Primordial Expanse: I have the Strongest Talent!

Chapter 312: A battle of taunts

Varkoth's crimson eyes blazed with fury as he locked onto Alex's smirking face.

The memory of nearly being crushed under the weight of the entire base collapsing on him was a bitter reminder of their last encounter.

It was because of this man that his honour had been tarnished, and his reputation absolutely ruined.

If anything, his downfall only served to boost Alex's infamy among the Red Demon race.

And now, here he was, standing before him.

The very embodiment of the mistake that had cost him everything.

"You dare return, human?" Varkoth's voice rumbled with barely contained rage.

His claws digging into the rocky ground of the cliff below his feet.

The sheer force of his anger caused the ground to tremble, sending cracks spider webbing out from where he stood.

"You should have stayed hidden, buried in the dirt like the worm you are!"

Alex remained calm, his smirk widening as he stepped out of the airlock onto the cliff's edge, joining Varkoth.

He wasn't phased one bit by Varkoth's provocations, instead it was clear that his own provocations had worked wonderfully.

His ship disappeared into his spatial storage immediately after.

"Come on, Varkoth. We both knew this day would come. You spared me once, but now… now I'm here. You said the next time we met would be my last, well? Why don't we test that out?"

The Red Demon's muscles tensed, his scales flickering in a display of power.

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He had indeed made such a promise.

But one thing worried him a little.

Alex was stronger now, and he could feel it.

He could sense it in the way the human carried himself, his confidence, the energy radiating off of him.

But it didn't matter.

Varkoth was a prodigy, a warrior unmatched in skill and ferocity.

He would crush Alex this time, no matter if it went against his code of honour or not.

He had already lost that, so he really had nothing to lose anymore.

Other than his life…

With a deafening roar, Varkoth launched himself at Alex.

The sheer force of his takeoff sent the tip of the cliff barrelling downwards on the battlefield below, which only served as an announcement of the fight that had begun above them.

When the rocks reached the ground, nearly everyone on the battlefield was startled and immediately looked up to where they had fallen from, only to see Varkoth and Alex engaging in combat.

The Red Demons were excited. Varkoth was perhaps the strongest prodigy they had sent out to the Shen Wu system, and Alex was by far the strongest Prodigy the Humans had sent out.

In fact, Alex was the strongest Prodigy the Humans had in general!

In their eyes, other than the commander in charge of the entire invasion of the Shen Wu system, only Varkoth had the capabilities to take Alex out.

The fights on the battlefield almost came to a halt as the Red Demons stopped attacking and instead diverted their attention to the fight above.

The humans facing them were so flabbergasted by this sudden turn of events that they joined them in spectating, wanting to know what all the fuss was about.

Unlike the Red Demons, they only recognised one party in the fight, Alex.

As for Varkoth, he was mostly unknown to the humans.

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'Let's see what the hype about this guy was all about then.'

Alex was ready to receive attacks from Varkoth the moment he stepped into the airlock of his ship.

From the way the Elites he had faced before were so obedient to him, he was interested in seeing just how much stronger he was than them, considering he was technically the same rank.

Varkoth launched himself at him, and the battlefield below seemed to hold its breath.

The sound of the earth splitting apart beneath Varkoth's feat was like a thunderous drum announcing the start of the well anticipated battle.

Alex barely flinched as Varkoth's massive frame hurtled towards him, claws outstretched, aiming to tear him apart.

In that split second, Alex summoned his Phoenix Flames, the air around him shimmering with a sudden, intense heat.

His body became enveloped in a clock of crimson fire.

Varkoth's claws met the Phoenix Flames, but instead of cutting through flesh like he had expected, they were met with the searing heat of the Divine Phoenix's wrath.,

The Red Demon recoiled, a snarl of pain and surprise escaping his lips as the flames licked at his scales, leaving slightly charred marks in their wake.

"So this is how you were able to so easily take on four of my elites at once!" Varkoth shouted, as if he had come to a realisation.

But Alex met him with a blank face, not willing to spare a few words for him in the midst of their fight.

To be truthful, Alex was still rather wary.

What made the four elites so unique were their talents.

And so far, Varkoth hadn't shown any indication that he had such a talent yet.

But it would be almost impossible to reach the level of a top prodigy like him without the use of a talent, so he was sure to just be hiding it for now.

Varkoth's realisation did little to quell the anger boiling inside of him.

The sight of his claws failing to pierce through Alex's defences only fueled his rage further.

The Red Demon had previously underestimated him once before by sending in his four elites to deal with him, and he had once again underestimated him.

"ROARR!"

With a guttural growl, Varkoth adjusted his stance, muscles coiling like a spring ready to release.

He clawed at Alex once more, this time with a more calculated approach.

His claws, now glowing with a dark silver, cut through the air with a terrifying speed, aiming for any exposed part of Alex's body.

The force behind each swipe was enough to shatter an entire mountain top.

And Alex would have to tank each of those with his body!

But it wasn't the force behind the swipes Alex was worried about…