ready.

-The little power I just acquired was wasted by this obsessed queen slut. Frustrant!'

What differentiates superior beings from others is their vitality and spiritual bodies.

Unlike other magical spells or transcendental authorities, the Arcana are activated with vital energy!

...Having not yet fully formed his spiritual body, it was already a miracle that he could activate the arcane of the resurrection and fight with Tifania without failing.

But as strong as he is, he has limits, like any being endowed with a soul.

Tifania, who was digging her head to find explanations for Alvine's unexpected clemency, did not even suspect for a single second that he could not kill her at the moment.

By dint of being in the loop to weigh the advantages and disadvantages of the two paths available to her, she ends up sighing of cession.

"What did you want to tell me when you talk about an alliance?" Alvine, paying attention to the slightest acts and gestures on her part, asks her after seeing her give in.

"..." She looks at Alvine's back with her eyebrows frowned.

"You don't intend to speak? Or do you expect me to respond favorably to your request?" He turns his head towards her with dark eyes.

"Rather than a request, it's a favor I'm trying to do to you. You know more than anyone that you will not be able to have a descendant no matter who you mate with."

"Do you want to stop treating me like a bird? I'm not obsessed with that; unlike you, who-

She interrupts Alvine, "Don't be ignorant! Finally, since I'm still alive, this proves that you have considered my proposal." She said with a charming and mysterious smile.

"Stop that." Alvine looks away, guessing Tifania's actions.

'I would have killed her if I had the power. But except that, unlike the transcendents, the attacks of souls without Arcane don't threaten the lives of supreme beings. It's really a wound, this girl.' He made this grimace while keeping his indomitable look.

By seeing the rage in his eyes instead of what she expected, Tifania becomes more motivated to take up the challenge. 'As far as I can remember, no male could resist me. I know he is weak, but killing him is like wasting this opportunity. I would play your games, Alvine Dragnar. But don't expect a gift from me.' Her smile widened on her lips when she finally noticed some sweat pearls on Alvine's forehead.

"The order, the descendants of the voids, and the celestial judges have decided to form a united front alliance against you." She said while caressing her hair that came off like silk.

Her nonchalance differed from that of Alvine, who had dark eyes.

"The descendants of the void? Are you talking about the race that my two monarchs belong to?"

"Yes, speaking of them, I think they are the worst. These bastards have not stopped to continue to devastate everything in their passages. They are wild, wilder than wild beasts." She said while shrugging.

"..." Alvine seems disconnected from the real world while thinking deeply.

'This race is probably considered the most powerful in the universe. They fight from an early age... no, given how obsessed they are and thirsty for the massacre, I wouldn't be surprised if I were told that they have been training since before they were born.

-They are strong from birth, and just like my old self, they walk around the universe in search of adversity. It was because of this crazy side that I ended up appreciating these two twins and taking them as subordinates.'

"But why them?" Tifania asks in a confused tone.

Her question could awaken Alvine in his thoughts.

"?" He looks into her eyes with confusion.

"I'm talking about this race; why do they have you in their sights? As far as I know, you didn't attack this race when...-

"Because my two generals are the prince and princess of this race."

"Huh!?" Tifania clenches her fist because of the chills she feels all the length of her spine.

Every superior being, without exception, knows the reputation and temperament of the king of this barbaric race. If there were a second Kayre, it would be, without a doubt, him!

"But how have you not fought during all these millennia? I can't see this old barbarian giving his children to you without the slightest battle between you." She asks with the beating heart in her chest.

Alvine's smile became arrogant following Tifania's question.

"You're wrong; I fought with him, three times to be precise."

"H-huh!? So how is it that you are both alive? Ah, I understood. Is it because you were of equal strength?"

"Kuku, I admit that this old man is in the top ten of my toughest opponents, but he is still weak. It's because of Askald who asked me to spare him every time." He said with distant eyes.

"..."

"But I regret this decision; I should have killed this bastard." He thinks out loud while squeezing his teeth with rage.

But his rabies crisis lasted only briefly before he remembered a crucial detail.

"You said you knew where my two monarchs are, right? Does this mean that it was you who moved their seals?" He asks this question coldly.

"...No, I have nothing to do with that; all I know is that the old barbarian is trying to break the seal of your monarch."

"Oho~?" Alvine exclaims in the face of this unexpected news.

But Tifania did not pay attention to his sneaky smile; she continued by giving her opinion.

"I didn't understand why he was fighting for this, but now I understand why he's in a firecracker against you. Of all the eggs on the trees, you had to ignore them all and go steal the dragon's egg in its cave." She said with an ironic smile.

"I didn't steal a dragon's eggs; its children decided to follow stronger than their father. This breed behaves illogically, but they respect more strongly than them." Alvine explains nonchalantly.

"That's the difference and their qualities, unlike the others." He continued, seeing Tifania not have an argument to refute his words.

"Let's talk to me about this race called the celestial judges. This is the first time I've heard such a flashy name."