Chapter 675
Ember's voice echoes through my mind as the silver blade comes down toward us.
"Block it. This first round shouldn't be difficult with the new power we've gained."
Despite these words, I can't sense the blade's true power. It is tens of times longer than my greater form's rendition of my soul weapon, yet I still act as if this is a deadly strike, putting almost everything I have into a block, even activating the hexagonal defensive array in front of my blade while swinging upward.
Ember grins and flies up to block with a clawed hand as well, but he doesn't even use the silver energy he did while attacking the fiery hound in our last fight.
When the city-sized blade crashes down to slam against my barrier and Ember's claw, I feel its immense pressure, but it stops with ease, not even making it a quarter of the way through my defenses.
A massive silver [3]... [2]... [1]... [0]... floats in the sky, and as the [0] dissipates, so does the entire sword pushing down on us.
The Demon's arm moves back upward into its dormant position, and new text appears.
[Round 2 of 9 Shall Commence.]
The same Demon's arm grows a new silver blade, and on the opposite side of the statue, a second silver blade forms right after.