Nameless King

Gael couldn\'t become as strong and fast as Ereg, considering their power was roughly equal, they had their own limitations. Compared to other creatures, Gael was many times stronger, anyone below the Transcendence Stage was nothing to him, just nothing. However, Ereg was strong enough to surpass his opponent in some parameters.

"Everyone thinks that the basis of Gael\'s strength is his swordsmanship skills and speed, well it\'s true, but everyone somehow forgets about the ash. Gael is the only one of all Ashens who could reach such a peak by choosing the path of ash instead of fire." Alucard said with a sly grin, watching the fight with genuine interest.

Whooooooooooooooooooosh.

A multitude of ash swords simultaneously rained down on Ereg, leaving him no other option but to dodge.

\'Shit! They\'re too fast!" Ereg internally exclaimed, jumping aside at the last moment.

Several swords flew right over him, almost grazing him with their sharp blades. They collided with the wall of the Colosseum and, due to its incredible strength, shattered into small particles. However, just as quickly, the ashes transformed back into swords that attacked Ereg without any delay.

Then, Ereg realized that there was no way he could dodge this attack - his only option was to destroy the swords.

\'Damn... I hate to lose my defense, but it looks like I have no other choice. I can only destroy these swords if I strengthen my arms!" Ereg thought for a moment before stopping.

The massive waves of purple energy covering his body dissipated, heading towards his legs and arms. His arms and legs were covered in a dense layer, constantly circulating energy like a vortex imprisoned under a curse.

Thus, Ereg maintained his previous speed and greatly strengthened his fists. However, now the rest of his body was left defenseless.

Ereg was a Beastfolk, so given his level of strength his body could withstand hundreds of Fifth Chronicle attacks, but Gael\'s ash swords were much stronger than that. Any sword that reached its target could now be fatal to Ereg, for a few critical wounds could push him to his limit.

"Hmph... If Ereg doesn\'t have a trump card, then he will lose." Liang suddenly uttered with a calm expression. He crossed his arms as he watched Ereg beat back the ash swords with his fists.

"Why do you think that?" Nila asked with a worried expression.

"Well, it\'s pretty obvious. Gael doesn\'t even do anything, he just summoned ten swords and Ereg already had to sacrifice his defense for the sake of not losing. If Gael starts attacking instead of using white ash to recover wounds, the fight could be over very soon." Liang explained with a carefree wave of his hand as if it was obvious.

Alucard chuckled evilly, nibbling his finger until it bled and enjoying the scene.

Liang raised an eyebrow, giving him a puzzled look.

"Are you alright? If you have something to say then I would listen to you. I\'m sure you have some interesting thoughts in your crazy head."

Alucard shrugged, "I just think that what we saw was only part of Ereg\'s power. I mean, he was able to create claws out of ghosts and he used crimson ones to do it. In that case... what is the purple one capable of? I doubt that the total enhancement is all the next ghost\'s abilities."

Liang\'s gaze changed, becoming deeper and more serious, it seemed like he hadn\'t thought about it, though it was obvious.

"Come on. Ereg, is that really all you\'re capable of? I\'m sure you can surprise me!" Gael exclaimed, with a maddening smile.

However, Ereg didn\'t answer anything, he was too busy destroying the ash swords. The problem was that every time he shattered one sword, it would regenerate after a few seconds.

Ereg simply didn\'t have the ability to destroy the very ash particles that made up the swords so it seemed there was nothing he could do to win this round.

His only option was to use an even more powerful ghost to make its energy dense enough to destroy the ash particles. However, that would mean defeat, and he wasn\'t ready for that.

Gael realized that Ereg wasn\'t going to move on, so he just sighed, shrugged, and raised his sword high above his head.

At the same moment, many lights appeared on the dome, quickly shrinking and turning into ash swords - about twenty in total, not including the ten that were attacking Ereg right now.

"Wait... Even with ten swords, Ereg can handle with great difficulty... What happens if there are thirty of them..." Nila flinched, as her eyes went wide.

In fact, it was a rhetorical question, everyone knew the answer to that question.

"I\'m afraid that if Ereg doesn\'t show his trump card right now if he has it at all, this round will be over in just a few minutes." Nitra uttered with serious expression, as the gears in her eyes actively moved.

"Considering the speed of the swords, the power of Ereg\'s attacks, his reaction speed, and a host of other parameters... Against thirty swords, he doesn\'t stand a chance."

Gael could have brought the swords down on Ereg at any moment, but for some reason, he didn\'t. He just looked at Nitra, grinning widely, before channeling some energy into his sword.

Then, seventy more swords appeared on the dome, increasing the total number to a hundred.

Nila\'s jaw practically dropped to the ground when she saw this. Gael did it without any difficulty, his gaze not even tired, it seemed that creating even a thousand swords was no problem for him.

"Well, Ereg, I\'ve given you enough time, so... now you have to face the consequences." Gael said before swinging his sword, giving the command for a hundred ash swords to come into motion.