The Third Prince Of Darkness

Chapter 143: Sword of a Thousand Wind Men

"Huh... Huh..."

I was standing at the entrance of the arena, taking deep breaths. The final match was about to begin, and I would be facing Limahlat. I felt a bit excited... No; I was experiencing a sensation that I couldn't quite describe. For a moment, thinking about my previous life, I couldn't shake off the feeling of strangeness.

In my past life, I always believed it was better not to be in the spotlight and that a quiet life would be more peaceful. What was I doing now?

I had truly changed. Perhaps the things that changed me the most were the responsibilities. From the moment I was born as a prince, I was burdened with obligations. Of course, I never hated the fact that I was a prince; on the contrary, I found it quite enjoyable... I just couldn't shake off this strange feeling at the moment.

It was as if my consciousness had left my body and was watching me from a third-person perspective, telling me that the entire world didn't revolve around me.

"Please enter the arena, Mr. Arthur. Your name has already been announced," the attendant said, turning to me.

I took a deep breath again and slapped my cheek hard to try to regain my composure. This was a moment when both my mental and physical health needed to be at their best. With that, I took my first step onto the bright ground of the arena. The arena was as silent as a middle school classroom that had quieted down after the teachers had grown tired of the students' mischief, which felt a bit strange.

It was evident that the aura radiating from the Dragon Queen was extremely intimidating.

A barrier had been specially erected by the Dragon Queen on the outer wall of the arena where the fight would take place, but normally barriers were already established to protect the audience. If asked what the most significant difference was regarding the Dragon Queen's barrier, there would be two answers.

First, it was dozens of times stronger than any random barrier created by a teacher in the academy. Second, this barrier blocked not only magic but also physical attacks. Normally, most barriers created by wizards who could use magic could only block magic, but the Dragon Queen was powerful enough to block physical attacks as well.

However, the greatest advantage of this barrier for me was that I could use not just the ground, but even the barrier itself as a surface. After all, the principle of the barrier was to block everything, whether small or large. In short, this barrier, which surrounded the audience in an oval shape, functioned like an invisible steel wall.

Since the barrier was also a spell, it didn't possess intelligence; therefore, with enough speed and force, I could run on top of this barrier like a vertical wall. I planned to use my air element to utilize this barrier as a sort of ground.

When I turned my head again and looked at Limahlat's face with its crazy smile, my breath quickened, but it wasn't just from excitement; it was also due to the pressure Limahlat was exerting on me. In the center of the arena, she stood like a gigantic figure, gazing at me with a dark glimmer in her eyes. The long, double-headed black spear in her hand looked like a dazzling call to death.

It was impossible to forget that she was a demon—a woman both extremely powerful and extraordinarily alluring... But this was the final match, and I couldn't afford the mistake of falling for her charm.

"Begin!" The referee's shout echoed in my ears. The moment Limahlat moved, I felt the surrounding energy intensify. The demonic energy shook the arena, and the ground seemed to crumble, as if bowing to her footprints. But I couldn't remain idle.

Calling upon my air element, I created a wind around me. My steps quickened, and I leaped forward with nearly invisible speed. As Limahlat swung her spear with great force, her eyes followed my movements. But I had already made my plan. I quickly jumped to the right and allowed the wind to carry me; at that moment, Limahlat's spear shattered the spot I had just vacated.

With the aid of my air element, my speed increased, and my attacks became sharper.

"Is this all you've got, Arthur?" Limahlat's voice was cold and mocking. Her eyes gleamed like red flames. "Show me more!"

Without pausing for a moment, I called upon my earth element. Lifting the ground beneath my feet, I created a massive stone pillar and hurled it at Limahlat. But Limahlat was ready. She swung her spear, enveloped in fire, and the stone pillar was reduced to ashes. Half of the arena was engulfed in flames. Destruction was inevitable.

But this was just the beginning.

My mind had cleared. I was aware of Limahlat's physical and mental abilities. I knew she possessed a dangerous power like mind control. I had to be cautious to avoid becoming her prey the moment I let my guard down. However, I didn't have the luxury to permit that right now. We were facing a power that could tear the arena apart.

But that was also her greatest weakness. Yes, she was powerful, but controlling that power could be difficult for her.

I summoned the water element and gathered the water vapor in the surrounding atmosphere. As Limahlat swung her spear and prepared to attack me with fire, I created a water shield. When the flames struck my shield, a cloud of steam enveloped us. This was my opportunity.

I felt Limahlat trying to read my mind. With her power, she was attempting to infiltrate my thoughts. I could hear a whisper inside my head, but I wouldn't let myself get caught up in it. Using my air element, I quickly vanished into the steam and ran towards the barrier. I started climbing the transparent surface of the barrier, using it like ground.

When Limahlat raised her head and saw me, she opened her arms and conjured a fiery tornado. As the flames surrounded the arena, they were also tearing apart the ground.

But that wasn't a problem for me. I jumped over the barrier, using my air element to glide over Limahlat. I swung my sword in the air, and the wind gathering around my sword sharpened the blade. Limahlat swiftly raised her spear to block my attack, but the explosion of energy between us shook the arena.

I pulled back, again using the barrier as ground, and maintained my balance on top of the vertical barrier. I tried to regulate my breath among the astonished gazes of the spectators right behind me. When I saw Limahlat throwing her long spear at me, I quickly drew power from my legs and leaped over the barrier.

Just then, a kick aimed right at my groin threw me off balance, but fortunately, I was able to protect myself with my elbows. However, while I was off balance, I noticed Limahlat's tail coiling around my throat like a sharp whip.

This tail strike could seriously injure me, but I could only use my hands to protect myself in such a short time. Unfortunately, hands were what I needed most to win this fight. So, taking a risk, I held my hands back and tried to pull my neck as far back as possible to lessen the impact of the strike.

The demonic tail, sharp as a whip and a knife's edge, struck my chest due to my last-minute maneuver and tore through my chest armor. Luckily, I managed to survive this dangerous situation without breaking my ribs, but I was losing blood from the wound on my chest...

Limahlat was not just a demon; she was also the daughter of an extremely powerful man and the princess of demons. For demons, fighting was a matter of pride and honor. In fact, if there was a demon who didn't know how to fight, they would be collectively beaten to death, as they would be seen as a stain on their demon race.

Growing up in such a warrior society, Limahlat, of course, had much more combat experience than I did. According to the rumors about her, she had been walking around with a weapon since she learned to walk. Winning a fight through sheer strength required an absurd difference between opponents, but there was no significant difference between us.

That's why this fight would not be easy to finish. But still, I had a good plan to win. The only person who had defeated me in a fight until now was my father, and there was also a jester I didn't even know the name of who was about to defeat me. For months, I had been working day and night to create a new technique. Continue your adventure at m|v-l'e -NovelBin.net

And as expected, I had created a more effective technique by using both Richard's and the jester's useful techniques. Perhaps it wasn't the most original technique, but it was very difficult to create a technique in such a short time. Moreover, even if I created a new technique, I would still need to work hard to master it later.

Therefore, I combined the useful parts of two techniques based on my previous experiences.

I planned to use this technique in this fight. However, first, I needed to restrict Limahlat's movement as much as possible. As I looked at her, I noticed the piece of earth she was trying to balance on. There was a wild grin on her face as she looked at me, as if she was praising me for stopping her tail strike on my chest just moments ago.

This irritated me, and I focused on simultaneously casting spells of varying sizes with the fingers of both my hands.

"I summon earth, air,water, and fire with unyielding power. The final prison!" I said loudly.

As those words left my mouth, the ground beneath Limahlat began to sway. At the same time, a violent wave of air formed around Limahlat, pushing her backward, and the earth beneath her transformed into a swamp. I could see the mocking smile on Limahlat's face gradually fading as I called forth all my strength for the spell.

Even at that moment I realized that she didn't really take me seriously; but now, it was the perfect time to put my plan into action against her.

The earth merged with the ground beneath her, becoming heavy and swamp-like, slowly drawing her in. The fierce wave of air created by my elemental powers began to push Limahlat back. Although she tried to stabilize herself by anchoring her spear to the ground, I knew this move would buy me some time.

The power within me grew, enhanced by the combination of earth, air, and water elements in this new technique.

"What do you think you're trying to do, Arthur?" Limahlat shouted, her voice tense and mocking. But the uncertainty in her eyes was a sign that I was starting to worry her. However, I held my sword right in front of me and activated my fire element. As blue flames ignited on my sword, I opened my eyes and looked at Limahlat.

"Sword of a Thousand Wind Men..." I said, and as my words echoed through the arena, I surged toward Limahlat like a lightning bolt....

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