Chapitre 99: Sword vs Scythe

There stood Black, looking down to me "You will die now, Blanch" a powerful red aura emanated from her scythe and slashed at me, creating a wind blade that cut the air

I invoked my sword, directly coating in Slaughter Intent, I cut downward, slicing the wind blade in two, both halves continued marking the wall.

[Fuck! If we fight here, more people will detect. If the Slaughter King or some spirit douluo capable of using spirit skill came, I'm finished. I'll need to try not to fight] I thought.

"Black. There's no need to kill me. I know that you work for the Slaughter King, however, you hate him" I said putting my hopes in that angry glance that they when I left the City.

"Oh? You know about that. You're sharp, Blanch. I always wanted to kill the Slaughter King" she confessed.

I was a little surprised by her honesty but I hide my surprise "I can help you. In the future I would be able to kill him easily, you only need to let me leave now and I can promise that I would kill him" I tried to convince her.

She snorted "Blanch, do you know about the brown-masked?"

"The slaves?" I answered confused.

"Yeah. Did you never ask where they came from? In this depraved city, how could someone enter and choose to be a slave? No, of course, no, why worry about them?" She said shaking her head. "They were the children born in the city, once growth they are slaved by the Slaughter King, the only way to take away the mask is to participate in the Hell Slaughter Arena, no different than a suicide for a person born in this city lacking spirit power"

"Where do you wanna go?" I asked a little impatient.

"I was a brown-masked. I took away my mask and became the champion of the Arena. We aren't cared for by anyone, this problem I will solve it myself. I will kill the Slaughter King myself and destroy this putrid city!" she shouted dashing to me slashing with her scythe.

I blocked with my sword "If you want to kill the Slaughter King, what do you win killing me?"

She smiled "All!" two yellow rings started shining, her strength suddenly increased pushing me crashing to a wall "How can someone cultivate in this place?" She extended her arm "I had a revelation, a voice in my head that created a path for me. If there's no spirit energy in the air, I'll only need to take it off from inside the bodies of others. I always waited for you to give me the excuse to kill you breaking the rules. To cultivate, I devoured souls. I am a dark soul cultivator" She swung her scythe creating a cross that sliced the air to me.

I cut the air blade, the aftermath cutting the wall behind me opening a hole to the outside "However, there's a problem with my cultivation. It grew extremely quick at first, but little by little was stalling. My surprise when I detected a strong death aura when I was walking. I followed it meeting you. In that instant I know it, you will be the key to breakthrough. I will cultivate your soul attaining the spirit douluo realm and the titled douluo, then, I will kill the Slaughter King"

I grinned "I don't drink your bullshit. How could someone cultivate in this place? Even if you could cultivate souls, there are no spirit beasts to take spirit rings"

"Of course, there are. They appear every time I need them and sacrifice for me. The golden bats" All her rings started shining, except a black one. "1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th, 6th spirit skill: Blood Boost" A powerful red aura started surrounding her scythe increasing her aura and power to a new weight. Over the scythe appeared a black shadow of a demon, the scythe started transforming, its edges were enlarged and its black color changed to a purple one, the red aura also following and turning purple.

She swung around her scythe while twisting her body seeming to dance along with it "crack!" cuts were created all around, slicing the room, not only the room, the entire castle was sliced, the upper floors falling in pieces, creating now a bigger room where it could be seen Slaughter City's sky.

She glanced at me and lifted her scythe and she prepared to charge to me. In an instant she appeared beside me, it was so much quicker compared to before, I couldn't try to evade, I barely could block it lifting my sword, more of an instinct that a conscious act. Even blocked the blow was so strong that I was shot like a ball, I continue falling even leaving the castle area and arriving outside the walls.

I could see the ground approaching me at a scary speed. Just before crashing "<One Point Domain: Slaughter>" I swung my sword to the ground, the power behind stopping my fall enough for me to recuperate, with some flips landing with both feet.

I turned to the castle seeing Black standing there. She jumped "Boom!" she landed 50 meters away from me, creating a crater with a dust cloud. She swung her scythe completely dispersing the dust.

"Impudent! How you dare to destroy his Highness castle!?" Two black-masked men came toward us and shouted.

Black deathly glanced at them making them flinch "Apologize us countess Black, we didn't know th-" they tried to say but Black already swung her scythe slicing the head of both men. "You're the impudent"

She then turned to me "You are not strong enough, but I respect your strength and potential" She said while starting floating "I will kill you painless" Her last ring started shining. The purple aura around her scythe increased, it started madly moving, cries of lament could be heard from it "<Spirit Avatar: Killing Scythe>" her scythe became giant and swung it to me.

I closed eyes and lifted my sword sensing my surroundings, black energy from the surroundings being absorbed by my sword. "<Sword Heart>" black aura shot around my sword. I opened my eyes stepping forward "EX-" a pillar of black light surged from my sword "-CALIBUR! Morgan!" I swung my sword to Black, and incredible powerful black ray of pure Slaughter energy shot to Black.

Both attacks clashed, the mere energy of its clash destroying all the surrounding areas. I clenched my teeth, being pushed by Black's attack digging me on the ground creating a crater. I put all my strength, all my soul, in my sword trying to push forward, however little by little a was being pushed.

Black attack was pushing mine, coming nearer mine. "Crack" was listened and I could see a crack forming in my Black Sword [It seems that it too much for it to endure, fuck!] I ignored it, continuing pushing.

Black was pushing me, nearing her victory. Black's technique was boosting her abilities using the souls of the people that she devoured, gaining an incredible boost for a short time. So strong that her scythe was overcharged, a little crack appeared at the blade, it wasn't relevant, even if it broke she could repair later on with more souls, however, she noticed a pull from her scythe, the crack repairing at the expense of her own souls.

Black attack suddenly tripled its size, my attack couldn't endure it at all, Black's scythe cutting through it and dissipated it. She could finish her swing, but her attack was so strong that she couldn't even control it. Her scythe cut forward "BOOOOOOM!" a trail of a cutting an area 5 kilometers long, followed by a loud explosion. The cut failed to hit me, cutting 20 meters away from me.

I was shot around, crashing multiples times with the ground, dragged by the aftermath of Black's attack, being dragged like rubbish, unable to even stop tired after using my strongest attack.

I finally stopped smashing the ground, my body wounded all around. I dug my sword to the ground, helping me to stand up. In this condition, even if I could move around it won't be enough to continue fighting. I turned to Black, waiting for the final attack.

She was still hovering, she had a despairing face, tears falling her face. She looked at the distant with vacant eyes that turned full of anger "You used me! You told me I will be the strongest!" she shouted. Then her face distorted in sadness and with a low voice said "I was only your weapon". Cracks started forming all over Black's body until "crack" Black body broke in pieces, no much different than a mirror breaking, these pieces were absorbed to her scythe that now without a wielder fell to the ground.

"WTF!" I involuntarily shouted. I approached the purple scythe, looking at it, I murmured "Maybe her body couldn't resist the power and broke apart. But for a Tool Weapon to be formed. It's strange"

Tool Weapons were crystallization of tool spirits, in cases when a spirit master with a tool spirit died, his spirit could remain. This only happened in extremely powerhouses, never recorded of someone less than a super douluo. This Too Weapons are very strong, but they are extremely difficult to use, as there's no master for it, rejecting any holder. Of course, they lost their spirit rings, being unable to use spirit skills. Becoming somewhat a trash weapon, not useful enough for the people that could really use it.

Seeing it there, I decided to take it. Touching it I could sense the resent and regrets of multiple people. I ignored it and save it in my storage.