Roar! The black dragon sword seethed in anger as Liam swung the weapon at the person in front of him.
"Interesting. Caged dragons? Using your own spirit as a weapon?" The tower master sneered.
"You are able to command so much power with your tiny soul! You weapon masters are a crazy bunch indeed."
BANG.
Before Liam could even touch the guy, he was flung away. He had used everything he had, but the other party did not even care. He still kicked him away like a yapping little dog.
BANG!
Liam punched the ground in frustration. Was it all over? He gritted his teeth and stood up again, but his health was already on the margin. He took a health potion and drank it hurriedly.
However, the main problem remained. In person or not, this tower master was unbeatable. What was he going to do now? He looked at the guy in front of him, mockingly looking down on him.
Am I really only this much? No! Liam roared and ran right back, charging at the same person. At this point, there was nothing else to do. He could only fight, and he was going to fight with all he had.
He swung the black dragon sword combining the weapon with fire elemental wisps, increasing his speed and power. He used the entirety of his mana core.
Even if the other person had an iron defense, it was still not impossible to break it. Everything can be brought down, and he will bring it down no matter what.
Raaaa! He shouted and used his illusion technique to charge forward. Three massive fire slashes rippled through the air, cutting at the big guy.
Liam did not stop there and immediately retreated to leap back from the other side once again. He sent another three fire slashes.
Fire rained from all sides, and he continued attacking without stopping. He also had the most mastery in this element, so the damage numbers were terrifying.
By the time he was done, his attack was no lesser than the giant fire serpent that took hold of the entire arena. The whole place was burning.
Liam panted, retreating back. He did not stop and started casting a [Dark Cutter] to deal more damage. The attack also landed perfectly, with everything bombarding the tower master.
Sweat trickled down, and Liam's breathing became even more ragged. He was truly at his limits. "This has to work." He muttered.
As if answering his words, the other person laughed loudly. "Eh? This pest won't go down easily?"
He casually sent a punch in the air, and a huge swirl of mana appeared out of nowhere. It formed a vortex, completely sweeping everything clean.
"Didn't I tell you? I am a saint, you fool. Know the difference between an ant and a dragon! Stay down where you belong."
The aftermath sent Liam flying away, once again thrashing him on the ground.
He still did not take it lying down. But whatever he did, the tower master easily countered. He used everything he had, and it was of no use. Whatever he did only seemed to be pointless.
In the end, the big guy clutched him, grasping him by his throat, and lifted him.
Liam struggled kicking his legs. He couldn't breathe. He was suffocating. Seeing this, a small white fox dashed forward out of nowhere.
Luna couldn't take it anymore. She had stayed in a corner, hiding, because Liam had asked her to but she didn't bother about that any longer.
She rushed towards the huge guy and leaped up into the air, biting the hand that was holding Liam.
"Hmph! I will deal with you later. Stay quiet." The tower master flung her aside like dirt. He didn't have to lift a finger to deal with Liam so why would he sweat the small fox.
However, just like Liam, the small fox as well didn't stay down. She was right back, barring her fangs at him. She came at the guy again and again relentlessly.
The tower master scoffed in annoyance as he did not find this futile exercise amusing. "I said shut up and stay down." He used more force and sent the fox crashing down.
Her spine cracked, and the little fox whined in pain. She still tried standing up, but she was no longer able to. She could only pitifully look at Liam with watery eyes.
Woo. Woo.
"Luna. Stop." Liam closed his eyes as he did not know what to do anymore.
He was once again back where he was, helpless and desperate. He had gained so much and come so far, only to find himself a helpless little weakling again.
Against the normal players, he might be all-powerful, but against an existence like this… he was truly an ant. Any struggle was pointless.
However, he still struggled, trying to get himself out of the choke hold. The tower master sighed and thrashed him to the ground.
Liam was sent flying away, him landing on one side and his sword landing on the other side.
He now had nothing anymore. His soul soldiers, his mana core, his pets, everything was useless against this person.
He looked at the sword lying on the other side of the arena. He could feel the surging black dragon souls within the sword. Only this can help him now.
If he could somehow…
"You need to submit to me completely.. Otherwise…" He mumbled, only half-conscious. As if responding to him, the sword came rushing to his hand.
A flicker of hope appeared as Liam tried to use another move, but before he could do anything, a crushing force put him down.
"Brat, you have wasted enough of my time. That's enough. You cannot beat me. Surrender and submit. I will let you live. It's really simple."
"You have a few slaves, don't you?"
"I want you to become mine. You will become my strongest slave. How about it? This is your one and only chance to survive."
"Hmm? Aren't I generous? You would do good to accept my goodwill while I am still in a happy mood."
Liam shuddered. As the person's feet crushed his body down, trying to put him out like a cigarette, he writhed in pain and agony, but more painful than this were his words.
A slave? His entire life, his past life flashed before his eyes.
He shuddered. No. No. He couldn't go back to that. He would rather die than go back to that.
Liam looked up and spat on the guy's face. "Never." He said resolutely.
"Ba ha ha ha! I knew it! You are a stubborn little turd, aren't you? Good. Good. I was actually hoping that you will say this. Beating you up, torturing you and killing you is more fun!"
"Ba ha ha! Don't you dare think I will give you an easy death! By the time I am done with you, you will be begging to become my slave."
"Here, take some more health potion. Don't die on me." He shoved something into Liam's mouth and then started laughing and beating him up some more.
"So many days of anger! Finally, I can vent out! Ba ha ha ha!"
Thrashed around like a ball on the arena stage, Liam laid on the ground bleeding. He could barely see or feel anything anymore. His whole body was in pain. Everything was a blur.
He was being utterly destroyed. He coughed up blood and tried to think, but all that came up was pain. The only other thing he felt was… the roaring sounds of the numerous dragons within the soul sword.
The souls called out to him from within the sword. They roared and rattled the sword, trying to reach him, but it was of no use.
There were seals holding them down. They couldn't break free or lend anymore of their strength, but it was still the last bit of hope Liam was clinging to.
Compared to all the times before, he could sense them very vividly now, so maybe… just maybe… he could break free one of them?
And just as Liam thought about this, another attack landed smack dab in the middle of the body, shattering his spine completely.
His eyes widened in shock. He knew what the tower master was doing. He was trying to cripple him!
No. No. No. I cannot lose again. I cannot face the same fate again.
He tried desperately to break the shackles of the dragon souls. He used whatever conscience he had left and tried everything that he could.
However, it was no use.
Ba ha ha ha! Another attack landed on him, right at the center of his body, shaking the root of his spirit and soul, his mana core trembling.
Guhak!
Liam spat out mouthful after mouthful of blood. He could see Luna lying down lifelessly, looking at him in pain. These were the same eyes his sister also had when she died in his last life.
He did not want to see this type of eyes again.
BREAK! NOW! He shouted, and the sword rattled. Once again, it yielded nothing. Liam was on the verge of going crazy. Nothing! Nothing was working, and nothing was enough.
However, in this madness, suddenly he felt something strange... something else happened.
Liam froze for a second as he slowly looked up at the big guy sneering at him in disdain and preparing another blow for him.
And when he did… he saw it…
Liam saw the soul lingering in the body. He could clearly sense the old man and his soul's strength. He could feel the wrinkly old eyes staring down at him and savoring his misery.
Liam suddenly felt it. He knew it in his guts.
The black dragons… he might have failed to break their shackles, but this soul… he can do it. He can break it. This soul in front of him was very weak right now.
This was probably the price he had paid to torment Liam, and right now, he was going to use the same thing to take him down!
Yes! He was not done yet!
