Chapter 10 Scepter Under the Moonlight
Ig’s voice fell into the dark elf’s ears, and her gaze turned cold as it fell upon the young man’s slightly smiling face. Her slender fingertips caressed the sword hilt, and a hazy, gloomy moonlight shone out from the darkness, shrouding the edge of the rapier in layers.
“Young master, you’re asking for trouble!”
With a sharp reprimand, the rapier’s blurry moonlight-imbued sword shadow moved, its biting chill blowing in the wind, easily freezing tiny water droplets that fell speck by speck onto the ground.
The sword shadow bathed in moonlight stretched into a dazzling arc half a meter long within the sword energy. Wherever it passed, even space froze and shattered.
Ig bore the brunt of it; the biting chill of the moonlight alone was visibly eroding his demonic power.
Tiny ice crystals froze on his eyelashes, but Ig merely narrowed his eyes slightly and waved his hand. The demonic power that surged like a tide protected the Wood Elf behind him from the oncoming demonic power and Sacred Domain. Suddenly, he drew his right-hand weapon, End, and a startling gleam pierced the brilliant moonlight.
It was the sword intent of “Severing,” like sharp sword energy tearing through the sky.
The cold moonlight, sufficient to easily freeze a star, was easily severed. Ig’s gaze twinkled like stars as his longsword drew a dazzling trail, tearing through the Sacred Domain’s ice-cold moonlight as if it were silk.
However, the sword shadow also fell before his eyes. In an instant, Ivan’s figure appeared before him. Under the sword light and moonlight, the longsword held in his hand descended with the formidable might of the Sacred Domain.
Even the authority of “Severing” was destroyed the moment it touched, overwhelmed by a powerful demonic power that was a full level above it.
“Boom!”
Ig blocked the impact of the Sacred Domain, his blood churning in his chest. Yet, he half-raised End in his hand, and endless starlight condensed on the sword blade. As he swung it, it poured towards the falling shadow of the dark elf.
Ivan’s eyes widened in surprise again. She was forced to retreat as brilliant starlight streaked across her vision. Suddenly, the terrifying demonic power of the Sacred Domain erupted, shaking off the sword shadow. In an instant, stars and moonlight intersected and collided, exploding into a blinding light amidst the fierce surge.
At the same time, a lock of dark silver hair fell, severed by the starlight.
However, Ig paid it no mind. The pressure and demonic power of the Sacred Domain impacted him like a storm, but were incinerated by the suddenly ignited flames. Ig held End firmly in his right hand, raising his clear blue eyes, almost able to capture the opponent’s elegant, dance-like movements.
The dark night elf’s figure flickered past, and then a sword shadow swept out. The slender rapier, with its dazzling moonlight, struck End. Suddenly, endless darkness spread across the longsword, like the vortex of stars and the universe, distorting space and coiling around Ivan’s blade. Even the full might of a Sacred Domain expert’s attack was churned into dust!
Ivan’s face, illuminated by the radiance, showed surprise once more. She had imagined that Ig could withstand her attack, but she had not expected it to be so effortless.
Within the endless darkness extending from End, she even felt an unreachable, vast, and cold void, as if the gaze of a starry sky.
“But, young master, despite your extraordinary talent, you are still merely a star.”
Her surprised expression faded as the Sacred Domain, belonging to a Saint, unfolded beside her, the endless darkness distorted and rippling from the impact. The dark night elf lightly lifted her slender hand, and her tightly gripped blade suddenly produced faint cracks, then shattered.
Endless moonlight fragments filled the starry sky, even scattering upon End.
In Ivan’s other hand, a chilling, dark blue cold rapidly condensed, forming a longsword in her hand like the shadow of a dark moon. In the blink of an eye, it slashed towards the black-haired young man!
Ig still gripped End, stuck in the moonlight. However, at the instant the dark moon blade, operating in the space between moments, slashed down, he took a step back. In his other hand, brilliant Sacred Light flashed, and the shadow of a sword was also drawn out by Ig.
This was the brand of the Holy Light Sacred Sword!
“Rumble!”
The Sacred Light sword blade collided with the edge of the dark moon, and as they annihilated each other, in the blazing radiance, countless fragments of light scattered like golden dust. End was drawn again in Ig’s hand, and the longsword let out a clear hum.
End pierced through the darkness after the Sacred Light, its blade’s edge ignited with dark blue blood, followed by the enraged and indignant cry of the dark night elf.
Ivan appeared before him once more, her outer garment torn by the sword’s edge, stained a deep purple with blood.
However, she no longer concealed her figure with sword techniques and the Sacred Domain. Beams of moonlight sword energy merged with the gloomy demonic power, attacking Ig like a storm.
Ig’s clear blue pupils seemed to shimmer with starlight as he held End firmly in his right hand, meeting the attack head-on.
Just as Ivan had said, he was merely a star. Even if his sword skills, techniques, and understanding of laws were superior, they could not erase the almost insurmountable gap between a star and a Saint Rank.
Not to mention that the dark night elf before him was outstanding in both demonic power and combat skills among the Saint Ranks that Ig had seen.
Dazzling sword energy erupted from the head of the dark moon elf. What seemed like an elegant dance, each gorgeous sword light hiding the demonic power of a Saint and the reflection of the entire Sacred Domain, was filled with danger.
Ig swung End to block the dazzling sword energies. In his other hand, the light shadow of the Sacred Sword flickered, transforming into a short sword, a dagger, a scepter… The clear sounds of golden words clashing, and between the flashing radiance, he blocked the dark moon sword’s repeated attacks.
The dark blue radiance of the dark moon clashed with the golden light of the Sacred Sword and the brilliant flame light of End. Time slipped away amidst the brilliant sword light that held one’s breath and almost made it impossible to look away.
Ivan had several sword marks on her, and blood flowed out. She was undoubtedly still at an advantage.
Because he needed to protect the Wood Elves behind him and bear the brunt of most of the attacks, Ig’s injuries were more severe, and he was forced to retreat step by step under the attack of the dark moon sword shadow.
However, Ivan’s eyes clearly showed anxiety. From the beginning, she had never exerted her full strength like this, without any reservation, attempting to quickly repel Ig, yet he still held her back.
“Still being held off for over ten minutes…”
A battle lasting over ten minutes was rare, even among Sacred Domain experts. And for Ivan, time was undoubtedly more pressing.
Beyond the curtain shrouded by the dark moon, the sounds of giant hammers and daggers clashing continued, but were gradually weakening. One could even hear the ringing of horse hooves and bowstrings.
And the curtain of the dark moon wavered.
Ivan gritted her silver teeth. Ig was repelled by her, and the End user slammed in her hand. She forcefully endured the impact, swallowed blood, and on her dark brown face, blurred dark moon markings suddenly flashed, directly charging at the young man’s body with her sword.
The sword edge shrouded by the dark moon suddenly brightened tenfold, and moonlight poured onto the ground, instantly freezing into frost.
The gloomy sword shadow this time surpassed End’s block and struck directly in front of Ig. In the brilliant golden radiance of the Sacred Sword, of course, in the next moment, there was a crisp sound, and it shattered into pieces.
Ivan’s expression brightened. She thought that this sword, having repelled and even heavily wounded Ig, should not be wasted on him. Killing him was not something that could be done in a short time.
And she should use this opportunity to capture Ain…
Suddenly, Ivan’s expression stiffened. The blade under the dark moon made a crisp sound, and the moonlight froze in the air.
Ig bent down on the ground, the moonlight illuminating his figure, but he was still in front of her. Amidst the shattered golden radiance of the Sacred Sword, a scepter was held by him and placed to block the descending dark moon.
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Wrote a bit too much… (But tomorrow, Veer should still be able to break out of her shell)
