"Who the hell is yapping this loud," I said as I came out of the ship. "Damn, even the thunder is quieter than you, what the hell do you want?" I asked the man.
"YOUR LIFE!" he said with the most third rate villain tone you could imagine.
The Demon Sword rushed forward toward the ship. One of his palms was pointing forward while his sword was behind him and many more flew following him.
"Taste the might of the Demon Sword!" he shouted with all his might.
He was fast, and incredibly so, however there was still a distance between us.
"Shen!" Law shouted, worried for the fact that the man called the Demon Sword was attacking. After all he was a peak Origin Realm cultivator. But there was one thing that only I am aware of.
And before the Demon Sword made it half way, I slowly raised my hand and snapped a finger.
Instantly after that, a loud sound of something crashing against the ship echoed from underneath my foot. And the body of the Demon Sword slowly slumped against the bloodied steel until he fell to the ground below.
His swords followed suit as they fell right next to him.
While he gasped for breath after breath, then a final breath before he died clutching his heart.
"..."
"What?" I shrugged at Law who had the 'what the fuck just happened' look on his face.
"Is that the Demon Sword or someone impersonating him," Law asked.
"That is the Demon Sword," I said as I jumped down.
Looking at his arm, he had three circles. He had already gained enough to proceed to the next region but decided to come back for me. Well, sucks to be him I guess.
Although I never understood why he had such an enmity between us... Well, it doesn't matter anyway.
I grabbed his holding bag and threw it inside my own. I'll need to check this thing later. With nothing else left I just simply cutoff his arm and added it to the one back in my ship. The symbol increased by half again and is now showing three circles and a half.
"The third circle is cyan colored," Law commented.
"Yes, there must be more metals deep inside," I replied.
"So, how did this guy, turn to that?" Law asked as he pointed at the corpse of the Demon Sword.
Law's face was the same as one would have if you squeeze a sour lemon in it. Ugly and scowling from the sight.
After all, the Demon Sword's body turned to a black goo with some semblance of human remains in there. Also, it was still bubbling.
She, unlike the many other Suns seemed to be worried. But for what reason, not many would be able to find out.
The chair she was sitting on had it's arm rest crushed, and she didn't even notice it.
Via a divine sense message, all the other suns heard a message coming from the Blue Sun.
"I wish to withdraw that man from this competition," she said.
"What? Why?!" the red sun flared, replying to the rest of the suns.
It was as if they were all having a meeting.
"Calm down Slaughterer," the Wisest Sun said, "But for what reason do you wish to withdraw him? He broke no rules."
"It's not for the rules, if he dies... I have a feeling that we'll lose a very important piece that won't come again for the next ten thousand years. I have underestimated his mind a lot, and I don't want to see him perish this soon," she added.
"That is not up to any of us," the Lord of Lords said, "Because if you were to just draw him, it will only cause strife and bad blood to form between us. After all the efforts he had put in, to simply pull him out would be a humiliation to all of his hard work."
"I'll compensate him enough that he wouldn't think the rewards for this tournament is even worth looking at," she said.
"I don't agree to this," the Cryptic Sun said.
"Neither do I, one of my sect members wishes to clash swords with him, and I don't want to deprive him of that opportunity." The Darkest Sun replied.
The Wisest Sun said, "I also don't want to pull him, after all, I feel that he has the ability to come out of this on top."
"Same here, it is his fortune and his trial to climb over. I cannot deprive him of that," the Lord of Lords added.
The cryptic sun also declined and the Flamboyant Sun didn't even deem the question worth answering.
With that, the Blue Sun bit on her lips and opened a teleportation gate.
"Where are you going?" the Lord of Lords said.
"I cannot permit him to die, if he is injured enough to not be able to continue, then I'll take him with me.
"I cannot allow that!" the Lord of Lords said.
"You want to cause bad blood to form between us!" the Blue Sun said.
"You're the one pushing it! You cannot shelter him, none of us here tried to directly interfere with his fate. It will lead him astray of his own path. Not to mention, you have not told us why you want to break the rules of this competition."
"Because... He might be able to figure out why did that metallic object fell and become the Thunder Domain. But if he gets to the fourth region... he will die..."