章 75: [Ephemeral Sword]
While the trees whistled and the night remained as a witness, an unreal spectacle took place before the glassy eyes of Amagatzu and Infinitum.
Federick's multicolored light came from the dao gathered because of his father. The power was neither refined nor elaborate, but in it it gathered the basics of the sword, the essence of the sword!
On the other side, his little opponent had been surrounded at all times by natural taoist rhymes, which constantly underwent strange changes.
They were two spectacular stems!
With the exchange of a single blow, the young man and the hair moved away from each other; His previous act had simply been a stone that proved the end of a well.
But, desperately, who was most upset turned out to be the hair; In his opinion, she had been a naturally gifted, magical and strange creature.
His thoughts of domination would bring the sky to its knees...
"How is this possible? I, who gained individual realization, carrying a spiritual ego in the face of adversity of impossibility... How is it possible that you can carry a blow from me?" They were the words of the tiny being, who, through the intervention of Infinitum, were understandable to those present.
His words were not the product of ingrained arrogance, but of brutal honesty. A creature that had been born recently, but still maintained a noble identity... It was a god! At its conception, it was.
"As above, so below... Perhaps it correlates to your diminutive status." Those were the words Federick shared, not knowing how to act in front of a chatty hair.
"Let our dao speak against our words!" He recklessly uttered the hair, while around him spiritual energy gathered in large proportions at a considerable speed.
The natural Tao surrounded the hair, so what he was performing was actually a natural and primordial concentration in the shape of a flat wheel. The energy was golden, while illusory rays continually fired from the same mass.
This was by no means a refined technique; since, the executor was simply trusting his instincts! It was a first-time way of life, so its knowledge was limited.
Instead, Federick proactively responded to the provocation, launching a sword slash, which flew in the direction of his enemy's attack, in order to unbalance the gathered energy with grave constancy.
Although as a matter of course, the other force repelled his targeted attack, as if an impenetrable energy field was placed between them.
"Natural". Federick expressed in a murmur, not surprised by his fruitless attempt. It had been just a stone in the lake, trying to observe the number of splashes it would cause in it.
With deep, calm breaths, Federick began to tense the muscles of his body with the intention of receiving the impact; His actions were definitely not to relax like an ancient monk...
Although his current state was mysterious, without a physical body, his attributes being only spiritual in nature; From the beginning of the fight, he had felt how this changed through an unknown intention.
Who of course was Infinitum himself. His intention was to observe a combat, not an artificial spectacle.
Suddenly, the air around a three-meter area was distorted, being manipulated from its usual motion; Constantly moving area! Well, it was nothing less than because of the hair attack.
A strange energy mass with a thunderous movement was heading towards the superficially brittle figure of Federick.
Who despite these prejudices, received the attack with a dominant figure, while keeping the sword between his two hands. The wind distorted in front of him and the forces collided...
Attack that dragged him two meters from his original position! But no apparent injuries.
Federick bravely received the attack and recklessly evaporated it into nothingness.
His posture never changed, remaining upright despite his slight stoop.
A battle that had not exceeded a hundred breaths, where two moves had occurred, two moves that would surprise countless due to their nature!
Of course, due to the archaic measures with which they had been carried out. By god, they didn't belong to an age of beasts!
"Your existence irritates me... Therefore, in the next move I will end it." The hair said in a bad mood, not understanding how a humble person could compare to his original state.
He was a token of infinite gratitude, the perfect expression of the cosmos, born of god, individualizing god!
His vitality was extreme, but his life was short. His only experience and understanding came from the heavens, from the immovable plants, the reigning stars and the countless living beings... His wisdom was incomparably unequal to what was dictated by nature, but his personal experience was small.
His irritability reached an incomparable point, even affecting the space around him. He didn't understand how he could face him! He didn't understand how he couldn't detach himself from his preconceived reality! I didn't understand the end! With these thoughts, new Taoist rhymes and inconceivable changes to the original ones slowly originated.
'Hmm... His Tao is transforming and evolving at an unparalleled rate. How fortunate the ancient times would have been with a young man to compare! Unfortunately, he is currently fighting against my little son.' They were the spiritual thoughts that Amagatzu transmitted to Infinitum, with a slight warning; after all, he had no intention of participating.
'Don't lose faith in your boy.' Was the response through spiritual thoughts that Infinitum granted, while a mist emanated from his body.
It was true, Federick's gaze was focused on the opposite actions. A strange noise ran through their surroundings, like a cheetah on the prowl.
It was at that moment, in which even to the surprise of the old man, the sword of light began to crack before Amagatzu's confused look.
But the next act caused a shine in Infinitum's eyes, and a slight disbelief in Amagatzu; They watched as the remains of the sword of light divided into the Tao that composed them, which was directed like a stream in the direction of Federick's limbs.
Where they penetrated without consternation or feeling of resistance, entering like a torrential flood; a vast uncontainable energy, which caused openings in his transparent arms.
Federick's mental state was clear, serene in the face of changes; His gaze was determined, without any grimace or smile. Without pain or joy, a state of emptiness overflowed in him.
While his enemy gathered taoist rhymes in the direction of a peak.
Federick only gave him a dejected look.
"Twilight of tomorrow, ephemeral sword." They were the words he spoke with absolute power.
At this, a single terrible sword strike flew out, causing a stir wherever it passed.
"My god". They were the last words of the tiny and ephemeral being, as he observed his creator for the first time.
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