"Hoho!" Nador ducked underneath the shadow scythe and flipped backwards, but shadow spikes erupted from the ground above him.
Channelling his Mana to his palms mid air and struck them together while facing the spikes.
*PAAHH!*
The shockwave from the clap pushed him further from the spikes while kicking up a wild amount of dust. But the masked shadow freak didn't halt a single moment as the figure flickered with a pitch black light before appearing beside Nador with his scythe drawn in a slashing motion.
"Damn he's fast!" Barely able to deflect the strike with the spearhead, Nador once again gathered the wind bomb he had used before but this time far faster and bigger than before and slammed it on the body of the masked freak.
Upon contact with the body of the masked freak, his body puffed in a cloud of gaseous gray smokes, before slamming on the ground with a huge instantaneous explosion.
*BOOOM!*
The stage was filled with condensed harmful dust, obstructing the eyes of the average crowds.
"!!" The brutal kick to his sides brought Nador back from his thoughts as he was sent stumbling a few feet backwards.
"Shall I say, you are Indeed a monster in human form." The masked man spoke in a rather feminine tone, stunning Nador. Wait!
"Are those boobs?" It was indeed only now he could see the full figure of who was hidden underneath the cloak.
The fish net blouse that tightly clutched hold of the bulging chest region, smooth yet toned physical condition, like that of an Olympic swimmer. Slim waist, wide hips along with thick muscular thighs exposed by the black shorts worn. DAYUM! That ass is more worthy than any of mjolnir wielders combined.
Still on the brown colored goblin mask, the shadow freak had a smooth bob cut hair with the back reaching the tip of her shoulder, and the cold glaze of those orange colored iris made Nador shiver backwards.
"If not for me noticing the change in the Mana readings near me, I would have probably ended up in a sorry state." Ms 'goblin mask' spoke with a nonchalant type of attitude, like it was nothing new.
"She dodged that!?" Nador screamed in his head, clearly seeing the margin gap of strength.
(Storms eye!)
[Heather Savage]
[Race: Human]
[Element: Shadow]
[Potential: 8]
[Likes: Washing dishes, Cooking, Cleaning, OBEDIENCE!! (We've got a potential Masochist!)]
[Dislikes: Simps, Beta males, dirty pots (eeh!?), Church of courage]
[Anchor rating: 40>>> {Intriguing and fierce... My type}
"Eeh?" The fist that was a few inches away from his face brought him back to the ring, barley sidestepping it and striking the chest, aimed at the heart with the intent to kill.
*BOINK!*
His hands simply bounced off a soft elastic surface... If he were somewhere else he'll had sworn he touched a pillow, but the death silence from the opponent meant eminent danger.
Curious, he squeezed twice, the first to see if the object is recognizable, and the second to know if it was an illusion, but the heavy stomp sent him flying just when he was about to squeeze his third.
(Anchor rating: (↑)57% {I want him to touch me mooore~}
The scythe was thrown at him mid air, but was deflect by his wind shield as he kicked the air and landed with a flip.
A pitch black dome erupted from the ground, enveloping the entire ring in a single go, obstructing the curious gazes of the crowds grumbled at the black dome.
"Great! First dust, now this?"
"Yeah! I am a spectator yet I'm feeling useless?!"
"Amen brother!"
The crowds rantings yielded no results as the VIPs simply ignored the crowds while watching the dome with curiosity.
"A domain? But this one's seems to be a shadow domain..." An elderly man who had a bald countenance spoke while stroking his goatee with swagger.
"Yes... It seems this warrior has reached such level to be able to deploy this Domain without a fainting or better yet dying from Mana depletion." The pink skinned woman spoke as her three eyes stared into the domain with a neutral expression.
The VIPs were discussing among themselves, but the Queen remained silent before shooting a look to Felicia who shyly avoided eye contact with her mother.
"What had this child done?" Morrae thought with a tired sigh. It's all her fault, as her child clearly took this trait from her.
Back in the domain, Nador is seen on his knees, shackled by ink black chains as punch after punch was released from all directions. It was so fast, that he couldn't even think of moving.
"YOU DARR GROPE ME!!" The voice echoed from all angles within the dark domain. At this rate, Nador couldn't even see himself, talk more of his surroundings.
"I thought you were a MAN!!" Spitting the blood on the ground, Nador spoke with a fearless tone, but that was not the same with his mind.
'The fuck is the bitch!? HOW IS SHE SO DAMN STRONG!!'
Within this domain, he couldn't even have access to his Mana, not to even talk about breaking free from the restriction or the antagonizing pressure placed on his shoulders.
The domain manifested in the ring is 'The shadow Domain ', only accessable to those with shadow affinity. But there is a law that only Lv 8 Sage Rank entities can freely use a Domain because they have the huge Mana capacity to sustain it. By calculations, a Lv 8 Sage Rank entity's Mana capacity should be around 2 billion Mana units to 42 Billion units. Then imagine what the unit of a Mystic Rank entity would be... Truly frightening.
"YOU DARE MOCK ME!!" The pressure over his shoulders increased by tens of folds. Two large arms the size of hundreds of story buildings held up a scythe who's tip reached the very roof of the domain with the intent of striking at any given second.
"S-shit! I could actually die!?" Nador squirmed around but could only move his head due to the pressure and the ink black chains.
[Ding~]
Never in his entire life would Nador have thought the system would be his savior. Upon hearing the ding, his brain wheels began running at full speed.
[AN EMERGENCY QUEST HAS BEEN ISSUED!]
[DOMINATION OVER DEATH: A side character has overwhelmed you. Recover your lost glory by dominating her, body and soul. (Note: The method used for domination is of your choosing.)]
[REWARDS: A trusty Slave]
[Penalty: (The system will kill you before that scythe even thinks of moving.)]
"System, have I ever told you how much I love you!" Nador yelled in his mind before swiping through the system menu and falling into the 'Cultivation Interface.'
[Do you wish to Spend 1.5million points on-]
"Just do it!!!"
The scythe fell down with a gush of pitch black Energy.
[Ding~]
[Purchase Successful]