SSS Ranked Reincarnation: Dark Dragon Legacy

Silva was unbothered by the speed of the spear. He stepped to the side smoothly, the spear whistling past his ear and stabbing into the ground.

Boom, the impact caused an explosion and left a crater in the ground. Dust rose, and the spear stuck to the ground.

Lena stared at Silva furiously. She didn’t expect him to dodge that as well. She kept flying toward him, opened her hands like claws, and went for his neck. Her fingers pulsed with some sort of dark energy.

She swung for his neck. Silva took a step back, dodging the attack. He then grabbed her hand and pulled her toward him. She was stunned, but she couldn’t resist.

He sent a knee jab right into her chest. She coughed up blood and was pushed back. He grabbed her again and threw her over his head, right into the ground.

He raised his foot to stomp her, but she quickly rolled out of the way, managing to evade the stomp. Silva raised the leg again and tried to stomp faster, but she kept rolling until she finally pushed off the ground and tried to fly into the air. But tendrils shot out of the ground, latched onto her leg, and pulled her back to the ground.

She hit the ground with so much force it sounded with a bang. The tendril let go of her, and Silva stood, waiting for her to get up.

She got to her feet, staring at Silva with cold eyes that would pierce your soul.

But before she could even move, Silva did. He used flash step and covered the distance in an instant. He drove his fist into her gut with so much force that she coughed out blood again. She stumbled backward but managed to not fall.

Silva took a step back, as if giving her a turn to attack. He had learned something important over his time fighting, and that was the fact that even with higher stats, someone with lower costs could still easily be at you.

Having higher stats didn’t always say who would win in a fight. Right now, he was facing her as base Silva, the version of him that only had sixty thousand strength points.

She was a bit higher than him all around, yet she could not even stand against him for a second. This was mostly due to experience and the fact that he had fought stronger opponents, and also used his power, so he knew how that felt.

So when he came back to his base body, he automatically wanted to go harder and go stronger, so he ended up pushing the body to the max, something that many people were incapable of doing.

Lena was probably only able to use eighty percent of her physical stats, while Silva was able to tap into more than ninety-five percent. This was not really a fight; it was a beating.

Lena managed to gather herself. She looked at Silva standing there, not moving at all, and she got played, because it was as though Silva was mocking her, giving her time to actually stabilize and fight back.

This thought bruised her ego and made her snap. She suddenly took out a staff. She stabbed it into the ground, and some sort of purple thick-looking liquid formed. It shaped like a ball and started growing in size. It grew in size until it was as tall as a human, and then it took shape into a massive sword.

The tip of the sword was pointed right at Silva. The liquid still looked flowing, but after it took the shape of the sword, it quickly crystallized. Its shiny clean surface reached Silva’s eyes.

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“I’ll make sure that I end you right now. No one disrespects me like that,” Lena said. She pointed at Silva, and the sword shot toward him.

Silva moved fast and dodged the sword, but after he dodged it, it stopped mid-air and came toward him again.

“It’s following me?” He pulled out his new black sword rather than the abyssal. “If you are coming for me, I’ll come for you,” Silva said. Purple flames erupted around the sword as he charged at it.

He slashed down at the right time, his blade hitting the tip of the sword. Sparks flew, but the abyssal flames immediately covered the crystal sword, and the intense heat melted it completely.

But the liquid of the sword fell to the ground and then came up again, forming the sword from a different angle and striking at Silva again. But Silva was fast enough to parry it.

He pushed the sword back, and it came again for another attack.

“You believe you are strong, right?” Silva asked. The flames of his sword got even higher and hotter. He slashed into the crystal sword, and by the second time, the heat evaporated the sword.

He looked at Lena, who by her face was evidently already freaking out. She was breathing heavily, as if trying to suppress a demon or something.

Silva didn’t care though. He charged at her, wanting to finish this, but the fight in her was not yet over. She cast another spell, and her body got wrapped up with black lightning.

“I see you really do have many spells, but many doesn’t mean good,” Silva said. He slashed with his flame-covered sword diagonally, and it cut through the lightning, leaving a very deep gash on her shoulder and chest.

Silva then repositioned quickly and stabbed the sword right through her thighs. She screamed in pain and fell to the ground after receiving two deadly wounds.

“You should have asked more questions about who I am, rather than come after me blindly,” Silva said.

“You think this is over?” She asked, looking up at Silva with a forced smile. Then a crunching sound came from her mouth.

Her eyes immediately started turning blood red. And her body started changing.

“I guess it’s time for round two,” Silva said.