YM778.TV Chapter 169: Boring...
And far away from such an active battlefield was the solemn figure of a woman with long, silky black hair and green eyeseyes that were filled to the brim with worry.
"..." She looked on at the ongoing fight between her lover and a stupid green pig as she clenched her chest.
She didn\'t like that she wasn\'t strong enough to help Azmond out, even after all the powering up she did. She reached the Soul Transformation Realm at an age that shouldn\'t even be possible. And yet, all that for what?
She still couldn\'t intervene in a fight of this magnitude unless she wanted to get in the way.
The only thing she could do was sit back and watch the fate of her man unfold before her
She wanted to help; she wanted to be of some assistance to him!
but she couldn\'t
And it looked like she wasn\'t the only one in such a melancholic mood, as a certain brown-haired beauty was going through a flurry of emotions as she watched Azmond have a dance with death.
He flew through the sky and zipped through the clouds as he and the Goblin Ancestor traded blows at speeds beyond what the mortal eye could see, appearing like nothing more than red and black blues.
Even she herself couldn\'t see whether or not Azmond was winning or losing the battle. She, as the embodiment of the \'Boundless System\', an entity that should be at the very peak of existence. An existence like hers couldn\'t even tell whether her master was about to die or not
And that only made the pain that filled her heart grow
She was meant to be the assistant helper for Amzond! She was meant to help him with every single one of his problems!
And yet
She was left as nothing more than a spectator to the fighta fight that had already taken itself hundreds of miles away.
.....
"Is this the best you have, green piggy?" The dry tone of Azmond sounded as the two of them passed through a mountain range, subsequently slicing the mountain range into a billion segments.
Debris and rocks fell from the skies as Azmond casually lifted up his katana toward a certain direction.
"Shut UP!!! You Stupid Worm!!!!" The bellowing of an enraged GrimSoul thundered out as he appeared in front of the lackluster figure of Azmond.
BOOOooOOOMM!!!
A loud explosion boomed out as Azmond was sent flying into another set of mountain ranges.
His inexpressive frame planted itself into the group of mountain ranges before the force of such an impact decimated dozens of mountains!
"... This is so..." The voice of a man covered in rubble started to sound out. "This is so boring."
His indifference never left him, as he got up and jumped out of the rubble before elegantly wiping off his robes.
His figure stood upon billions of pounds of crushed rocks as his cold gaze looked upon the fuming figure of GrimSoul. He didn\'t even feel like getting excited over this fight anymore
He had been quite elated over finding a strong sparring partner at the beginning, and the fight was quite fun for the first few hours that they danced around in the skies. However
Along with the increased comprehension of his skills and his growing familiarity with the katana-morphed version of Emu, the fight became nothing more than a hassle after the 12-hour mark.
It was so so
"Boring." He looked up at the infuriated Goblin Ancestor, his gaze emulating nothing but disappointment for GrimSoul.
He expected this guy to at least improve a little during their fight, but no. Even after waiting half a day for a cool power up to happen, nothing changed in the strength of this \'Powerful Antiquated Figure\'.
Azmond couldn\'t help but think that this was what stagnation looked like. This was what it looked like when you reached such a peak that you couldn\'t move forward any more than you had.
Little did he know that he was actually the unusual one here for being able to improve so much in the short span of a day. His proficiency with all his techniques had gone up by at least a level.
He even took the time to increase the proficiencies of his lesser and more \'useless\' skills in the middle of the fight.
He didn\'t even take the Goblin Ancestor seriously anymore
An all-powerful and ancient cultivator in the Early Void Refining Realm was reduced to nothing more than a training totem for Azmond.
The training totem in question realized this as well
"I Will Kill You!!!!!!"
Which is why he was so mad right now!
He was being treated as nothing more than a joke by a boy in the Half-Step Void Refining Realm!!
WAAAAAA!!!
Vast quantities of malicious black energies began to gather around the body of GrimSoul as he was prepared to unleash every single remaining ounce of power he had at this human!!
He didn\'t even care that he needed to burn his soul essence to reach such a level. He would kill this human, even if it were the last thing he\'d ever do! That much, he swore to himself!!
RUMBLE!!!!!!
The mountain ranges and topography around the two began to split apart and crumble with the release of a dark power that was capable of destroying a country!
"DIEE, HUMAANNN!!!!!" He bellowed with a crazed expression on his face before he sounded out the name of his trump card: |Shadow Sentinel|!
The night seemed to dawn upon the world as Azmond was enshrouded by a seemingly perennial darkness that veiled him from the land of the living.
"Finally!!! I killed that impertinent worm!!!! He should count this death as a fortuitous encounter, for I went easy on him.
Hahahah!!!" Loud, boisterous laughter resounded out as GrimSoul looked like a man who had gone completely insane; his arms swung around as he rejoiced the moment he killed the human!