Birth of the Demonic Sword Chapter 1909 1909. Telepor

Chapter 1909 1909. Telepor

Noah glanced at his companions in the distance as his mental waves shattered the storms around him and made their energy converge toward his body.
The drawbacks of the cursed sword didn't increase since his new power came from the destruction in his existence, so they had only managed to open a few injuries. Most wounds on his torso came from the explosion of the gales, which his slashes had to weaken after triggering the black lines on their structure. Yet, he had still suffered enough damage to require energy to heal.
King Elbas and the others heaved helpless sighs, shook their heads, or laughed at the sight of Noah's broad smile. Injuries filled his torso, some of his internal organs were even in the open, but he appeared ecstatic. His companions didn't even need to wonder about the source of that feeling. They knew Noah well enough to understand that he was happy about his incredible battle prowess.
On the other hand, Noah couldn't help but feel the awkwardness of the situation. He had led his companions into the hunt, but his power was making them unable to join it. At the same time, he recalled how his Demonic Form spell had put him in similar positions many times in the past.
'Just like the old times,' Noah laughed internally.
The problem with the battlefield was in the actual power that Noah released but in its destructiveness. King Elbas and the others would have to use their peak defensive abilities only to remain around him.
The smaller avatars and the remaining clouds sent a wave of lightning bolts toward Noah and his companions. Heaven and Earth wanted the brown giant to fight against the dogs since they had created it for that exact purpose, so they had to keep those experts busy while their counter destroyed the pack.
The attacks didn't achieve the desired effects. Noah's group had fought against Heaven and Earth's lightning bolts throughout their entire lives. They weren't as good as the old rulers against them, but they could easily take care of a simple wave of rank 9 blows.
King Elbas and the others sent a wave of attacks against the lightning bolts. They had to use powerful techniques, but their idea of powerful had already ignored the world's labels. Instead, Noah didn't even need to slash forward. Black lines appeared on the incoming sparks before his bloodlust triggered the destruction inside them and shattered everything flying toward him.
Noah's mental waves dragged every form of energy toward him due to the intense hunger he felt. He couldn't leave anything behind in his current mental state.
"You can take care of them!" Noah shouted while laughing happily.
The other experts decided to ignore that Noah had gained a monopoly over the strongest opponent on the scene again. All of them couldn't wait to advance to the ninth rank, and one of their major motivations became making sure that he couldn't pull that off again.
"How are we supposed to fight them when you cause a mess every time you attack?" King Elbas complained while throwing inscribed items at the second wave of lightning bolts flying in his direction.
"That's your problem!" Noah shouted before laughing again when he saw that the black clouds had directly stopped trying to attack him.
"Bring that thing away!" King Elbas ordered without bothering wasting time bickering with Noah.
Noah shook his head, but his smile didn't leave his expression. He knew that it wasn't the right time to tease King Elbas, but he couldn't help himself at times.
Countless calculations happened in his mind as he glanced at the brown avatar. Noah took into consideration the massive size of the creature, gained a vague idea of its weight, and understood how much power he would need to push it outside of the battlefield.
Noah knew that his power was incredible right now, but he wanted to avoid going all-out against the appetizer. His instincts were filling his mind with intense raging feelings that threatened to affect his actions, but he didn't forget the reason behind that battle. His goal was to waste Heaven and Earth's energy, meaning that he had to bait out more opponents from the sky.
It was better to let his companions handle the white avatars and the clouds. They didn't feel threatening at all at Noah's current level, but fighting them while fighting the brown giant could be an issue. Also, dividing the enemies among the group would give a chance to the other experts to join the battle, so Noah saw no reason to monopolize the entire battlefield.
Dark energy that featured different faces covered Noah's body and improved the sheer power of his physical strength. He had already activated the new unstable substance, and its effects had turned out to be more than satisfying since his body had managed to remain in one piece against a middle tier creature. However, that alone couldn't allow him to move the brown giant, and he suspected that even Isaac's technique wouldn't be enough.
'Let's try that thing,' Noah thought before shooting ahead.
The white avatars and the clouds completely ignored his movements and continued to attack the other experts. The brown giant did the same as it fought with the dogs. Only those magical beasts reacted to Noah's arrival and retreated as fast as they could.
The brown avatar felt forced to turn toward Noah. It couldn't catch the dogs when they retreated since they could make use of the storms lingering behind them to accelerate. The giant was relatively slow in comparison, but that didn't involve its attacks.
The world in Noah's eyes slowed down as multiple holes appeared on the giant's side and chest. Dense brownish storms shot toward him and the escaping dogs. They resembled calm torrents during the slow-motion, but Noah couldn't underestimate them since the avatar had decided to send twenty of them against him at that time.
Noah's recklessness had slightly quieted down after his last crazy offensive. He could decide to dodge the incoming attacks and repeat the previous exchanges only after sending the giant away from the battlefield.
A tight array of white lines replaced the messy battlefield in his vision. Noah saw the world in terms of laws, ignoring all the superficial features they created with their power.
Space wasn't alone in that array. Noah recognized time among some of those lines. Still, they appeared fainter since his understanding had yet to reach the intended level.
Noah didn't need to move his words. His consciousness already filled the area, so he only needed to rely on the aspect of his existence to modify that array. His destruction broke some of those lines and created cracks that led to the void. His space bent others to shrink the distance between them. His time stretched the laws around him to give him the chance to perform more actions before the arrival of the gales. His creation used the lingering energy in the environment to rebuild a personal version of the array and cover the empty spots generated previously.
That complicated process resulted in a temporary dimensional tunnel that Noah could enter to ignore every defense, aura, or barrier to teleport directly under the giant. The gales had yet to reach his previous position when he appeared under the avatar. Still, the path traveled during his new movement technique exploded to transform into a massive crack connected to the void.
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Author's notes: Another hour or so for the third chapter.