Birth of the Demonic Sword

The amazement caused by the Foolery's strange technique didn't last long. Steven quickly stopped burning himself to save power and patch up what he could fix, but his mind never stopped coming up with plans and tactics connected to the battle.

As for the Foolery, it stood proudly in the middle of the void uncaring that it could use that chance to attack Decumia. Its aura even intensified during its motionless stance, but that only made its fart smellier.

Decumia didn't oppose the attack. She had let the blow hit her, and she even allowed its momentum to push her near the sky. Still, the impact with that white surface didn't cause any damage.

The privileged cultivator was perfectly fine even after avoiding summoning defenses. It almost seemed that Decumia was mocking her opponents' power, but Steven guessed that the situation was far different. She only wanted to make the battle more interesting.

The black roots had continued to expand while everyone was busy fighting, and some of them stretched toward Decumia as soon as they felt her presence.

The privileged cultivator didn't even glance at the incoming roots. A laugh left her mouth as her figure exploded with purple energy that destroyed everything in her surroundings.

The roots crumbled under the might of the purple energy, but the same went for the unlucky assets that happened to be in the range of Decumia's ability. Many white puppets, avatars, and inscribed weapons shattered as the privileged cultivator expressed her ecstasy.

"She is a battle maniac," Steven commented while teleporting next to the Foolery and patting its side. "We can use this to our advantage."

"Indeed," The Foolery exclaimed. "We can fight harder than her!"

"That's not what I meant," Steven scolded, but the Foolery didn't hear reasons.

"Charge!" The Foolery squealed before unleashing another smelly fart and charging forward.

Steven had to ignore his thoughts and sprint forward to keep up with his companion. The two flew at high speed toward Decumia to create a frontal attack that stuck to no tactic, but Steven still tried his best to avoid being completely reckless.

An array of dark arrows materialized behind Steven and shot forward. The Foolery, Steven, and the dark weapons converged on Decumia at the same time, but a purple explosion pushed everything back.

The Foolery had a tough body and could rely on the hybrid's superior endurance. The purple shockwave flung it away while destroying the superficial layers of its body.

The pig's skin and muscles became a shattered mess that released dense smoke. The attack also affected its balance and consciousness, preventing it from stabilizing its position mid-flight.

The exchange hurt Steven far more. His arrows vanished under the purple power, while his world suffered severe injuries that added themselves to his already poor condition.

Steven saw large cracks opening on his figure, and his cultivation level also wavered as he flew across the battlefield. His consciousness struggled to remain awake, and the same went for his overall control over his body.

"Let's go at it again!" The Foolery squealed, and its voice forced Steven to stabilize his mind.

Steven found himself far away from Decumia, but he mustered his strength when he saw the Foolery shooting toward her. He couldn't leave his companion alone, so he set his world aflame to perform a sprint that went beyond his limits.

Decumia waited for her opponents to reach her, but her eyes widened in surprise when the Foolery released another fart. The event made it accelerate even faster than before, which caused an immense explosion once it landed on the sky.

The explosion was so violent that even Steven ended up pushed away by the shockwave that followed the impact. The Foolery's surprising speed wasn't something that Steven and Decumia expected, but the attack didn't have significant effects.

Decumia appeared among the bluish explosion unharmed. She was smiling happily as both her hands kept the Foolery's head still. She had endured the attack without resorting to any special method, but she was clearly enjoying how her opponents were using better attacks.

As for Steven, he stopped himself after a few seconds to create another giant arrow. His darker energy flowed into the weapon until he launched it toward Decumia.

The Foolery released another fart to keep Decumia stuck on the sky, and the arrow eventually landed on it. Still, the attack seeped through its body without inflicting any damage.

Decumia saw the giant arrow coming out of the Foolery's head, but she let it crash on her. Steven could feel his energy entering Decumia's world and hurting her cultivation level, but those effects remained quite superficial.

"Did you get faster because of the smoke?" Decumia asked in an amused tone.

"That's right!" The Foolery announced as it tried to squash Decumia on the sky. "My farts and the smoke have fused to create the ultimate movement technique."

"You are so funny," Decumia laughed. "Still, your power is not even close to enough."

Decumia's purple aura came out of her hands and seeped inside the Foolery. The pig's thoughts and power grew messy as Decumia's influence released its effects.

The Foolery's eyes began to shine with a purple light as its innate violence calmed down. The pig was falling prey to Decumia, but a wall of darkness suddenly crashed on them and cleansed its centers of power.

"Get out of there!" Steven shouted while charging toward Decumia.

The Foolery instinctively followed those directives while trying to sort out its thoughts. Steven could crash on Decumia and unleash a giant sphere of dark power that carried intense anger, and the explosion that followed even dimmed the light in that part of the sky.

Steven quickly retreated to reach the Foolery. His world lost power as it stopped burning, but he still filled the pig with his energy to remove every trace of Decumia's influence.

"What happened?" The Foolery asked as its body slowly mended its injuries and put an end to the grey fumes coming out of them.

"She tried to implant herself into your centers of power," Steven explained. "Honestly, I have yet to understand the full extent of her abilities."

"We should just eat her," The Foolery snorted. "I'll tell you her taste afterward."

"Didn't you already eat some of her energy?" Steven asked.

"Yes," The Foolery admitted, "But it felt strange. It didn't have a single taste."

"I obviously don't have a single taste," Decumia's voice resounded next to Steven and the Foolery, forcing them to turn toward the purple light that began on their right.

The Foolery promptly bit on the purple light and ate what it could, but Decumia materialized in front of it anyway. Moreover, the energy that the pig had eaten began to affect its mind again, but Steven took care of removing that influence right away.

"Stop doing that!" The Foolery complained when its thoughts stabilized, but Decumia barely cared about her situation as she took its head between her hands.

"Why would I do that?" Decumia chuckled. "You are too funny. I can feel that you can spread a lot of chaos through my power."

"So, you acknowledge my power," The Foolery commented while trying to lift its head, but Decumia's grasp prevented it from moving.

"Only idiots wouldn't acknowledge your value," Decumia said.

"Hey, Steven," The Foolery called. "I'm starting to like her."

"What do you have in mind?" Steven cursed as his aura spread to prevent Decumia's influence from entering the pig.

"You have become boring," Decumia sighed while glancing at Steven. "Your time is over."

"What-?!" Steven tried to ask, but his torso exploded. Purple light took over the entire area and pushed Steven's damaged world away.