Chapter 1466: The Gods’ True Plan
Arad and Core clashed, sending shockwaves across the whole battlefield. For now, their fight was purely physical, with magic used as support only by Arad, because Core didn’t need buffs to match his speed.
Arad was already faster than most people, but he was getting faster each second. The longer he fought Core, the more he saw of the first elf’s dance and learned from him.
Arad had long realised that he couldn’t match Core in speed and strength, and that even with Dalla’s slapping art, he had no chance of winning. His only hope of achieving victory was to learn Core’s dance and use it to slap him back.
Right now, Arad’s main strategy has shifted from trying to win to bolstering his defences to endure as much punishment as possible while observing Core’s every move.
Core moved like a dexterous snake, as if he had no joints. His arms twisted in weird ways, his knees turned backward, and he seemed to be able to turn his head all the way back and fight Arad backward.
But as Arad was fighting him, he made the unfortunate mistake of forgetting what this slender elf was made from: wood, vines, and twigs. Because the moment Arad tried to get some distance to allow his blood healing to regenerate his torn muscles, Core’s arm elongated to over fifty meters and smacked him in the face.
"Your limbs can extend?" Arad gasped, and Core landed with a large smile on his face.
The drummer above them started drumming, and Core laughed, "Of course, have you forgotten? I’m the child of Yggdrasil, the Great World Tree of space that extends to every world. Do you think my arms can’t reach you just because you’ve got a few feet away?"
Core started spinning his arm with a grin and then threw his fist at Arad, causing his arm to extend like a piece of dough. Arad dodged the first, only to see Core bolting toward him like a ball shot from a slingshot.
Arad spun, engulfed his whole arm in a tough barrier that blocks almost all bludgeoning damage, and tried to cut Core in half with an elbow slam.