After tossing away the dried-up warrior's corpse, Bobby glanced up at the black ship, which was hovering high above in the sky. Then he said, putting a trace of his lightning-based internal Origin Qi into his voice, "Hey! Are you still not done with your sleeping yet?"
As no response came from the ship, Bobby further continued, "What a cruel and careless captain you are? I have already finished all of your subordinates one at a time, and you still have the audacity to sleep like that. Now, I'm feeling some pity for those four poor fellows. Maybe I should have killed you first and left those four warriors by cutting a limb or two to teach them an excellent lesson. Now I'm hating my earlier decision."
But a hoarse voice whispered in Bobby's ear, saying: "Werewolf brat, where are you looking at? I'm here!"
Bobby reflexively slashed backward with his black katana, cutting the man in black with a shinigami mask by his waist and blood splattered.
But the next instant, Bobby creased his brow slightly, and he uttered, "Illusion?!"
Bang!
The spot he was currently in exploded with a loud banging sound, and within the area of the black smoke, a white lightning bolt flickered.
Captain Roland's voice chimed from all around, "Oh, nice! That's still quite a feat. You do that with your speed. But here is my confusion. As a werewolf, they only possessed mostly wind, and some metal-based elemental Origin Chi, but it is not the same for you. And until now, you two elemental based and some strange techniques to kill those stupid subordinates of minds. Wind elemental; that's perfectly understandable but the lightning nature within one of those families with a long history of sucking blood from humans. That's fucking impossible."
Then he further added, asking with full suspicion. "Boy, are you really a werewolf?"
"Why do you care so much? And don't take me for a fool while using that parlor trick of illusion can easily fool me." Bobby responded, still looking toward the black ship hovering high above in the air with his eyes scintillated with golden glints. "Mr. Coldhearted Captain, if you wish to fight me for real, I suggest you come down here and fight me with the strongest technique in your strongest form."
Captain Roland spoked, "Oh! So, you can see through my Nightmare Illusion Dragon Trapping technique. Cool, you are the second person who is ineffective under this spell of mine. And for the record, I believe the people who remain unaffected can be counted with my fingers. So, I've considered you now as my formidable foe even though you are just a small kid."
Then he stood up and the next instant he was already standing on the rim of the black ship. He further added, "Oh, and Mr. Coldhearted Captain that kind of sounded cool. But still know my name; captain Roland with no surname. Yes, my mother is from the Bradforth clan whereas my father is from Burton Clan. So in order to not be aligned with both of them, I give up both of the family names."
"Captain Roland with no surname! I believe you can give me some fight today. Um, and called me Damien," Bobby responded.
Captain Roland unsheathed his twin katana holding one in each hand.
The fact that both blades were reversely sharpened, unlike any other katana in which the edge was supposed to face the enemy piqued Bobby's interest.
He asked, "One question! Captain Roland with no surname, why is your blade sharpened toward the inner edge facing the holders?"
"And you are also the second person who asked me the same question." Captain Roland said and he thought in his head, 'Am I overthinking it from the moment I see this kid? Why is that man coming to my mind? No, it must be just a coincidence .'
Then he responded, "Damien, I'll give you the answer as I replied back then to that person…. Even though it's very risky to even self-inflict a wound, I prefer to sharpen the inner edge of my katana rather than the outer edge because I don't want to show my opponents my weapon's greatest strength, its sharp teeth."
Bobby thought, 'Huh! This guy's mentality is purely like an inborn assassin.' And then he said telepathically, "Cynthia, I think I'm going to have a thrilling match after a long while."
"Lucky you!" Cynthia's melodious voice echoed in his head and then she asked with curiosity written all over her face, "My dear Damien, even though this Captain Guy is at the energy level of 171 and considering your weak level of 135, are you still going to engage this macho man without activating your Satanificatin form?"
"That's the plan for now," Bobby responded telepathically in his head.
By that time, Captain Roland removed his hood and then his shinigami mask showing a handsome face with spiky black hair with bright black eyes.
"Alright, since we have enough chitchat, then let's begin." Then he raised his leg taking a step forward, making multiple ripples of eddy currents in the air as his black boot passed and his silhouette disappeared mysteriously.
And in the next instant, multiple loud clinking sounds of metals could be heard from multiple spots in the air followed by blinding white lights from multiple spots for a few seconds which was actually because of the meeting of their blade.
Then after a couple of two minutes, with the loudest sound of the metallic collision, a glaring white light appeared even comparable to the sun in the sky for a fraction of a second and the surrounding turned into serenity again as two figures appeared, standing in the air with a gap of a mile between them.
"Nice, sword skills! Damien, from whom do you learn such a level of sword skills? I'm not gonna lie. I've been sharpening my sword for centuries considering I was born among the sword freaks of the Hunter family. Considering my age with you, I openly admit that I lost to you in terms of sword skill."..... (please, stay tuned!)
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