CHAPTER 36 - COLLISION

Vice Admiral Magnar watched the next events unfold in shocking fashion as Admiral Chekhov seemed to have forgotten everything around him as he erupted with power that launched him towards Noah as if he was a missile

The body of Admiral Chekhov was leaking purple light as his fist reached Noah, the impact smashing him down into the arena floor.

The more surprising thing was seeing Noah fly out a second after, his equipment tattered but his body seeming perfectly fine

The purple light surrounding the Admiral formed into a purple disc that he stood in the air with. Feeling the strength of that blow and the power emanating in the field, Magnar stopped going forward as he knew he would only lose his life if he came by. He only had rank B strength after all owns all content.

What he didn’t understand was how much he had underestimated Noah. How was he able to stand against the strikes of multiple rank A skills and still be able to stand against an A Ranker? The surprises this man kept bringing out were too numerous

But if he had already reached this level, it was a great thing for the future of the Empire. This fight had to be stopped. He was about to look at the masses of people scrambling to get away from the Coliseum when Chekhov moved once again, this time the purple light forming into a spiked fist that rushed toward Noah

Vice Admiral Magnar looked at this as he wished the person he called to get here as soon as possible.

WHIZZ!

The huge spiked purple fist rushed through the air with a grating sound as three red lightning bolts smashed into it, dissipating its form. Noah didn’t seem to be done as three more rapidly rotating tornadoes rushed where the Admiral was

Chekhov looked at the incoming mini-tornadoes and waved his hand, a purple blade forming which split the rotating winds apart as if they were paper. The field calmed down after this trading of attacks, Chekhov was still bubbling with anger and grief but was gradually calming down. More purple swords were forming beside him as he spoke

"Yes he was in the wrong, but he didn’t deserve death." His rage seemed to have been reignited as he finished his words and the purple swords around him began to vibrate

Noah watched and then pulled out the new skill book he had obtained before the purple fist came crashing down on him. The glistening book was on his hand for only a second, before he brought it near his body and it was dissolved in colorful lights that went inside

Admiral Chekhov looked at this happening and became even angrier, screaming out while commanding his large vibrating swords to rush forward "If you had shown your level of power, none of this would have happened! My son would not have called for a Death Match, we would have simply waited another week for the next skill book and moved on. This is your fault!"

His rage was palpitating as his purple sword neared Noah’s position

BOOM!

A resounding explosion rang out after, the purple swords being destroyed by the explosion, leaving behind a wide area where ice elements were still fluctuating. [Frigid Impermanence] was cast once again, but this time from the hands of someone else.

Magnar looked at this site with incredulousness, questioning the mana reserves of the man that kept on throwing spells left and right.

Calmness seemed to have returned on Admiral Chekov’s face as his mind seemed to be made up, numerous purple spiked fists and sword beginning to appear around him.

At this time though, a sultry voice rang out in the destroyed Coliseum.

"Haha, Chekhov, you’re actually planning on going all out in the middle of a city?"

Unknown to everyone, a huge black eagle that was boasting more than 5 meters in size was suspended in the sky. A woman with flowing golden hair sat atop this eagle

Magnar soon felt elated at this person’s arrival that signified the end to the mess today. He saw Admiral Chekhov’s expression change to that of annoyance in the midst of anger and pain as he spoke, "Why are you here?"

The woman laughed mischievously as her eagle neared the floating Noah in the sky. She looked at this foreign hunter before speaking "Now where has someone like you been hiding all this time?"

The woman atop the eagle pulled her eyes from Noah and observed the destroyed arena while continuing, now with a stern tone "I came to resolve any issues from the peak powerhouses of the empire that should not be fighting amongst themselves during this time of crisis"

Chekhov didn’t seem to mind as the woman ignored him and he looked towards the man that stood calmly in the air. He knew that he would not be getting anything resolved. The man before him had risen to a position no lower than him, and seemed like he was only getting started.

The thing that caused him even more pain was the utter stupidity of the entire affair. None of the things that occurred were necessary. If only his son had just swallowed his anger and waited. If only he knew about the person he set up a match with. If only...

He was a smart man and knew not to go down the path of destruction. There were many more people depending on him. This conflict will end here. The damage done now was already too much and he didn’t want it to continue further. He gave a tired sigh as the purple disc below his legs moved towards the destroyed arena. He tenderly looked at the remains of his son and bent down to pick up what remained, and quietly flew away.

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I observed the woman in the air with great interest as she stood on the menacing black eagle. I had recognized that huge eagle from clips I had seen in the past.

My heart was still pounding from the battles that had just finished while watching the sad figure of Admiral Chekhov move away

I wasn’t remotely sorry for the death of Andrei. He came after me, knowing full well the Death Match would result in death. He was okay with this, his people were okay with this, and those that cleared and issued the deathmatch were okay with this. They just got wrong which person would be dying.

The thrill of withstanding the destructive damage of [Frigid Impermanence-Unstable and destructive ice elements erupt in a specified 5-meter area] and then gaining the skill myself was hard to describe. The fact that this skill dropped and not the one that turned his body golden meant it was at a higher level than the usual rank A skills

Back then, I was even skeptical of being able to withstand the power of the Admiral that had decided to come to the city to watch his son. Did he really think I would stop in the middle of the match just because he said so? If it was me from a few days back who still held a few rank C skills, maybe I would have stood down.

But I knew my power would near if not rival a rank A with all the boosts I was receiving from skills and had also received many rank B skills that emboldened me to make the gamble of obtaining another rank A skill by taking out Andrei, and it worked.

The Admiral’s attacks were ferocious and damaged the [Scale Armor], and after bypassing [Arcanist’s Sphere of Protection] and [Golden Halo], they could barely just leave cuts and bruises on my body, similar to the devastating damage of [Frigid Impermanence]

I was curious about the skill that allowed the Admiral to form those spiked fists and swords, but that would have to wait as I watched the woman turn her attention to me. She spoke in that melodious voice of hers that demanded attention

"I’ll be the first to congratulate the newest rank A hunter of The Blessed Empire, Mr. Noah Osmont. I’m known as Elizabeth, but you can call me Liz"

I tried not to get taken in by her cadence as I smiled and said, "Thanks for stepping in, I wasn’t sure I could hold on any longer"

Her figure shook as she let out another laugh and said "Really? You seemed inexhaustible, like you could go on for an entire day"

I shook my head at these words and looked at the coming Vice Admiral that was shouting directions to members of the regiment to help those who were injured and calm the chaos around the arena

"Oh, you have little Magnar to thank for my appearance here today, he called in a favor from long ago and used it for you" She said as she watched him come over

I looked towards Magnar. I was actually very thankful for the continued help from this Vice Admiral, and was planning on doing my best to bolster his forces in the coming days. I flew down as the huge eagle also descended to meet the Vice Admiral that was looking towards us with a delighted expression