The Conquerors Path



The room crackled with anticipation as Nyla and I faced each other, the atmosphere electrified with the promise of a clash that would resonate through her history. She stood before me, a vision of power and determination, her gauntlets gleaming with latent energy. I gripped my bow, the edges razor-sharp and gleaming, an extension of my very being.

"You ready?" Nyla's voice reverberated in the air, laced with confidence and the thirst for battle. I nodded, my heart pounding in rhythm with the energy coursing through my veins.

Nyla's gauntlets hummed with power, her stance shifting as she prepared to unleash her monstrous ability. I felt a gust of wind as she closed the distance between us in a blur of motion. Her movements were a dance of lethal grace, each step calculated to maximize her strength and control.

'So we will be testing each other first?'

Without a moment's hesitation, she lunged forward, her gauntlet-covered fists hurtling toward me in a display of sheer force. I sidestepped, narrowly avoiding the deadly trajectory. Her strikes were a symphony of destruction, each punch and jab a testament to her mastery over combat and her increased Origin level giving her a boost not to mention her battle dress adding God knows what level of enhancements.

As she continued her relentless assault, I retreated, the wood of my bow feeling alive in my hands. I unleashed a flurry of arrows, each one a precision strike aimed at her openings. Nyla deflected them with ease, her gauntlets moving with a fluidity that belied their weight.

With a fierce grin, Nyla unleashed a series of rapid punches, each strike generating a shockwave that rippled through the air. I leaped backward, avoiding the cascading waves of force that followed her every movement. The ground trembled beneath us, the room bearing witness to our battle of titans.

In a heartbeat, Nyla closed the distance once again, her gauntlets colliding with mine as I used my bow to block her attacks. The impact sent shockwaves through my arms, the force threatening to overwhelm me. But I held my ground, my muscles straining against the onslaught.

With a deft twist, Nyla disarmed me, her gauntlet-clad fist sending my bow spiraling through the air. I rolled, narrowly avoiding a follow-up strike that left a crater in the ground where I had stood. I sprung to my feet, my bow forgotten for the moment as I met Nyla's unyielding gaze.

As Nyla advanced, her gauntlets aglow with energy, I focused on the bow in my hand. With a swift, deliberate movement, I snapped it in two, the edges now twin blades that gleamed in the sunlight. Nyla's eyes widened in surprise, a momentary distraction that I seized upon.

I lunged forward, my makeshift dual blades meeting her gauntlets in a clash that echoed through the arena. The sound of metal against metal resonated in the air as our combat intensified. Every strike I delivered was a testament to my training, my movements a dance of calculated precision.

Nyla's gauntlets were a whirlwind of power, each punch a calculated attempt to breach my defenses. But I was relentless, my blades a barrier that thwarted her advances. The clash of our weapons reverberated through the arena, a symphony of combat that drew the mana into a frenzy.

In a burst of speed, Nyla unleashed a flurry of kicks, her movements a blur of motion. I deflected each strike with my dual blades, my heart pounding in tandem with the rhythm of the battle. With a sudden twist, I seized an opening, my blades finding purchase against Nyla's gauntlets, sending a shockwave of energy through her.

She staggered, her momentum disrupted, and I seized the opportunity. With a fluid motion, I delivered a devastating strike, my dual blades colliding with her chest in a burst of energy. Nyla was sent flying, her form skidding across the ground before she regained her footing.

Blood pumped in my veins as I pressed forward, my blades a blur of motion as I launched a relentless assault. Nyla's gauntlets met my strikes with renewed determination, the clash of our weapons a testament to our unyielding resolve. Sweat glistened on my brow, my muscles screaming with effort, but I pushed forward.

The room seemed to blur around us as we fought, a vortex of power and intensity. Nyla's gauntlets were formidable, her skill undeniable, but I had the advantage—a bow transformed into twin blades, a strategy born from innovation and necessity.

With a final surge of energy, I unleashed a series of rapid strikes, my blades finding their mark against Nyla's defenses. She staggered, her form weakening, and in a burst of motion, I delivered a final, sweeping strike that sent her crashing to the ground.

Now a wide distance existed between us and in our little bout of just martial control I won. But this only seemed to make Nyla more interested as a wide smile filled her face, the 'X' shape in her eyes twinkling as she blurted out.

"Yes! This is what I want! I knew you won't go down like this!"

Her scream of hysteria shook the room, the mana around her trembling in delight as her gauntlet lit up. She didn't give me any breathing space as her first punched forward at least a hundred times! Just as I blinked my eyes, hundreds of powered fists were on me, the sheer power of Nyla's punch materializing powerful fists, which soon covered my body.

<TriComb Barrier>

Yet they didn't touch my body as a powerful barrier in the shape of a grid appeared in front of me, blocking that attack. As it hit the barrier, it trembled, cracks appearing on it yet it withstood the hundreds of punches that reached me. Then with the last fist, the barrier broke and our eyes met.

"The ability to insta cast? Just how much more will you show me?!"

As she asked this, Nyla licked her lips in delight, a unique red color energy starting to cover over her as I saw black thunder soon covering her body.

<Bloodline Release: Reckoning Of Black Thunder>

The sound of thunder was heard across the room, and even before I could react, I felt a hit on my stomach as I flew across the room. The impact was powerful, the force of her strike sending me crashing against the wall. 

'Tsk, this is getting annoying'

With a grunt, I pushed myself off the wall, my muscles protesting as I struggled to regain my footing. Nyla advanced, her gauntlets gleaming with energy as she prepared for another attack. The reason that I am taking all these attacks is to first get an idea about all her cards but the more important thing is to get her fully tired so that when she drinks my blood later it will be all the more explosive.

As Nyla closed in, her gauntlets crackling with energy, I took a steadying breath.

"Don't tell me you will go down with this, show me everything you are hiding!"

As she finished, the lightning around her sparkled brightly. Thanks to my tough defense, nothing happened to me; otherwise, those dark lightning could have completely fried my insides from the attack earlier.

'So that's the special bloodline power of the vampire royalty.'

As I thought so, Nyla disappeared again, but this time I stayed in my spot. My hand rose as I stopped Nyla's attack with one finger.

The sound of thunder once again filled the place as tendrils of black lightning tried to go through my body. A small pressure was felt on my finger, a testament to the power coursing through Nyla's body. Soon, only the sound of thunder kept filling the room as Nyla kept flashing around. Her body displayed extreme levels of martial adaptiveness as she tried attacking me from all sides with speed beyond the norm.

But unlucky for her, I am done playing. If I want to later conquer her, then I need to set the power difference between us at a layer she will never be able to overcome.

An attack came from the left which I once again blocked, just as I did Nyla disappeared again and appeared on my right. Her foot aimed for my head. With light movements, I easily dodged her, and before she could react, I got her leg and threw her away. She flipped mid-air as she leaped in the air, the sound of thunder still filling the room.

"Just what kind of monster are you?" Nyla asked.

"I could say the same about you," I responded as I saw the smile spreading across Nyla's face, one filled with pure happiness at the battle. Soon another sound of thunder was heard, but this time, it was larger and much stronger than the ones before. In front of my eyes, the black lightning around Nyla started to get brighter and heavier, the room soon filling with a sizzling sound.

The sheer amount of lightning coursing through her body filled the room with the brightness of a star. And then Nyla moved, her speed crossing a threshold that breaks all mortal limits as she unleashed her own technique.

<Nyla's Third Form Of Lightning: One Inch Punch Million Burst>

A heavy pressure fell into the room, and just as Nyla finished her attack, everything in front of her disappeared. The very room that was meant to take the attack of an Origin level 10 was destroyed beyond words. All the lightning around Nyla started to slowly sizzle out as heavy pants left her mouth, yet her eyes stayed front, focused on me as I stood amidst all the destruction, without a single injury on me.

"H-How?" Nyla asked, the scene I was displaying being too much even for the battle-hungry princess. The process was pretty simple, actually. All I had to do was cover my total frontal area with destruction energy, and all the attacks around me just disappeared.

"You had your fun, now it's my turn," I said, disappearing from where I stood and appearing right in front of Nyla in a speed she couldn't believe. I punched her stomach, causing her to fly across the room. As she did, I looked at my hand.

'Damn, just what kind of protection is that battle dress giving her?'

Cause I felt like I punched a steel wall.