“Kekeke! Yes! A gift!” Delia cackled behind him. Han Ling gripped Obsidian Hollow tightly, racking his head on how to escape this situation, despite levelling up, Han Ling’s mana was still low, and most of his powerful skills are still on cooldown.

Han Ling pulled the Quiet Cloak from his inventory, deftly putting it on. Seeing his stats explode in numbers.

Quiet Cloak (Esoteric Epic)

Type: Cloak

Rarity: Unique

Agility: +20

Attack: +10

Magic Attack: +90

Ability:

Quiet: Movement will have no sound. Void Amplifier: Any attacks with void element increase 20% in damage, 10% CD reduction and 30% reduction in mana cost.

Han Ling pulled a bottle from his void space, quickly raising it to his mouth, swallowing the contents in one gulp.

Advanced Mana Potion (Super Rare)

Type: Consumable

Ability: Refills 50% of max mana, increases mana regeneration by 100% for 30 minutes.

Drazen widened his eyes, scowling as he burst forward, sword thrusting towards Han Ling’s neck.

Shururuk

CLANG!

Drazen’s sword bounced off, a look of shock on his face, “What!” Han Ling’s wings unfurled, those diamond feathers gleaming in the sun. He flapped his wing, a gust of electric air slammed into the duke. “What is this wind?” Han Ling suddenly appeared in front of him, slashing across his chest.

[Shimmering Flash]

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“Guh!” Han Ling felt a sharp pain from his shoulder, and Han Ling spun, activating the first form of his sword style.

“Void Sword Style: 1st form. Billowing Vortex!”

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Han Ling gritted his teeth, feeling the blood flow from his shoulder floating towards the duke. “Hmm, not bad.” The blood entered the duke’s body, and the damage he did vanished, all the duke’s health returned. “To be able to damage even me, interesting…”

Han Ling whipped around all of a sudden, deflecting two blood mana strikes before getting hit by a third, shoving the young man back, his teeth gritting in pain. “Kekeke! You actually blocked two of them! Its no wonder you killed Alvarez!” Duchess Delia giggled with a maniacal glitter in her eyes.

“Missing someone?” Han Ling ducked, slashing backwards, catching the Duke right on the waist before slamming his hand forward, orbs of energy slamming into the Drazen, throwing him into the trunk of a tree. Han Ling leaped into the air, narrowly dodging the slash from Delia, her face scrunched in annoyance. “Stop running!”

Han Ling floated in the air, raising Obsidian Hollow into the air, a purple bolt slamming onto the blade, arcs of lightning twisting around the blade.

“Void Spark Aura.”

“Void Spark Sword: 3rd spark. Ignition Wheel!”

Han Ling slashed forward, a wheel of purple lightning zoomed down. Delia drew her spear back thrusting forward with red mana pulsing forward, slamming onto the wheel of lightning. A shockwave exploded from the impact, destroying the trees in a wide radius. Dust exploded and a wide slash cut through the cloud, Delia’s blonde hair was slightly ragged, a look of rage on her face, she leaped powerfully from the ground, suddenly appearing in front of Han Ling, spear held in one hand in a bow position, slamming the tip down on the human.

CLANG!

Delia’s spear bounced off, the spear emitting no trace of mana. “What!?” Delia’s eyes widened; her mana locked in place. She realized too late that she was silenced, “Fuck!”

“Void Spark Sword: 1st spark. Thundering Wrath!” Han Ling spun, the sword slashing in a wide circle, purple electric flames slammed onto the duchess, knocking her down to the ground.

Han Ling breath out a sigh of relief.

“Forgetting someone?” Duke Drazen’s sword slashed down on Han Ling’s neck.

SHING! TING!

Blood Baron’s Blade blocked the blade, inches from his neck. “Don’t even think about it!”

He whipped around, Obsidian Hollow suddenly appearing in Han Ling’s hand, the black blade slicing towards Drazen’s neck.

TANG!

A spear suddenly appeared beside Drazen’s neck, deflecting the sword.

“I’ll kill you!”

Delia suddenly appeared behind Han Ling, her spear thrusting through his chest. “Uh!”

Han Ling felt blood pool in his lungs, oozing out his lips. Even then Han Ling didn’t stop, sword glowing even brighter.

The sword vibrated, suddenly

[Void Spark Sword: 2nd spark. Buzz Ripple.]

The air shimmered, the wind disappeared, replaced with storm of slashes. the area around Han Ling became a cloud of sword attacks, so fast that Delia took 12 hits in a single second. Her eyes widened in shock, seeing her health depleting quickly. Drazen leaped away, covered in blood.

Delia let go of her weapon, leaping back.

“No don’t!”

Delia realized too late. Han Ling’s sword was raised, the spear still stuck in his chest.

“I’m sorry it had to come to this, Hollow, I promise I’ll repair you and make you even stronger than before.”

His eyes glowed purple, the sword wreathed in lightning slashed down.

“Through a spark, a fire is born. Through a fire, a light is seen. Through a light, a star is found.”

“Void Secret Art: Star Light Rupture!”

SHING!

The sword slashed, a bright beam of light flashing downwards, slicing through the ground itself. Duchess Delia looked at the young man in pure horror, her eyes quivering as a purple line drew between her eyes.

-200984 CRITICAL! FATAL STRIKE!

The Vampire Duchess split in half, her body bursting into purple flames, disintegrating into the world.

At that time, Obsidian Hollow shattered, her voice disappearing like a leaf in the wind. Even an unbreakable sword couldn’t handle that kind of strength…

Han Ling coughed, blood gushing out his mouth. Drazen appeared next to him, slashing diagonally across his chest, another fountain of blood spraying the air. “YOU DARE! YOU DARE KILL A DUKE IN FRONT OF ME!!!”

Drazen raised his blade again, a ferocious amount of mana writhing around the cold blade.

“DIE!!!”

The sword fell.

And Han Ling saw black.