Before he transformed, the man had attacked Zich and Snoc with a fighting style that was clear and precise but full of bloodthirst. However, after his transformation, his fighting style completely changed. He threw away his sword to the side as if it was a small stick and began fighting with only his body. There were no skills or techniques involved. He only used speed, power, and his tough skinâbut with just these physical characteristics, he was able to drive Zich to a corner.
Crashhh!
The man tried to punch Zich but hit the ground instead. Rock pieces flew everywhere, and there was a huge dent in the rock. Zich, who managed to evade the manâs attack, distanced himself from the man.
Crunch!
The man stepped hard on the ground. His footsteps formed deep indentations on the rocks, and his body flew as if a ballista had thrown his body into the air.
Whish!
The man spread his palms and made some wide movements. His attacks were rudimentary and full of gaps. But the strength and speed of his massive arms far exceeded common sense.
Zich raised his sword to block the manâs attack.
Slammm!
The sound of a sword sharply clashing against human skin rang across the cave; it was hard to believe that it was the sound of a sword on human skin. Moreover, Zichâs sword began to bend from his opponentâs sheer strength, and he had to quickly focus on fusing mana into his wrists.
Punch!
The man was able to successfully push back Zichâs sword and hit Zichâs forearms. As if he was a broken puppet doll, Zichâs body flew to the side.
Slip!
Zich lost his center of gravity, but he managed to land on his two feet with relative ease. He fixed his posture.
Throb!
His arm that got punched ached. Zich tried moving his arms a few times.
âItâs just a bruise.â
None of his bones were broken, and the pain from his arm was not so great that it would affect the flow of battle. However, the only reason why his arm didnât break was because he protected himself with mana at the last second. If he hadnât defended himself with mana, not only would his arm be broken, but several of his ribs would be broken too. Moreover, if he got hit in the same place multiple times, no amount of mana would prevent him from getting severly injured.
âFor now, this dude is stronger than me.â
Zich had no problem admitting this.
âWhat is that? Itâs a skill that Iâve never seen before. Iâve seen skills that increase strength before, but never as great as this. No, is this even a skill?â
Even if it was not a skill, Zich was sure that he had never seen something like this.
âWhat is that?â Zich just decided to ask outright.
âFufufu! Are you beginning to feel afraid?â
âIâm just curious because Iâve never seen such a skill. Is that even a skill?â
âOf course, itâs a skill. If you are so curious, why donât you try joining our organization? You will not only be able to satisfy your curiosity, but you will be able to make this skill yours.â
The man still hadnât given up on recruiting Zich, but Zich snorted, âWhy would I learn a skill that so obviously uses your own life force? I can get much stronger without depending on such skills.â
âIâm sure thatâs true for someone like you.â
Even though Zich was young, the man was forced to use this technique to assure his victory. He could not imagine just how strong Zich would get when he got older.
HoweverâŚ
âBut thatâs only true if you manage to get out of here alive.â
The man had no intentions to let Zich go. Zich felt annoyed at the manâs absolute confidence over his victory.
âOkay, I admit it. Your strength is definitely above mine right now.â
Zich was not afraid to accept the reality of his situation, but that was all there was to it.
âDonât you think itâs too early to be assured of your victory just yet?â
Before he regressed, Zich had fought countless battles. He had fought one-on-one battles, large-scale battles, and battles where he had to fight multiple enemies at once. There were times when he fought with people weaker than him, similar to him, and even stronger than him. But all of his battles had ended with the same resultâ
With his complete victory.
âThis is not even a dangerous situation.â
Considering all the suffering he had to endure until he gained the title, âThe Demon Lord of Strength,â this didnât even count as a dangerous situation.
âI guess your confidence is still the same.â
âIâm too much of a genius to lose just because you were able to improve your skills a little bit.â
âI like people who are confident, but people who are arrogant are not my style.â
âItâs not arrogance. Iâm only speaking the truth.â
âOkay. Then letâs see whether or not you are confident or arrogant.â
The manâs attack was like a missile. He merely pushed out his arms or legs and sometimes made attacks with his elbows or knees. Because it was hard to withstand his strength, Zich evaded most of the manâs attacks. However, the manâs speed pressured Zich more and more as time passed on. The few attacks Zich managed to inflict bounced off the manâs tough skin.
From a glance, Zich was being driven to a corner. Bruises and cuts kept piling upon his body.
âWhat are you doing? Is it really arrogance? It looks like you will be in trouble if you donât start showing something new.â
The man mocked Zich. So far, Zich had not shown proper retaliation ever since his confident words about how a genius like him wouldnât lose. After returning the manâs sarcasm with jokes, Zich was now silent and didnât reply. The man judged that Zich didnât even have the leisure to reply.
âI expected more from you, but I guess this is it. Well, you worked hard. Considering your age, you did really well. I am honestly surprised. The only thing you lack is time, but what can you do? The world is unfair.â
The man was going to make sure Zich never reached his full potential. After he tortured and medicated Zich to get information about how he knew about Nowem and their transfusion, time would no longer pass for Zich.
âI hope you reflect on yourself in that short amount of time before you die. Youth is all about progressââ
âYou talk too much.â Zich finally opened his mouth to speak.
âOh? You can talk now? I thought you became mute because you didnât say anything. No matter how dire your situation is, isnât it basic manners to reply when someone is talking?â
âI apologize. Itâs because it took me a while to prepare. My control over my mana is still lacking, so I need to concentrate a lot.â
âPrepare?â
âYeah. Preparation to destroy you.â
The man laughed as if Zichâs words were so ridiculousâhe found them funny.
âAhahahah! Have you still not woken up from your dream? Thatâs great! Letâs look at what you so carefully prepared!â
Crashhh!
The man moved straight towards Zich. It was a blunt and simple move, but the force of his movement was enormous. If Zich made even the slightest contact, several of his bones would break instantly. Compared to the man, Zichâs retaliation was frail and also very simple. A sword with barely any strength or force weakly pointed towards the man.
It was not even worth the manâs time to defend. The man ignored the sword on him and raised his fists up to land a punch.
Bang!
âHuh?â
The man let out a surprised cry as a blood bath erupted forth in front of him. He hadnât even hit Zich yet, but why was so much blood coming out?
He blinked his eyes several times. Everything felt unreal, but when he lifted his arm up, the pain forced him to face reality.
âUghh!â
The man cried and grabbed onto his arms. Blood began to pour out like a river from his rock-hard body. As if his arm burst from the inside, the arm that had tried to hit Zich was caved in. The man quickly withdrew due to his unexpected injury. Seeing that his arm lay limp on his side, he could tell that this was no laughing matter.
With great enjoyment, Zich watched the man fall into a state of shock and put his sword on his shoulders with ease.
âHow is it? Do you like it?â
âH-HowâŚ!â
Zichâs attack was a weak stab, but it pierced the manâs arm completely. No, not pierced but exploded his arm.
âItâs called âmana resonance.ââ Zich spoke as if mana resonance was not a big deal, but it was no small feat to be able to use it.
The concept of mana resonance began with the theory of âsensory expansion.â By infusing the sword with oneâs own mana, one could control it like it was a part of oneself. But Zichâs âsensory expansionâ went beyond his control of the sword. His control range went far past his weaponâ
To even reach his opponentâs body.
âWhat kind of nonsense are you sayingâŚ!â
The man could not believe Zichâs words. He could not help it. What Zich was saying was too unbelievableâbecause this meant that Zich could control his opponents by merely touching them with his sword!
âThatâs impossible!â
âItâs possible.â
Zich stabbed the manâs other arm. The man quickly tried to evade the attack, but he was too slow. He was still recovering from his injury and the shock of Zichâs words.
Bang!
âUgh!â
The manâs other arm exploded.
âRight now, I donât have that much control of my mana, so I have to stab the same area many times to get it going, but once I establish my mana resonance there, itâs all too easy to burst you like this.â
âTo think about it, this bastard only kept attacking me in the same spotâŚ!â
The man thought this was Zichâs desperate ploy to pierce his tough skin. He did not imagine that it was Zichâs attempt to gain control of his mana flow.
âI canât use this attack on people who are skilled at mana control, but you are nowhere near that level. Moreover, this attack is great on people who only know how to burst out mana like you.â
For that reason, Zich was able to easily get in contact with the mana coming off the manâs skin. After instilling mana resonance, Zich could make the manâs mana explode inside of him. Since all of the manâs extraordinary strength and speed came from his mana, once the mana flow flipped over to Zichâs control, the man was completely helpless against Zichâs attacks.
Zich continued to stab the same area. The manâs body continued to explode, and after a few moments, the manâs entire body turned into rags.
âCough!â
The man coughed out blood. His bluish and pale complexion indicated how severe his condition was. But even in this condition, the man looked as if he was unable to accept his situation.
âI can understand why.â
Mana resonance was one of Zichâs most notorious skills. There was no skill greater than this to crush the spirits of guys who believed in their strong defense and send them to hell. However, Zich was not pleased that he was forced to use this skill.
âIf I had full control over my mana, I could have just crushed him with sheer strength.â
Zich stopped reminiscing and focused his attention back to the man.
âIâm curious about a few things. Can you answer some of my questions?â
Zich was curious about the manâs identity and his organization. He wanted to learn more about the mysterious organization that used skills he had never seen before, but the man snorted and replied coldly. He dropped his use of honorifics.
âYou think I will tell you?â
âNo.â
Zich knew that people like him would not reply even with torture. If he had known this about the man, Zich would have saved some of his underlings to get some information.
âI canât tell you about my identity or tell you anything about Snoc.â
âAh, you donât have to tell me anything about Snoc.â
âIf you try to force a transfusion with a magical beast and a person, a normal personâs body will completely collapse. However, Snocâs body even healed from the transfusion. This can only mean that Snocâs fundamental mana properties are extremely compatible with the magical beastâs properties. Iâm sure Snocâs mana is very close to the earth.â
Zich continued his analysis, âIn that case, even if you force a transfusion, Snocâs body wonât explode. But Iâm sure you played a part in the transfusion. You probably shook up his mentality, didnât you?â
Zich shrugged his shoulders.
âSince you mentioned Drew before, he must have also been part of your plan. No wonder I witnessed such a funny sight like an adventurer accepting a disciple.â
The man could not help but let out a low murmur, âYou fucking bastard.â