A fight for life
Author: Mr Ecstasy
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

"Swords will!" Atticus shouted, and his entire being became a whirlwind of sword energy. In a blur of motion, he cut through the attacking soldiers like a tempest, his sword lights finding every weakness in their defenses. The battlefield was filled with the screams of soldiers as Atticus carved a path through their ranks.

As Atticus's gaze turned back to King Jiang Shao, a renewed determination filled his eyes.

"Boom!"

He moved with blinding speed, creating a shockwave that sent the remaining soldiers flying like leaves in the wind. His target was the king, and his intention was clear – vengeance.

Jiang Shao, however, was not defenseless. As Atticus closed in, his general drew his own sword, wreathed in flames, and met Atticus's strike with a fierce clash. The two warriors engaged in a high-speed battle, their swords clashing with thunderous roars. The Listrea's general fire elemental powers surged through his strikes, adding an explosive element to their combat.

The garden became a battlefield of fire and steel as the two combatants dueled with intensity. Atticus's swordsmanship was refined and deadly, while his opposition's mastery of fire added an unpredictable element to the fight. Sparks flew with each clash of their blades, and the very ground trembled beneath their feets.

As the intense battle raged on between Atticus and Listrea's general, Lei Ming, the garden bore witness to their relentless clash of swords and elemental powers. Flames danced in the air as the two warriors pushed the limits of their strength and skill.

Atticus, fueled by a potent mix of rage and determination, steadily gained the upper hand. His movements became a blur, and his swordsmanship grew more precise with each passing moment. Lei Ming, while formidable, struggled to keep up with Atticus's relentless assault.

With each strike, Atticus inched closer to breaking through Lei Ming's defenses. His sword seemed to move of its own accord, seeking out weak points and exploiting them. Lei Ming's defenses began to falter, and his breath grew heavier with each swing of his sword.

In a sudden, explosive burst of energy, Atticus unleashed a flurry of strikes that overwhelmed Lei Ming's defenses. The Listrea general staggered backward, his feet skidding on the garden's lush greenery. Atticus pressed his advantage, his strikes relentless and unyielding.

With a final, powerful blow, Atticus sent Lei Ming crashing to the ground. The impact sent shockwaves through the earth, and the Listrea general spat out a mouthful of blood as he lay sprawled on the ground.

Gasping for breath, Lei Ming finally realized the true extent of Atticus's stamina and explosive power. He had underestimated the Eldoria general, and now he paid the price for his arrogance. Atticus stood over his fallen foe, his sword poised for a finishing blow, his eyes burning with determination.

Just as Atticus was about to strike, Jiang Shao called out with a sinister smile. "Atticus, think twice before you strike!"

Atticus hesitated for a moment, his sword mere inches from its target. His eyes widened in disbelief as he saw Jiang Shao holding one of Atticus's unconscious royal guards, a knife pressed against the guard's throat.

"What's the matter, Atticus? Are you willing to trade your comrade's life for mine?" Jiang Shao taunted, his eyes gleaming with a malevolent glint.

Atticus was faced with an impossible choice, his sense of duty warring with his loyalty to his guard. The seconds ticked by, each one heavier than the last, as he grappled with the decision that could determine the outcome of this deadly confrontation.

"Indecisive as always" Jiang Shao said in a disappointed tone as he slit the guards throat.

"Nooo!" In rage Atticus sword came down on bloodied Lei ming as he ripped open his chest. A splash of blood fell on Atticus and his eyes stinged with tears as pain filled his heart. If one looked around, only a bloody scene filled with dead and broken bodies would be seen.

The once beautiful garden carried and atmosphere of death and the pond had become deep crimson from the blood of his foes. Atticus turned to look at Jiang Shao, who at this point had another guard in his hands, the rest of them were already dead with their throats slit.

"You didn't exactly think I would leave them alive did you?" Jiang Shao said, his voice dripping with malevolence as he saw Atticus gaze shift to his dead guards.

"You caused this, I mean you could have prevented all this if you weren't so goddamned talented to the point your own king saw you as a threat." Jiang Shao said as he held the last Eldorian guard by the neck and lifted him up in the air.

"Don't!" Atticus said to Jiang Shao in a weak and raspy voice.

"You don't get to give me orders boy!" Jiang Shao's hand Ignited in flames and this seemed to jolt the unconscious soldier awake. The Eldorian guard tried to free himself out of Jiang Shao's flaming hold for the pain of being burned gave him a literal feeling of hell.

"Jiang Shao!" Atticus roared in rage that seemed to burn hotter than hell itself as he leapt at the Listrea's king. His movement breaking a sound barrier as he imbued his sword with his qi.

Jiang Shao flames spiked and engulfed the guards entire body, his screams filling the entire garden, as he saw Atticus approach him, he lunged the flaming guard at him.

Atticus's stride is broken by the body of his flaming guard as he caught him in mid air and settled him on the floor. The flame had done its job and the Eldorian guard had let out his last breath. Atticus eyes were red from pain and he looked at Jiang Shao who stared back with a smile. 'The murderer seemed to be enjoying this!'

Atticus's fury burned hotter than the flames that had consumed his guard, and he knew there was no turning back. In a burst of speed that shattered the sound barrier once more, he lunged at Jiang Shao, his sword brimming with his qi.

But Jiang Shao was prepared. His body seemed to turn to steel as Atticus's sword struck, creating sparks that illuminated the dark garden. With a sneer, Jiang Shao retaliated, his punches landing with bone-shattering force. Atticus was thrown around like a ragdoll, his bones cracking, and blood spewing from his mouth.

Before Atticus could recollect himself another punch had hit him, over and over again his blood flew around and his body thrown about. Atticus hadn't felt so weak in a long time, In the midst of the brutal fight Jiang Shao spoke with a chilling calmness, his words cutting through the chaos.

"You think you're a hero, Atticus, but you're nothing more than a pawn in a game that has been played long before you were even born. I fought wars before you took your first breath, and I'll continue to do so after you're gone."

Each word seemed to carry the weight of years, and Atticus's vision blurred as he struggled to stay conscious. Jiang Shao's relentless assault continued, a brutal reminder of the power of Listrea's king.

The garden, once a place of tranquility and beauty, had become a battleground of despair, and Atticus's fate hung in the balance as he fought to survive against a foe who seemed invincible.

Memories flashed in Atticus's mind, the face of his beautiful wife came to mind...his unborn child.

"Mei" his voiced out weakly as he rested his back on the now broken apart Stones of the garden's water fountain. Jiang Shao walked towards him with his flaming hands, he was far from done.

'I can't die here' Atticus knew that it was time to escape, he Couldn't win but he could at least try get back to Eldoria with him hanging on to his life...and maybe just his life.

At this point he took the step most warriors will never take except if they saw no other path than death. He used a forbidden technique that burnt his life essence to increase his cultivation base and strength.

From his peak Spirit Sovereign cultivation his strength started to increase as his very soul started to fuel his strength.

"Boom!" Atticus aura increased as he broke through into the first level of Core formation.

But it did not stop there as his aura still went up.

"Second level!"

"Third level!

"Fourth level!"

Atticus stood from were he was as the air around him started becoming erratic and spiritual energy surged towards him. His cultivation base increased all the way to peak core formation realm.

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