Chapter 460 [460] Alexander VS Kazikato.

Chapter 460 [460] Alexander VS Kazikato.

"There you finally are!"

"We were waiting for your prick!"

"Now fight!"

Naturally, the crowd was angry, vicious even. Not only did they yell all sorts of curses at Alexander for just being late by five to ten minutes, but they were also throwing stuff at him.

This 'stuff' were soda cans, beer glasses and even popcorn or corn dogs. Whatever they had, they just threw it, joining the angered masses. Alexander ignored them, and made his way towards the stadium, the aura of death that Kazikato naturally exuded was being felt by every fiber of his being, he was imagining it like a monster that was above the stairs.

Yes, A monster. A monster of vile black with sharp and menacing teeth, abyssal eyes that would devour all light and a crazy instinct to kill. Looking right at him.

Alexander, dodging the filth in his way, proceeded forward, his eyes determined. He wasn't scared of this monster.

The surrounding world all disappeared for him, and only that monster was visible. He, fearlessly, stepped up the stadium and went through the black mass that he had perceived to be the monster.

"Fuagh..."

Finally, he felt like he could breathe again, although the 'monster' exerted no such physical pressure, it was like an anvil being placed on his head, hurting his head the longer it continued. Even crushing it.

[Do not be afraid.]

Said Festul, already having merged with him and resting safely inside his body, he was still able to see everything though, as clear as day.

Alexander, as he stepped onto the platform, stopped abruptly, taken aback by the sight in front of him, His opponent, Kazikato...sleeping?

He lay peacefully on the hard, marble ground, clearly enchanted to make it more durable. He lay without a care in the world, yawning as if he was a school going child enjoying his winter holidays in his bed, covered in his pajama's and warm blanket.

If someone saw him without context...they would never think he was supposed to duel Alexander.

"...

Alexander would be lying if he said the scene did not lower his morale, it did quite considerably. Just how confident, or how strong, was his opponent to regard him like this?

[Don't fall for it.]

Festul reassured him, Alexander answered, with a sigh.

"I know, I know."

He took his place, and Kazikato woke up, almost sensing him coming. The host didn't even need to announce it.

Kazikato stretched, like one would when they woke up, and stood up, Facing Alexander.

But, this simple gestured was too much for Alexander, the vile monster made of black mass reappeared, and this time it was not alone.

It was accompanied by dozens, maybe even hundreds, some smaller, some bigger, but each one as menacing and terrifying like the former.

"..."

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Alexander took a breath, supporting his frail mind with his mana, and the monsters were defeated. It had to be taken note that only he was feeling this, and Kazikato was not doing this intentionally. It was all in Alexander's mind.

"That idiot."

Come on!!!

[BEGIN!]

And it began, they almost jumped from their seats, their imaginations running wild...however they were betrayed!

Kazikato and Alexander did not start the match like the others before them, they didn't follow the theme of the district matches at all!

Why so?

Because they didn't rush at one another! Like all the rest! As soon as the match had begun, they just walked around the stadium, their weapons ready and their eyes observing the other.

They were different, they may have been youths...but they were not hot-blooded or crazily energetic to fight like maniacs from the start and expend their stamina. Unlike the others, they had experience.

Kazikato from Ariel's Brutal training, And Alexander from his own master, Sword Saint Arken. Each of the two had one thing in common.

They made their disciples training a fucking hell, no...even worse than hell! The vivid scenes of fighting against a dragon that was as large as continents, when you were a small dragon...

The vivid scenes of fighting against hordes and hordes of demons...biting, spitting, thrashing around to try to survive as they tried to rip you apart limb to limb... Was etched into their mind. Never to be forgotten.

Both of them had learned the lesson, engage only when confident or sure, and always keep stamina a top priority. They knew the one who got tired first would lose.

And thus, this was the result. A match which involved not swords but eyes scrutinizing one another, waiting for each other to make the first move, or even observe one another, trying to see whether they could find a weakness...a clue!

But of course, this was not appealing to the audience!

"The fuck?!"

"Fight!"

They yelled, screamed and whatever could be done, however, the one's responsible for such a reaction did not spare them a glance. Their entire attention was focused on one another, the world had disappeared for them.

And had been constructed anew, this time however, with only the two of them. Only these two, alone in this world, that would be their battlefield.

Alexander was ready, his shoulders were loose in order to respond to any sudden attack, and he was always encased in a defensive barrier of Null Mana, as a precautionary measure.

Kazikato was the same, he was also prepared for any random attacks. Now, the only question remained.

Who would do it first?

Alexander and Kazikato wondered, thinking...

'Should I do it?'

Make the first move? Risk gaining an upper hand or a crippling chance at failure?

Who knows?

But eventually, they had to do it! It was nerve wracking even for them! One could slip up if this was delayed for too long.

And so, one did it.

Like a sudden dragon that launched at the prey, Kazikato disappeared and reappeared in front of Alexander, his scythe held high. Covered in a layer of Death energy.

He pivoted his foot into the ground...and swung down with all his might! All in an instant!