As Roselia released a powerful dark spell, the Death Knight paused, the attack striking him directly and reducing his health by only a few percentage points.
"What are you scheming?" Roselia asked, her tone wary.
The Death Knight fixed his hollow gaze on her. "You’re a Dark Magus?"
"Not quite," Roselia replied with a smirk. "I’m a Dark Battle Magus."
The Death Knight nodded slowly. "Then you are certain to die," he declared, as his aura suddenly flared.
The air around him ignited with a blinding white light that contrasted sharply with his dark, decayed body. The White Aura encircled him, pulsating with overwhelming energy.
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"I have been preparing for millions of years," the Death Knight continued, his voice resonating with newfound determination. "I swore to kill the Dark Magus King and free my lady from this curse!"
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{Death Knight Roman is no longer confined to the First Floor.}
The Death Knight’s eyes burned with a mixture of light and darkness as his aura surged. "That dark magic of yours... It has awakened me," he said, his voice eerily calm as the aura around him began to merge, forming a terrifying blend of light and shadow. His once-restrained power now erupted outward, shaking the very ground.
"So, I trained for millions of years to evolve my aura into the Dark Slayer Aura, but I always failed," Roman said, his voice resonating with a mix of pride and bitterness. "Until your dark magic blasted me, helping me understand its properties."
As his evolution completed, Roman now stood before them, no longer a Death Knight encased in menacing armor. Instead, he appeared as a young man, likely around their age. His once decayed and imposing figure had transformed into a deceptively ordinary appearance—a common villager’s attire.
However, his presence was anything but normal.
His hair was stark white, contrasting with his hauntingly mesmerizing eyes—one black, the other white, both exuding an otherworldly glow. The aura around him was suffocating yet refined, radiating the power of a being who had transcended mortal limits.
Despite his humble clothing, there was no mistaking the immense power that now surged within him. Roman’s transformation was complete, and he stood as an new entity, and what is he they learned from the tower System notification.
{Death Knight Roman has evolved into Dark Slayer Knight Roman.}
{Dark Slayer Knight Roman’s rank has been upgraded from King-Class to Emperor-Class.}
"As thanks for freeing me, I will grant you a painless death," Roman said, his tone almost kind.
In the blink of an eye, Roman disappeared and reappeared in front of Roselia, his massive sword swinging down toward her neck.
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"I’m going to die…" Roselia thought as time seemed to slow. The sheer pressure of Roman’s strike froze her in place, unable to dodge or cast a spell.
But just as the sword was about to strike, a powerful force erupted between them, blasting Roman back and forcing him to retreat several steps. Roselia staggered backward, gasping as the intense pressure lifted.
"Leon…" she muttered, her eyes finding him standing calmly a few feet away.
Leon lowered his staff, the air around him shimmering with residual energy from the force barrier he had cast at the last moment. His gaze was steady as he stepped forward, placing himself between Roselia and Roman.
"This is going to be more interesting than I thought," Leon said, his tone calm but laced with determination. "Roselia, take a moment to recover. I’ll handle this for now."
"Your magic... it’s not dark?" Roman asked, his tone sharp but curious.
Leon nodded calmly, his expression unwavering. "You’ve become Emperor-Class, so you’ll have perfect wisdom—no lapses of clarity. But wisdom also means recognizing strength when you see it. So, how about we talk instead of fight?"
Roman didn’t respond with words. Instead, he swung his sword, aiming to cleave Leon in half.
Leon, prepared for such a move, swiftly summoned a shimmering barrier of golden energy. The clash of Roman’s blade against the barrier echoed like a thunderclap.
Roman’s power as an Emperor-Class Dark Slayer Knight was immense, roughly equivalent to a Level 180 opponent. But Leon, having surpassed Level 200 in terms of just stats after defeating Valtheris and obtaining the Legacy of the Magus of Gold, was more than prepared.
The Legacy of Metals had fundamentally altered Leon’s body, elevating him beyond the capabilities of typical Earth magic users. Unlike the rigid strength focus of earth magic, the gold-based magic of the Metal Magus granted both extraordinary strength and unparalleled versatility.
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"Impressive strike," Leon said, his voice steady as Roman pressed against the barrier. "But I’m not just standing still."
With a flick of his fingers, Leon’s barrier expanded into jagged golden spikes, forcing Roman to leap back. Leon stepped forward, the ground beneath his feet glowing faintly as golden veins of magical energy pulsed outward.
"My magic isn’t just about power—it’s about adaptability," Leon said, his golden aura intensifying. "And that’s what will make the difference here."
Roman smirked, his aura crackling with a mix of white and black energy. "Then show me if your so-called adaptability can stand against over a million years of true dedication."
"Gladly," Leon replied, raising his staff. A volley of blazing Destruction Series fire orbs erupted from it, streaking toward Roman like miniature meteors.
Roman didn’t flinch. With a wave of his hand, the fire orbs collided with an aura barrier, the mix of white and black energy nullifying the explosive force. The flames dissipated, leaving only faint scorch marks on the ground.
"Interesting," Roman said, his eyes narrowing. "That’s not just ordinary magic. It’s something... different."
Leon smirked. "Still want to fight, or are you ready to talk?"
Roman responded with action, not words. He swung his sword, unleashing a massive slash of concentrated energy. Leon sidestepped, the blade’s aura cutting a deep trench into the earth behind him.