Chapter 180: Growing Talent

'Maybe. But his potential is too great for him to just become a carbon copy of another Ashbourne. If it means beating it out of him, I will.'

With that said, internally, he faced Ariel.

"I just told him the truth."

Before his eyes, Ariel entered Asher's body, and the wind became chaotic. Asher's grip over his sword tightened, and he rose to his feet.

It was clear that both he and the spirit inside of him were furious.

With a mere stomp, a wind burst shot out. Torah flew over it only for Asher to swing his sword three times, releasing more wind bursts.

As if that wasn't enough, Asher lifted up his sword and swung it down, unleashing a wind burst so massive that not only did the platform beneath their feet split, but even those ahead of it were also divided!

Wind blasted both left and right, causing great destruction.

Torah, who kept evading, frowned. "In his body, the elements are stronger."

Folding his fingers into his palm, he unleashed a punch. An inch away from his fist, pure, untamed flames burst out like a raging eastern dragon.

Asher swung his sword upwards, unleashing a wind burst that split the flames apart.

"I see!"

Boom!

Torah shot toward him, flames blasting out of the bottom of his feet and palms while Asher ran on the ground.

When he reached the edge, a wind ball formed around him.

Asher spun Euodias around, causing a whirlwind as sharp as blades!

Seeing this Torah inhaled and breathed out flames, one so great that it would seem he studied a dragon for decades to master it.

Boom!

Both elements collided, causing them to split.

While he landed on a broken platform, Asher still hovered midair. His eyes whiter than ever.

'I can't control his blood.'

A feminine voice rang inside of Asher's head.

Asher frowned even in his blood state. Nevertheless, he tightened his grip around Euodias even more.

There was no doubt that Torah was way stronger than Ariel. He had not even used his weapon or his battle skill, yet he could stand his ground without much effort.

The raw power inside of him was just that strong.

"You will lose, boy. Air and water might be great, but fire is untamed, wild, never meant to be controlled, destructive, raging…!"

When Torah said that, Asher saw afterimages of him from where Torah stood to his right side.

It was so fast that Asher couldn't even move a muscle when Torah's fist came for his face about a countless number of times but didn't touch his face.

Unknowing to Asher, Torah fake punched him sixty times, yet he wasn't able to move in that short span!

This was sixty times he could have died!

Wrapping his hands around Asher's face, Torah flung him toward a platform.

Boom!

Asher crashed into the platform. Torah calmly landed beside him with both hands clasped behind him.

All of a sudden, Asher flipped back to his feet, and a mighty wind burst came out of his mouth. Torah was caught off guard and was flung hundreds of yards away.

However, he somersaulted and landed.

"Still not good enough. Talent isn't everything..."

Those words seemed to click, causing a reaction that Torah never expected.

Asher's eyes began to grow brighter; the spirits of other lords, including Atticus, filled him, causing him to let out a pained cry.

"Lord Torah!"

The voice of hundreds at once was like the great waves of the sea crashing on Torah's eardrums.

For the first time, Torah had an apprehensive look.

More white-eyed lords were appearing, and on the horizon was a white-eyed one who was pitch black.

It was Him!

Seeing this, Torah slammed his foot against the ground.

"Enough!"

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......…..

Hoo~ hoo~

A pair of golden eyes opened. He stared at his ceiling while experiencing excruciating pain from the depths of his soul.

He couldn't even grunt; he only uttered small groanings.

His breath was like that of a dying man.

[Warning! Your talent is growing!]

Asher's pupils trembled. Since when did talents grow?

Whatever was happening was killing him. That was what Asher knew, and he wanted it to stop.

'Stop it!'

He bellowed, filled with pain.

[But Host, your talent's growth will cease.]

Asher's breath kept growing weaker and weaker, forcing the system to subdue the talent's growth.

At this point, Asher's eyes were white and his breathing faint.

He was half a step away from death.

Time trickled by, and when it was already late in the night, someone knocked on the door so hard that the door shook.

"Your Lordship!"

"Your Lordship, are you in there?"

Knock! Knock! Knock!

After knocking for a while, the door was broken, and Kelvin walked in to see Asher's state. His heart almost left its position.

"Get Sapphira, now!!"

......…

"Ah!"

Asher opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was a beautiful porcelain woman whose hand was on his forehead.

Her face shone like the sun, yet the radiance had a mild sensation and not scorching. It seemed like even after staring at her for an entire day, no one could get satisfied or bored. S~eaʀᴄh the Novelƒire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Sapphira."

His deep voice rang, breaking their silent eye contact.

Sapphira blinked. She helped him sit, leaning against a pillow before releasing a comfortable sensation from her palm, which was now on his thigh.

This was the first time Asher wore shorts before a woman and no top, but it seems like she had seen him like this for a while now.

"What happened?"

She asked softly.

"Something unexplainable."

Asher grunted.

"You were half dead three days ago. Do you know what it means for me to heal you in three days?"

"That I'd be dead if you were not around."

"Yes." Sapphira responded. She shifted closer to him and clasped Asher's hard cheeks with both hands.

Feeling the soft sensation of her palms, for the first time in his life, in Boundless, Asher felt the urge to wrap his hands around a woman.

The moment Asher sensed it, he pulled away from Sapphira, got to his feet with a grunt, and reached out for his top.

"Get me some tea. I need to think."

Sapphira sighed. She was about to examine his eyes because although Asher hadn't noticed it, it had a bright sheen.

As if the eyes were made of polished gold!