Building The First Adventurer Guild In Another World

Chapter 320: Blood Clash

The moment Valeria and Riven disappeared from the main battlefield, the ruined city seemed to hold its breath for just a heartbeat before the next impact struck.

When it came, it didn’t sound like two people clashing; rather, it resonated like something colossal had collided with the earth itself, a deep, thunderous ...

BOOM!

That rolled across the shattered streets and crumbling walls. Dust and debris soared into the air as if an entire mountain had fallen. The ground where they reappeared cracked instantly, long jagged lines spreading outward like veins across stone as their collision’s force pushed everything away, broken pillars toppled over, weakened buildings collapsed in slow motion, and even the air trembled under their immense power.

To anyone watching from afar, it didn’t resemble a fight between two humans; it looked more like two disasters colliding repeatedly, each impact leaving behind greater destruction than the last, every movement too swift for the eye to fully track.

Riven was the first to charge ahead, his approach aggressive and unyielding. He gripped his blade so tightly it seemed as if he intended to crush it.

Without giving Valeria a moment to gather herself, he unleashed a flurry of rapid strikes that came at her like an unstoppable storm, each swing aimed with lethal intent. His sword sliced through the air with a sharp whistle, moving forward, upward, then down again in quick succession.

The speed of his movements created afterimages that blurred together, making it difficult to discern where the real attack would land.

Each time his sword moved, it carried immense force, tearing through anything in its path while the ground beneath him cracked further with every powerful push-off. There was no hesitation in Riven, no testing or holding back, only a relentless drive to overwhelm Valeria and end the fight swiftly.

In stark contrast, Valeria moved with an unsettling calm amidst the chaos. Her expression remained unchanged; her eyes steady as she met each incoming strike with precise movements that conserved energy and left no openings for counterattack.

She only stepped back when absolutely necessary and never swung wider than needed. Her blade intercepted Riven’s attacks with small yet controlled motions that appeared effortless but possessed enough strength to redirect his full force without compromising her stance.

When his sword descended toward her shoulder, she angled her blade slightly and deflected it off course; though the impact sent shockwaves outward, she emerged unscathed.

As he followed up with a thrust aimed directly at her chest, she shifted just enough for it to pass by while her own sword responded instantly, slicing toward his side in a swift arc that forced him to retreat.

Their clash continued at a breakneck pace that blurred movement into stillness as they navigated the ruined streets of the city.

Each exchange sent bursts of force rippling outwards, demolishing whatever structures remained around them, walls crumbled under their swings while roofs collapsed from shockwaves passing through them.

The ground itself began to sink and crack underfoot, creating uneven terrain filled with fissures and rising dust clouds. Every time their blades met, a loud

BANG!

That echoed through the air, a heavy sound followed by ripples that spread like invisible waves pushing debris aside and dislodging stones from broken buildings.

As the battle wore on, Riven’s attacks intensified; he moved even faster and struck harder as if trying to force Valeria into submission solely through pressure alone.

For a brief moment, he succeeded in pushing her back a step; his blade struck down hard enough to crack the ground beneath her feet and send fragments flying outward.

A faint grin crept onto his face at this small victory, as if waiting for that single step and without wasting time, he pressed forward again with a wide arc aimed directly at her neck.

Valeria narrowed her eyes as she watched the incoming strike. Instead of retreating, she stepped forward, her blade rising to meet his.

The moment their weapons collided, a deafening boom echoed through the air, louder and more intense than before. The impact generated a shockwave that ripped through a section of the ruined city, collapsing a line of already-disintegrating buildings as if struck by an unseen force. Dust erupted into the air, creating a thick cloud that masked both figures for a brief moment.

Yet, within that swirling cloud, the fight showed no signs of slowing down. The sound of metal clashing rang out, sharp and relentless, each clash sending sparks flying in quick bursts that illuminated the dust before fading into darkness.

Their movements became increasingly difficult to track as they used the cover of the dust to enhance their speed. Riven launched strikes from multiple angles, sometimes from above, sometimes from the sides, and other times from seemingly impossible positions.

But Valeria countered each attack with calm precision, her blade always exactly where it needed to be, her body shifting just enough to evade damage while maintaining her stance.

At one point, Riven appeared directly behind her, his blade mid-swing, aimed straight for her back. But before his strike could connect, Valeria’s sword was already poised to intercept, meeting his attack from an unexpected angle.

The impact created another shockwave as she twisted slightly, redirecting his blow and throwing him off balance for a split second. That brief moment was all she needed, her own blade surged toward his side with blinding speed, forcing him to leap back just in time to avoid a direct hit.

They both separated momentarily, standing at opposite ends of a newly formed crater where the ground had given way under their last clash. Dust continued to swirl around them as they faced each other again, their breathing steady and their expressions unchanged.

To an outsider, this might have looked like a pause in the fight, a moment of respite. In reality, it was a brief reset, a chance for both opponents to reassess before diving back into battle.

Riven tilted his head slightly, tightening his grip on his sword as he studied her, a faint smile still playing across his lips, though it had lost some of its earlier ease.

"You’re not holding back anymore," he said, his tone light yet carrying an unmistakable edge.

Valeria didn’t reply immediately; instead, she adjusted her stance, angling her sword forward rather than downward.

When she finally spoke, her voice was calm and cold. "Neither are you."

And with that, the intensity ramped up once more.

They launched into motion simultaneously, their forms blurting out of sight and reappearing in the gap between them.

Their blades collided with a force that shook the ground, creating a ripple that spread outward, flattening what remained of the nearby structures.

This time, the shockwave hit with a ferocity that was almost tangible, powerful enough to bring down an entire section of the ruined city in one fell swoop.

Walls crumbled inward, towers disintegrated and toppled in slow, deliberate motions, their downfall accompanied by a cacophony of destruction that mingled with the relentless clang of metal on metal.

But they didn’t stop there.

With each clash, their fight intensified, driving them deeper into the heart of the city as if they were carving a path through it.

Every strike left behind more devastation, broken ground, toppled buildings, until the landscape around them transformed completely, no longer resembling a city but a vast expanse of rubble and dust. Deep craters and long cracks marred the ground, telling a story akin to scars.

Riven’s aggression surged, his assaults becoming harder and faster. Each swing of his blade sliced through the air with a sharp, heavy sound, while Valeria maintained her composure.

Her movements were precise and controlled, her blade meeting his with unwavering consistency. Their contrasting styles were evident; he charged forward with everything he possessed, while she stood resilient, her quiet strength anchoring her.

Yet, neither offered a single opening, nor did either show any sign of exhaustion.

Another profound BOOM echoed as their blades collided, louder and more powerful than before. The impact shattered what was left of the ground beneath them, unleashing a final, tremendous shockwave that flattened the last standing structures in the vicinity.

When the dust finally began to settle, the section of the city was utterly unrecognizable. Instead of ruins, there lay a desolate field marked by the remnants of their battle, a stark reminder of the extent of their clash.