1253 You think you can win with these small tricks!?
"Your men...?
Who...?"
Nux questioned with a playful smile on his face. Arcturus on the other hand, narrowed his eyes in confusion. Nux seemed a little too calm in this situation, it was as if he had a trump card he was hiding.
And just when he was thinking about this,
40 out of the 50 Divine Stage Dragons who had surrounded the stadium turned back into their humanoid forms and stood behind Nux.
"What...?"
Arcturus and everyone else present in the stadium blinked in surprise, unable to believe what they were seeing. Even Ambrosia, who always seemed to have this curious smile on her face was staring at the stage with utter disbelief.
Nux, on the other hand, simply stared at Arcturus and,
"What men were you talking about, eh?
The 10 of them?
Who said they were going to get out of this alive?"
He questioned.
In truth, the Dragon Lord had 60 Divine Stage Dragons as his subordinates, one of them was killed by Vyriana's pressure, 10 of them normally guarded the Void Prison and the rest did what they wanted.
Right now, in order for others to not realize that one of his subordinates had been killed and break his momentum, Arcturus brought one of the Void Prison Guards along with him.
Nux actually wanted to enslave all 59 Dragons Arcturus had under his command, however, his trick couldn't work on the Void Prison Guards and Arcturus's 10 closest subordinates who always remained together.
If he pulled one of them into the Portal, the others would be alerted, making it difficult for him to proceed with his plans.
In the end, Nux could only enslave 39 of Arcturus's total subordinates, of course, it was more than half of his men and was more than enough to get his work done.
The Dragon Lord stared at his subordinates and with a heavy tone, he questioned.
"What is the meaning of this?"
Instead of answering, the Dragons stayed silent and Nux took the opportunity to interject,
"What meaning?
They simply chose the better leader?
I mean, who would want a foolish brute, gathering his strongest of subordinates, moving around all over the continent, and making a fool out of himself?
There is a time when this idiocy needs to stop.
Actually, I even wish to offer those standing together with you,
Why don't you guys join me as well? There's no point dying for an incompetent leader, is there?
Adding the 31 Elves, I have 70 Divine Stage Cultivators with me,
You can't possibly be thinking about winning this battle, are you?
Or do you have a force that is willing to support you in this battle?"
Nux questioned as he glanced at all the Divine Stage Cultivators present in the stadium. Of course, no one was willing to extend a helping hand.
Nux was riddled with mystories, the Dragon Lord was after his life for such a long time yet here he stood, without as much as a single injury on his body, there was no reason to antagonize him, especially when they had nothing to do with this situation.
The Dragon Lord was on his own.
"An 11 vs 70 battle, I wonder how exciting would that be."
Nux muttered with a curious look on his face, the intent behind his words couldn't be clearer, he wanted to shake the confidence of the Dragons and get them to shift to his side. Even when this bastard had a complete advantage in the battle, he was still aiming for more.
'Hateful brat.'
Ambrosia couldn't help but snort inwardly.
She couldn't believe how unlike Lyriana, who seemed like she knew everything that was going to happen, she was clueless.
'To think that brat revealed everything to her but not me.
Let this end, I will make sure to have a talk with him.'
Ambrosia glanced at Nux and narrowed her eyes.
"Hmm?"
Nux frowned, for some reason, he could feel goosebumps all over his body. It was as if something bad was about to happen and just then,
"You think you can win with these small tricks!?"
BOOOOM
Arcturus shouted as his Aura burst out at full force.
BOOM BOOM BOOM
"Aaaaagggghhh!! Run! Run!"
"The Dragon Lord lost control! Run!!"
From the intense pressure he was releasing, the Stadium started to collapse. People sitting inside panicked, they came here prepared and most of them believed that they had the power to get away in case something bad happened, Arcturus's aura, however, was much stronger than anyone could imagine.
"He has gotten stronger."
Alaric commented with a grim look on his face. Arcturus wasn't this strong the last time they sparred.
The Vampire King was doing fine since his Law of Self was strong enough to protect himself, however, the same couldn't be said for other Divine Stage Cultivators.
In front of the pressure Arcturus released, they could all feel their legs trembling despite being in the same realm as him.
'Well, there is a reason he is the Dragon Lord.'
Nux muttered inwardly.
He was impressed, Arcturus, was without a doubt, the strongest Incomplete Cultivator he had ever seen. Nux didn't know how exactly strong the Vampire King was, however, he doubted that even Alaric could defeat this monster in front of him.
After all, he needed the help of around 50 Divine Stage Cultivators just to negate the pressure Arcturus was released and remain standing.
Nux was sure that if he or his wives stepped out of the Divine Stage Cultivators' protection, they would be crushed in an instant.
The commotion the sole man had caused all around him was surprising, the huge arena had collapsed, there was debris all over the place, cracks on the ground were visible and more than 1000 cultivators had already died.
The Dragon Lord then glanced at Nux and,
"This will be your burial."
He threatened in a heavy voice, his voice reverberating throughout the arena, making many tremble in uncontrollable fear.
Everyone could tell that the Dragon Lord was truly enraged. The 10 Dragons flying behind him stopped having any kind of foolish second thoughts.
So what if more than half of them had betrayed them? Their Lord was still there, wasn't he? What did they have to fear when they knew just how strong their Lord actually was!?
With that thought in their mind, they prepared for the final battle.
"What a coincidence, I wished to say the same."
Nux didn't back down either, he believed the numbers he had gathered. A 70v11 shouldn't be a question, especially when he could simply order his men to use their life source and put their lives on the line.
With his intent clear, his slaves stepped forward.
BOOOOOM
Their Aura burst out as well.
BOOM BOOM BOOM
More and more explosions were heard all over the place, it wasn't just the Arena, the entire continent trembled and everyone knew that if this continued, the United Continent, and even the entire Yrniel would cease to exist.
A solemn look appeared on Alaric's face, he wanted to interrupt, however, before he could,
"You people sure are bold."
A voice was heard and in an instant,
"..."
Absolute silence fell over the place and all Divine Stage Cultivators lost all their powers and fell on the ground without being able to show any form of resistance.
Step Step
As the people turned towards the footsteps, their eyes fell on two extremely new, but familiar faces.
'They are here again.'
Alaric muttered inwardly as he narrowed his eyes. He tried to stand up, but he could feel a strange powerlessness in his body. The situation was different from when Vyriana used her pressure to keep them down. Back then, it felt like the overpowering pressure would crush them, right now, however, they couldn't feel any pressure on them, it was as if someone had pressed a button and their bodies had stopped working.
"Lord Caesar, Lady Faustina."
Nux, who was perfectly fine walked towards the two Progenitors and bowed his head,
"I knew you were a troublemaker the moment I met you, but this...
Just what in the hell are you doing?"
Caesar questioned with an annoyed look on his face.
He also didn't fail to notice that Vyriana had appeared next to Nux, prepared to act if something happened, Both Progenitors stared at each other, communicating with their eyes.
"Nothing much, just settling some previous grudge." Nux, on the other hand, replied with a smile.
"A grudge? Against the Dragon Lord...?"
Caesar questioned.
"That bastard killed my son Vedier! He was the Dragon Hero!" Arcturus shouted, his eyes bloodshot but he was powerless to move.
"You killed the Dragon Hero...?" Caesar narrowed his eyes.
"He threatened to kill my family." Nux shrugged.
"Bullshit! You and your so-called family hide in that portal of yours! How was he going to kill your family!?"
Arcturus was quick to retort.
"Well, he dared to threaten my family.
It doesn't excuse him if he doesn't have the strength to do what he said."
Nux didn't care.
"You fucking bast-"
Arcturus wanted to shout, but then, Caesar waved his hand to shut him up and,
"It is the grudge between the two of you, correct?
There is no need to involve so many people, solve it like warriors do, You two will fight it out in a 1v1 duel.
And whether that will be a deathmatch or not, it depends on you."
