"I'll keep going," Kyle said, floating effortlessly ten meters above the ground in his double star form. He seemed to take the place of the sun, his entire body radiating dazzling and blinding light, causing the air around him to shimmer and tremble slightly.
The immense pressure of this incredible presence was palpable even 500 meters away, where Strange and Corvus Glaive could both feel its intensity.
Strange said with a dry mouth and bitterness, "Ancient One, you were joking, right? Asking me to surpass Mr. Kyle, how is that even possible?"
At Kyle's current level, even catching up with him seemed like a distant dream, let alone surpassing him.
"Do I look like someone who jokes?"
The Ancient One looked at him and said calmly, "Don't worry. I'm not asking you to defeat him, just to surpass him in the realm of magic."
"Even in the realm of magic alone... that's still very difficult!"
Strange frowned deeply, unsure if the Ancient One had placed some kind of obsession on him, making him feel an inexplicable weight on his shoulders.
"Strange, you might be the best among us. If even you can't surpass this man, then no one in the world can."
The Ancient One sighed inwardly but did not speak the words aloud as she continued to watch the battle unfold within the Mirror Dimension.
On the main battlefield.
Facing Kyle in his double-star form, Corvus Glaive, having suffered a setback, did not dare to engage recklessly in hand-to-hand combat. Instead, he hurled his scythe, the Glaive, forward.
As the scythe left his grasp, it began to spin rapidly, like a black crescent moon, slicing through the air with a sharp whistle as it raced toward Kyle in midair.
Kyle raised an eyebrow and casually fired a high-energy blast, only to have the scythe cut it in half, the chaotic energy exploding in the air. The scythe's speed did not diminish; instead, it accelerated and slashed at him.
Freed from Corvus Glaive's grasp, the scythe seemed to have broken free of its restraints, its speed and slashing power were many times greater than before!
"Interesting."
Kyle had never fought a weapon before. Seeing the scythe approaching, he reached out, and just before it could strike his chest, his hands moved like lightning, catching the slightly curved blade precisely.
Barehanded capture of the Glaive!
Hum.
The two-meter-long scythe trembled and vibrated in Kyle's hands, unfazed by the double-star energy, holding its own against his strength.
Simultaneously,
An invisible slash ignored Kyle's physical defenses and silently cut into his inner soul.
"He's been hit!"
Corvus Glaive showed a hint of joy on the ground, but a few seconds later, Kyle remained unaffected, continuing to wrestle with the scythe in mid-air.
"What happened? I clearly felt it hit him just now. Why didn't it work?"
Corvus Glaive was puzzled. Countless alien foes had suffered from the Soul Strike that he couldn't see.
Once Corvus Glaive's scythe sliced into a soul, the lifeform's body would either die instantly, or at least lose consciousness temporarily. In the brief moment of unconsciousness, the scythe could easily sever the opponent's head.
But this principle did not apply to the human youth before him.
Corvus Glaive was unaware that Kyle, as a reincarnated traveler, possessed a soul far beyond that of ordinary humans. Though Kyle had shared half of his soul with the Superman avatar, his already strong soul had been refined by the mysteries of the Infinity Stones and magic, reaching a peak value.
If the soul of an ordinary life form is like a weak candle flame, Kyle's soul is a torch that burns forever!
This soul strike did hit Kyle's soul, but it was like a tickle, barely noticeable!
High above,
"Impressive strength," Kyle remarked with a surprised look on his face. His palms shook violently as he struggled to control the scythe. He pushed it aside and the scythe flew from his grasp.
A weapon capable of taking him on in double-star form was unprecedented.
The scythe continued to spin like a boomerang, targeting Kyle as it came around for another strike.
Corvus Glaive sneered, "Once the Glaive locks on to a target, it will chase you to the ends of the universe until it severs your head."
"Well, I'll have to see for myself."
Kyle shrugged and accelerated, transforming into a stream of brilliant light. The scythe, also a gray streak of light, followed him relentlessly.
High above the mirrored city of London, Kyle and the Corvus Glaive Scythe gave chase. No matter where Kyle flew, the scythe stayed close behind, its speed approaching the speed of light.
In a matter of seconds, Double Star Kyle and the Corvus Glaive Scythe had circled the city of London more than ten times.
Kyle darted from the edge of the city back to the center and then dove down at an angle and the Corvus Glaive Scythe trailing just three meters behind him.
At the last moment, Kyle reversed in a flash, tracing an arc of light as he unexpectedly charged toward Corvus Glaive on the ground, veering sharply away as he reached him.
Corvus Glaive blinked as a blinding light flashed past, then saw the reflection of his own scythe, infused with his soul, slashing at him.
In a split second,
Corvus Glaive's scythe veered sharply to the side, narrowly missing Corvus Glaive's body and leaving a shocking cut on his arm as it continued to pursue Kyle.
"That was close! I was almost taken out by my own weapon."
Corvus Glaive gulped with lingering fear. At that moment, he saw a spark spin into a circle a meter in front of him, opening a portal that shrank and expanded.
"What is that?"
Corvus Glaive's eyes widened in astonishment as a gray streak flew out of the portal.
Without hesitation, the gray streak pierced Corvus Glaive's chest, ripping it open and bursting out the back in a spray of blood.
Whoosh!
The gray streak suddenly stopped and embedded itself diagonally into the ground. Its black and gray hue and crescent-shaped blade revealed it to be none other than the Corvus Glaive Scythe.
"Why did it appear ahead?"
It all happened too fast, leaving Corvus Glaive in disbelief. He looked down at the gaping hole in his chest and then back to see a second portal, identical to the first, ten meters behind him.
"So it wasn't just close."
Corvus Glaive smiled bitterly, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground, quickly losing all signs of life.
The outcome was decided.
"Unexpected, right?"
Kyle landed gracefully and waved his hand to dissolve the two linked portals.
He looked at Corvus Glaive's body on the ground and shook his head indifferently, "A weapon is only a weapon; true strength comes from within."
Remote control of the scythe allowed for risk-free attacks, which was true. But even a ten-year-old knows that when a weapon leaves the hand of the wielder, it becomes the wielder's greatest weakness.
The moment Corvus Glaive decided to give up hand-to-hand combat with Kyle, he had already lost.
(End of chapter)
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