Void Evolution System

Clang!

Clang!

Two dull sounds rang out as the Tyrant and Kun Lords blocked her under-the-belt attacks.

"Girl, you're quite bold!" The Tyrant Lord exclaimed, his eyes turning red with fury.

"Haha, why shouldn't I be? Mutts should be sterilized."

"Mutts?" The Kun Lord repeated. "You dare call me a mutt?!"

He swept his hand through the air in a slightly feminine motion and summoned a fan, using it to control the winds around him.

At the same time, the Tyrant Lord slammed his fists together, evidently ready for battle.

Elena stared them down, trying to gauge their power.

'One is a speed-focused fighter, and the other has tyrannical strength. It'll be difficult to injure them if I don't go all out from the start.'

Elena immediately formulated a strategy and implemented it.

She targeted the Tyrant Lord first. Her body flashed behind his and her sword swung out fiercely. Fluctuations of eerie Life Laws covered her blade, evidently signs of a strange and deadly concept.

The Tyrant Lord immediately ducked down to avoid the blade, but Elena didn't let up.

'Alteration.'

Crack!

Her arm snapped as she rapidly controlled the momentum of her swing and followed the Tyrant Lord's downward trajectory.

However, even with her arm bent at a strange angle, Elena seemed to be maneuvering it with ease, as if she was born with such a disfigured limb.

Shik!

Her sword stabbed into the unsuspecting Tyrant Lord, letting loose its energy into his body.

At the same time, Elena felt a breeze slightly prick her finest hairs.

Her eyes sharpened.

'Alteration.'

Crack!

Whoosh!

Elena's spine snapped in half as she rapidly bent her body in half to evade the terrifyingly sharp blade of wind that almost severed her head from her body.

'Revitalize.'

A bright white light covered her as she pressed off the ground and flipped into the air, spinning her body with a series of cracks.

Her arm and spine snapped into place like rubber bands snapping back, and using that sudden momentum, Elena sent another strike at the Tyrant Lord who was just before her, preparing to attack first!

BOOM!

SHING!

Two sounds rang out as one. The Tyrant Lord sent a crushing punch into Elena's cut, however, her sword stabbed into his shoulder and transferred even more of those strange Life Laws into his body.

She grinned as she flew backwards, spitting out the blood pooling in her mouth.

"Sneaking up on me with your strength? How petty." Elena suddenly spoke to nobody in particular.

'Yggdrasil.'

The World Tree burst from the ground behind her. The trunk slammed against her back and stopped her momentum, and on the direct opposite side, a massive chunk of the trunk was cut into oblivion, an attack from the Kun Lord.

'I still can't sense him.' She thought to herself as she jumped up and recovered herself, examining the battlefield.

The Kun Lord was simply missing. He was definitely in the area somewhere, but Elena couldn't sense nor see him.

As for the Tyrant Lord, he was currently standing up slowly, his back turned to her.

His aura simmered in the atmosphere, low and furious like a beast on the verge of going berserk.

"What did you…do to me?" He muttered.

Elena grinned. It seemed it was already starting to take action.

It so…

"There's no reason for me to tell you!"

…now was the perfect time to attack!

She rushed forward, sword primed to attack, but before she could even make it halfway, she was stopped by a mysterious force.

Clang!

Her blade went forth and collided with something metal.

"I knew you'd show up!" Elena exclaimed, slamming her sword down again.

'Light of Beginnings.'

The Light of Beginnings that revealed all things shine brightly, illuminating the Kun Lord's hidden form for Elena to attack as she pleased.

At the same time, she called out with spirit:

"Yggdrasil!"

Leading to the tree's movement, massive roots tore through the ground, aiming for the Tyrant Lord himself.

The Kun Lord's expression changed. He didn't know what was happening to his partner, but he knew that he had to take the leading role in this fight right now.

"Girl, you've impressed me, but that isn't enough to save your life!"

He brandished his fan fiercely and began moving his body in a strange way that made it impossible to move one's attention away from him.

Elena found her senses muddled by his movements, almost like a snake to his flute.

However, since when was she someone that could be so easily controlled?

She immediately let loose the Light of Beginnings, clearing her muddled spiritual world just in time to see the fan barely a centimeter away from her face.

Shing!

Spurt!

It was too late to stop it. Elena's world first went red and then entirely black. Her eyes had been directly cut open, ridding her of sight.

In the dark world, Elena focused on the sound of her breathing and centered herself.

She couldn't feel the Kun Lord's presence, but she could feel the Tyrant Lord, and she could feel Yggdrasil.

She could feel the earth under her feet, and she could feel the particles of light mana illuminating the world with every passing second.

Eyes…

Eyes were unnecessary for someone like her.

A clear picture of the world was painted in her mind by the light mana, the same process through which light was processed by the brain normally, only much faster and more precise.

For any normal person, the world they viewed was an entire 15 seconds behind the world as it existed. Even with mana's help, one without such a close affinity for light wouldn't be able to overcome this gap completely.

Even the strongest experts under Divinity still took a few microseconds or more to process the images and information they received from their eyes and perception.

Elena didn't do it often due to the strain it put on her mind, but in this situation where she was physically blinded, the process seemed to take place naturally.

Currently, as Elena realized, she was existing just a few microseconds in the future compared to the Kun Lord who had given her such an advantage.

As long as she could find him, those few microseconds could define the outcome of their fight.

'He'll try to take advantage of my weakness, but he's wary.'

The Kun Lord hadn't attacked her yet because he wasn't an impulsive individual who'd get incapacitated at the beginning of the fight like the Tyrant Lord.

He still had to consider the possibility that Elena hadn't been weakened by his strike, that she could still perceive with the same efficiency she could with her sight.

The winds around Elena slightly stirred, and while her body slightly jerked in reaction, she didn't seem to understand what was happening around her.

The wind crept up and took away Elena's smell and hearing, forming a wall that didn't allow her mana to project into the surroundings.

'She's open.' The Kun Lord realized by the time he was finished.

If she could truly sense the outside world, it was absolutely improbable for her to let him put her at such a disadvantage.

This was the perfect opportunity to incapacitate her and steal her before the Tyrant Lord could get to her.

Such a delicious and powerful woman, no man would want to let her go.

With this thought in mind, the Kun Lord flew forward. He gracefully landed before Elena and raised his fan to the side, preparing to slash out.

"It's time to come back with me. A woman like you needs thorough re-education before you can be of any use," he stated, knowing she couldn't hear him.

Without hesitation, he slashed out, cutting her legs and arms so she couldn't move them at all.

Next, he took out a talisman and prepared to seal her mana.

And it was at that moment…

Elena's eyes shot open.

'Alteration.'

'Revitalize.'

Her right arm snapped strangely and shot forward.

In that abrupt moment, the Kun Lord found himself facing exactly what he'd done to Elena moments before.

A sword, just a centimeter away from his eye, completely unavoidable.

Shing!

Blood sprayed onto the ground below.

The only one retaining their vision was the Tyrant Lord, who was still occupied by the strange situation in his body, which was only worsening as he faced off with Yggdrasil.

And in his absence, a battle between the blind, a battle of perception and instinct, was about to begin.