CHAPTER 1140  DUMBASS

"End it quickly, I don't have all day."

Vyriana spoke as she sat together with Nux's wives.

Nux stared at them with a deadpan look on his face, then, however, he just shook his head and walked towards the Bloodmoon Clan members as he took out a sword from his storage ring.

"Oh well, a 1v54 it is.

13 v 54 was an overkill honestly, not that this is any different."

He shrugged.

"L-Lord Darain…?"

The Bloodmoon Clan members couldn't believe what was happening in front of them. Not only them but even Darain himself was taken aback.

This sheer disrespect…

It frustrated him, he quickly recalled the last time he met this bastard a week ago, his anger piled up and suddenly, he raised his hand.

"I'll take him on."

Obviously, he couldn't allow all his Clan members to surround and outnumber him, as convenient as it sounds, his pride as a Saint wouldn't allow him to do that. As angry as he was, he still needed to uphold his pride.

A sword then appeared in his hands, he walked towards Nux, matching his pace, then as the two of them got close to each other, Darain slashed his sword, aiming to cut Nux's arm.

"Zenith Flow, 1st Level,"Nux muttered, adjusting his body as he got activated the first layer of the Zenith Flow and then, he moved.

At the last second, he dodged Darain's attack, and before the man could react,

*Slash*

*Clank*

'Huh…?'

Nux's sword cut his wrist. Darain's wrist and the sword he was holding fell on the ground and once his brain registered it, his eyes widened in horror.

He couldn't see Nux move!

How was that possible!? He was a Saint! Even if Nux is a Complete Cultivator, he was only a Complete Semi Saint! There were chances that he could be faster than him considering that Darain focused more on strength rather than speed, but…

How could the difference in speed be this absurd!?

His nightmare, however, had just begun.

*Slash* *Slash* *Slash*

Nux's sword moved, all his attacks came from such an angle that parrying or dodging the attack was no simple task, especially considering that his sword was not in his hand, not to mention the intense pain he felt in his right hand.

Nux wasn't even giving him a chance to take out another sword, let alone drink a Healing Potion. Darain was barely holding himself on under Nux's continuous assault and even then, there were cuts and wounds all over his body.

Within just 2 seconds since the battle started, Darain was already overwhelmed by his opponent who was 'merely' a Semi Saint. Darain's confidence had shattered in an instant.

He could die.

The moment his brain registered that, he was overwhelmed with fear, and the moment he did, there was a delay of a millisecond in his movements, a delay that Nux didn't miss.

If it was a normal situation, then by the time his brain could decide what to do, Darain would have already corrected his position, however,

*Slash*

"AAGaaggGGGGHhHhHHH!!"

Darain's entire arm was chopped off.

"Give up, I could have beheaded you 3 times already, there is no point in continuing this any longer."

Suddenly, Darain heard Nux's eerily calm voice.

"If you wish to keep your life, give up and be my slave."

The more Nux spoke, the more Darain panicked, he was trying to run back and create some distance between himself and this monster, Nux however, continued to chase him no matter where he went. Darain's heart was beating as quickly as it could, his instincts were desperately warning him about the impending doom. He knew that if he didn't do something, he would actually die.

"W-What are you doing!? Attack him together! T-This bastard is dangerous!"

Darain shouted as loudly as he could, in the end, he decided to throw away his 'pride' and called for help.

And as if they had been waiting for this exact moment, the members of the Bloodmoon Clan moved, and the Mana Cultivators who had already prepared their spells unleashed their spells in an instant.

A Huge Magic Circle formed under Nux's legs, and around 100 Binding Chains came out of the ground, trying to bind Nux, however, before the chains could touch him, Nux disappeared.

'W-What!?'

Darain couldn't understand, he looked around, soon, however, his instincts roared and he rolled forward, barely dodging Nux's sword that was about to chop off his other arm.

Only 4 seconds had passed since the battle started, and only 1 had passed since Nux had chopped his arm off. Darain still needed 24 more seconds to regenerate his Arm. Darain knew he couldn't lose his other arm as well, if that happened, the battle would end.

He needed to hold out for 24 more seconds, it was a short time for most people, but for Darain, he already considered them as the longest 24 seconds in his life.

What Darain didn't know, however, was that holding out for 24 seconds was the least of his worries.

"Lord Darain!!"

Darain heard a shout, he looked only to see his Clan members pointing at him with horrified looks on their faces, however, before he could look around and understand the issue,

*BOOOOOOMM*

He was engulfed by a Huge explosion.

When Darian rolled forward to dodge Nux's sword, he rolled right into the Spells his Mana Cultivators had unleashed to target Nux.

The entire stadium turned silent, it was an explosion that was caused by the combination of spells cast by 34 Mages and Darain took that directly with only his natural Mana protecting him.

No matter how strong his Mana shield was, the fact that it was already weakened because of Nux's continuous attacks and didn't have the time to recover, and the fact that the explosion was quite strong itself,

The result of this battle was already clear.

"Dumbass," Nux commented as he started walking towards Darain.

He didn't even wait for the smoke to clear up, after all, if there is one thing you shouldn't give to a Vampire in a Battlefield, it was time.

Not that it would actually change anything, Nux just didn't see the need to extend this battle more than it was required.

"You fucking bastard! Stop right there!": owner of this content.