The duel between Prila and Viscable continued with the echoing noise explosion echoed throughout the arena. The Ace Duelist fluently evaded the piercing beam from the upper and down side by thrusting to the right, aiming the charged-up glassy shard at his opponent from below.
More fulminating particles gathered on the tip of the glassy shard, pushing it down toward The Hair Magician who steadily floated by rolling her lengthened hair on the ground. As the gulp of gathering energy emerged on the shard's tip, The Ace Duelist pulled his hand to the back and the massive magenta blast was unshackled.
Pirla swiftly whirled her head to the right, flexibly stretching some of the hair below and bound into a circle, casting the glimmering portal. The portal freed a giant tiger-faced rabbit who hungrily opened its jaw, blowing the maelstrom-like wind and dragging the incoming magenta blast down.
Hence, the magenta blast completely consumed the rabbit with ease, leaning no remains behind as the rabbit closed its mouth and burped. The satisfaction of the rabbit led its existence to disperse into a flock of ashes fleeting away from The Hair Magician's sight, allowing it to obtain a clearer sight of the shooter.
She heaved her attentive glare due to The Ace Duelist's presence was no longer detected in her sight, encouraging her to illuminate the pinkish sparkles in her eyes. At the same time, Viscable resurfaced on her left side, shoving his glassy shard that flared the magenta flames on its tip.
The Hair Magician promptly rotated her sight onto him, spinning the left side of her hair and forming the giant shiny-pink-coated javelin that was being held by wrapping hair on its lower part. She blared out a roaring shriek, swinging the javelin and triggering the generating pinkish blades on its top.
The javelin and the glassy shard clashed with one another, awakening the shockwave jouncing Prila and The Ace Duelist from each other. The will to finish his opponent remained in Viscable as he pranced forward, plunging the empowered sight to The Hair Magician's jaw. Receiving the sighting of her opponent trying to stab her jaw, The Hair Magician retaliated the javelin by initiating the rocketing sparks on the bottom part of the handler, pushing it to The Ace Duelis's back.
The black torch on The Ace Duelist's beating heart inflicted a stinging pain into his nerve, commanding his eyes to glimpse at the speeding javelin on the back. In a hassle, Viscable swayed his forehand to the back, materializing the triangular shield that enlarged itself into the half size of his upper part.
Not only did the shield barricade the strike, but its impervious surface even fractured the javelin into a hundred pieces sprinkling the ground. The Ace Duelist rotated his sight to Prila and leaped to the right when a drilling pink beam fell from the string of hair above her right. Another follow-up counter was declared with a pinkish beam of light emerging beneath the stretched hair on Viscable's left.
A mass of particles blasted from his backpack, dashing to the side and evading a pinkish beam from drilling his neck. Unbeknownst to Viscable who levitated, Prila commanded the back side of her hair to impale the ground, generating The Thrashing Vanguard who lying underground.
"Even without limbs, you're still a formidable opponent," The Ace Duelist praised, chortling in an enthrallment and widening his hand.
"If I wanted to become your lover, I must be at least as strong as you," Prila replied gleefully, rotating her sight to her decapitated leg and giggling. "But, but, but…will you accept me if I'm stuck like this?"
"If you don't accept me, why don't you let me win so I can regain my beautiful appearance back?" The Hair Magician teased, painting an alluring smirk. "I promise I give you the most unforgettable pleasure for settling the deal."
Viscable shook his head and chuntered, "Proceed to tease me again? Okay, let me give you an honest opinion. no."
"I indeed wanted to have pleasure time with you, however, it will be more satisfying once I complete my life goal," The Ace Duelist countered, pointing his finger and shrinking the size of the shield into small as his forehand.
The Hair Magician rolled her eyes and bickered, "Alright I have to do another method."
"If you still have a feeling with me, can you explain a bit about Calamity Heart," Prila proposed a question.
The silence was the response being let out by The Ace Duelist when he observantly rotated his glance from left to right. He even shook his sight to below when the active torch on his beating heart vibrated the veins of his entire limbs, alerting the incoming danger from below with him gazing shortly.
Regardless, Viscable stretched his arms and loudening his delighted laugh, forming a puzzling look on The Hair Magician's face. Then, he ended the laugh by coughing, resting his palms to touch his waist. The Ace Duelist also placidly landed his levitating feet on the ground, lifting his stare as he eager to engage the reply with his future trophy girl.
"Fine, I shall give you the deserved explanation about Calamity Heart," The Ace Duelist announced, raising his fingers upward. "However, I only explained to you as briefly as possible."
Viscable cleared his throat and uttered, "As I said before, The Calamity Heart granted me a night-endless stamina of switching form."
"Without Calamity Heart, switching form will drain much of my magic and even life force too," Viscable explained calmly. "The backpacks themselves filled with powerful magic and enhancement from Langorold."
The Hair Magician tilted her head curiously and uttered, "Langorold, the dimension where the concept of time and aging does not exist?"
The Ace Duelist confidently nodded and replied with a little chuckle, "Very much correct, trophy girl."
"Wait a minute, Gdark if you spend time in Langorold collecting the material for your backpack and training there, how long do you actually stay there?" Prila asked again, biting her frigid lips.
The Ace Duelist crossed his arms and affirmed. "50 years for gathering all the material for the backpack and 50 years for mastering my potential."
"What a very long time. Such as a persistent dedication for me" The Hair Magician muttered in shock before she playfully grinned and teased. "Oh wait, it means I'm falling in love with a 100-year-old man."
"Old man?" The Ace Duelist hummed in confusion.
Viscable cackled and sneered at below shortly, "Call me whatever you want."
"Also how can you collect The Calamity Heart if it…originated from Tacrion right," The Hair Magician asked skeptically. "Did you already find a specific spell that allows you to exit Tacrion?"
The Ace Duelist chortled and said brazenly, "The Calamity Heart luckily being found in the middle level of Langorold."
"And I chose to infuse it as a successful test," Viscable uttered, anticipatively pinning his stare downward and capturing the bare glimpse of green flashes through the gaping line of the ground.
"So the infusion with Calamity Heart is more like a test for you?" The Hair Magician guessed and continued with praise. "I'm surprised you're not corrupted from the influence of Calamity Heart ."
"That's why I mastered it for 50 years in Langorolod world," The Ace Duelist affirmed, lifting the glassy shard and locking it toward Prila who cautiously dropped her jaw, sprawling a couple of hairs above.
The Ace Duelist decided to resume the flow of the battle with the glassy shard rapidly discharging the gathering particles on its tip, unleashing a giant magenta blast by thrusting his hand upward. At the same time, a precise momentum for an ambush was initiated from Prila's side as The Thrashing Funger punctured the ground below with its hand blade.
Viscable hurriedly raised his hand, summoning the green portal on his right side and ordering the triangular backpack to retreat into the magenta portal beneath him, dispersing any semblance of his Ace Duelist's form including the glassy shards. The Thrashing Vanguard bowed its head, folding its feet with the circling gale.
Therefore, The Thrashing Vanguard speedily morphed into the thundering jade arrow projection. transfixing Viscable on the chest and fleeing through it. A large splash of blood dripped out from Viscable's chest, panting in annoyance before he shrieked in gut-wrenching pain. He couldn't even change his form as the thundering arrow impaled the circular backpack that glided out from the green portal.
Wild strings of electricity omitted from the square backpack, allowing the arrow to revert into The Thrashing vanguard who stabbed the backpack. Without time to waste, The Thrashing Vanguard lashed the piercing blade out from the backpack. It immediately detonated into a small mass of explosion, incinerating its presence to the naked eye.
As for the incoming magenta blast, The Hair Magician hopped to the right by tackling the ground with the rolling hair below, swiftly evading it. The giant blast ended its journey when it collided with the arena's barrier, disintegrating into untraceable ashes. The barrier didn't even show a sign of crack even though it made contact with the heating impact of the blast, indicating its surface was made of impenetrable material.
"Nice counterblast," The Hair Magician praised excitedly, sneaking at the boiling spot of the blast on the arena and chortling. "However, I already find a way to neutralize your switching backpack, Gdark!"
"Thrashing Vanguard, go finish Gdark with your mighty strike!!" Prila commanded The Thrashing Vanguard.
The Thrashing Vanguard gawked its sight at Viscable who kept spreading gulps of blood from his chest, narrowly about to fall to the ground. Its knifed-hands gestured into the shape of an arrow, fleeing upward and darting toward Viscable who hadn't made any sign of movement.
As The Thrashing Vanguard slammed its hands down and summoned the arrow-shaped projection behind its opponent, Viscable lifted his neck and fluently flipped to the left. He successfully avoided the direct hit of the slashing wave, proceeding to boot the air below that jounced him further.
More specifically, the black torches from his beating heart extended the swarm into his entire skeleton. Even though he continuously sealed the painful screech by pressing his lung, Viscavle was able to hover for a short period before he landed on the ground, nullifying the ain from influencing his veins as the swarm of black torches shrouded his limbs.
An opportunity to obtain the new form commenced with the yellowish portal spawning behind him, quickly pulling out the rectangular backpack and magnetically attaching it to his back. The Blaster Jabber attire emerged with his entire armor gleaming the yellowish light briefly, materializing the brass knuckles with the cables connecting his backpack.
"Impressive for destroying The Full Blader's backpack!" The Blaster Jabber complimented with a firing thrill.
"Seems you tried to attack me when I was changing form?" The Blaster Jabber guessed with an intrigued tone.
Prila giggled and countered, "If your Calamity Heart didn't trigger, you already finished by Thrashing Vanguard's last attack."
"I must admit yes," The Blaster Jabber admitted, constantly jabbing his knuckle into each other. "Opponents like you also rely to find an effective counter."
Viscable grunted and gave a warning, "However, destroying one backpack is not enough to finish me off."
"How about you look up first, Gdark," Prila taunted, marking her finger above that lured The Blaster jabber to raise his locking sight upward.
Prila snickered, "I shall give you this present again. Hope you can willingly accept it this time."
The Blaster Jabber irritatedly groaned with his gaining the sighting of Aqua eyes lion freshly summoned from the encircling circle being hosted by the sprawling hine of hairs on a cloud above. Furthermore, Viscable glided away when the Aqua Eyes Lion carried the azure pyramid-shaped projectiles on its jaw.
The Thrashing Vanguard rashly flew to The Blaster Jabber, rotating its observative sight on the rectangular backpack and clapping its knife-shaped hands. Although The Thrashing Vanguard siphoned the flow of jade spark on its bladed hands, Viscable only centered his focus on the lion.
The only thing I can do now is command The Calamity Heart to protect Blaster Jabber's backpack.
The Blaster Jabber instinctively jostled his left elbow up. Or perhaps this is her tactic, destroying all my backpacks and draining out the Calamity Heart's power.
Viscable launched his bolting knuckles to take a peek at the sky view, summoning a square portal beneath The Thrashing Vanguard, thrashing its hands to the side. The spawn of the square portal quickly triggered Prila to tie the rolling hair on below, mustering the group of pink sparks below after her gaze glimpsing at the tiny square emanate and enlarging itself.
An arrow-shaped projection silently resurfaced behind The Blaster Jabber, ramming into the rectangular backpack. It evoked a small explosion when it made slight contact. Viscable was battered aside with a couple of fractions of his backpack scattered throughout the ground, while the branching bolts zapped onto The Thrashing Vanguard and tremored its motion.
The other square portal also discharged the flood of bolting strings, however, it couldn't constrict The Hair Magician as she vaulted to the back with the help of rolling hair. To be more concise, the strings encroached onto the head of the tiger-faced rabbit who recently rose from the pinkish portal.
A mangling snarl shrieking from the rabbit due to the bolting string conjured the torturing electricities into its inside, desperately shaking its head from right to left. Nonetheless, the rabbit crumbled into disseminating ashes, leaving the square portal to shrink until nothing of its remains left.
"Damn it, she dodged my attack" The Blaster Jabber cursed, funneling the black flames to shackle the backpack and halting it from extending the spider web cracking lines on the center.
"However…I still have the chance to crush Thrashing Vanguard…first," Viscable whispered, lifting his knees into a duck position and darting his stare toward the trembling Thrashing Vanguard. 'Even though Calamity Heart temporarily holds this backpack from being destroyed.'
The Blaster Jabber drew his electrifying knuckle and jabbed it to the right, granting the chance to The Muscular Humanoid hurdling from the portal. Moreover, the humanoid cleanly landed a bolting uppercut onto The Thrashing Vanguard's stomach and marked a large cracking line, disintegrating the electrical strings that shackled it.
The Muscular Humanoid gripped The Thrashing Vanguard on the head, surging the vortex-like strings on its other knuckles. Despite its neck being skewered on the neck by the empowered knife-hands, the humanoid relentlessly drove its vortex-filled knuckle to lunge onto its stomach.
One jab of The Muscular Humanoid blew the quaking shockwave and briefly unleashed the massive vortex whirling throughout the arena, clouding a startled jaw on The Hair Magician's face. The aftermath of the blow was unfolded as the entire left part of The Thrashing Vanguard pulverized, gushing the incineration dust and sounding an agonizing howl.
However, the cost of casting the vigorous blow was paid with the left knuckle of The Muscular Humanoid fading out. Obtaining the sighting of a humanoid started to dim like a dying light motivated The Blaster Jabber to get up his shuddering legs, clapping his brass knuckles and gathering the fiery bolts binding on his wrists
Viscable hauled his hand rapidly growing the size of the bolts, igniting the thundering flares on his opened palm. Prila tilted her glare to the left, commanding the wrapping swarm of hair above to rotate The Aqua Eyes Lion to The Blaster Jabber, setting him as a primary target to claim victory in this duel.
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