章 1670: Ten Thousand Swords

BOOOM!

The thunder echoes again

One bolt of black thunder nearly separated him from his avatar. Right now, if you cold see Death Monarch Azief, he is in a very peculiar situation. 

On his left side is the Avatar of Chaos.

On his right side is the avatar of Order. Both of these avatars is his Essence Avatars. Made, crafted by six laws and concepts of the worlds is embedded in every move of these two avatars. 

The Three Separations that touches the taboo of the Universe. 

And that black thunderbolts separated them from Azief main body

Or to be more accurate they were half separated from him. 

There is droning sound around Azief boy. It is the sound of the time space distortion that is generated from the Avatar clashing with the elements around them

"I nearly got done in with only one attack" Azief thought to himself as he look at his two avatars on each of his side. His frown got deeper