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Supreme Preeminent Sovereign

THIS IS THE STORY OF A CARING OVERPOWERED BIG BROTHER TRYING TO FULFIL THE LEFT ROLE OF THIER DECEASED PARENTS, PROTECTING HIS SISTER FROM THE SERIES OF UNBELIEVABLY DISASTROUS APOCALYPTIC SCENARIOS WHERE THE ALREADY CHAOTIC WORLD THEY ONE'S KNEW TURNED MORE AND MORE CHAOTIC. AS REALITY ITSELF BROKE THE FANTASY WORLD THEY'RE IN BECAME A GAME LIKE WORLD.

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42 Chs

Necromancer [10] INTERFERENCE OF REALITY ITSELF

Destructive Tempest Technique, First Form, Severing Orbital Ring

Swoosh…

Kent turned into a swirling whirlwind, threatening to devour and sever everything.

The two dragons who couldn't react to the sudden attack, we're cut into countless pieces.

In the sky, Kent depicted a terrifying typhoon threatening to cut anything near it.

Kent displayed ascendancy, showing supremacy, looking down to the dumbfounded pseudo epic realm necromancer.

'Is he even mortal, how can a human's display such power easily disposing dozens of enemies a higher than one's self?

Unfortunately, to his questions no one could answer apart from his enemy and why would an enemy his currently fighting in a life or death battle gave him answers.

This isn't some kind of drama where the idiot main character reviles his cards early hand.

The necromancer considered this to be, he was about to make a move.

But never had he thought Kent could appear beside him closing such distance without getting notice.

The already unsheathe saber that took the lives of two SSS Tier undead dragons almost rip the necromancer's life.

The necromancer disappeared, emerging ten kilometers afar from where it was, one's stood.

Using instant teleportation, the necromancer timely avoided Kent's sharp saber.

"You never one's use teleportation before, I thought you don't have the qualifications to use it."

"I supposed I've mistaken you for a dumb bone head."

Kent mocked, smirking.

The necromancer wasn't replying ignoring the taunt, it knows that Kent's aim for doing such meaning taunting actions.

Instead the necromancer pull-out one of its arms.

Seeing that the taunt he did, out of a slight hope of wimp, didn't hold any result, Kent didn't bother continuing.

His gaze turned serious.

The pull-out boney arm turned into a black and white sword coated with a thick pitch black extremely pure essence of death.

The necromancer then did a sword stance pointing the sword's tip at Kent, declaring a sword challenge.

'Judging by the sword stance, this guy also held a significant prowess and mastery in the field of swords.'

Kent thought, pointing back his sword towards the necromancer, declaring that he had accepted the challenge.

To the challenge and acceptance a loud divine voice resounded echoing throughout the surroundings, yet they're the only two who could hear it.

[The declaration of swords peeked the interest of some True Gods that loved swords.]

[The very *** of reality itself had interfered and decided to be the judge in this fight.]

[The interested True Gods we're surprised to see the *** of reality interfering as such a battle.]

[The *** of reality had declared that it will give an appropriate reward to the winner.]

Space, time, and reality distorted as the entire undead dimension became a grass plain.

Tall trees, vibrant grasses, smooth wind, beautiful mountains, clear blue sky and yellow sun.

The entire undead dimension thoroughly change.

Kent, the necromancer, and every person inside the undead dimension had their jaws dropped out of surprised to the sudden change.

Kent couldn't fathom the very power of reality itself to be able to change a completely barren world into a lush expanse of greenery.

Snapping out from such thoughts, Kent focused back to the current reality, he pushed energy onto his feet increasing his movement speed dozens of times.

[God's Speed] and [Thunder God's Descend] being activated.

Zoomed…

Kent disappeared immediately, closing the distance in a matter of an instant.

He wielded his saber coated with a deadly sharp essence of wind universal law aiming straight to the necromancers neck.

But as the saber near the necromancer's neck it tilted it's head raising the black and white sword parrying the attack.

'His reaction speed is at the same level as mine.'

Kent thought, smiling.

Yet as the attack was parried where both of their swords we're suspended on Kent's left arm, a double edge sword manifested.

'Now what would you do?'

Kent welding the newly appearing sword thrust the sword straight to the necromancer's chest.

'Such terrifying schemes, control over the battle and viciousness.'

'Dangerous…'

The necromancer thought.

Feeling the approaching danger, the necromancer heighten its perception speed and thought acceleration, trying to figure out a solution to this situation.

The thrust sword close in the distance from the tip and to the necromancer's core.

'This should be enough.'

The necromancer thought, analyzing the enough power needed to parry the sword thrust.

However, presently the necromancer let go of its sword as it cast a magic pointing at the sword nearing its very core.

The closing sword got parried by a high-speed ice projectile magic, the necromancer spent ¼ of its mana just to parry the double edge sword threatening its life.

However, unknown to the necromancer, Kent who possessed [Precognition] already anticipated such outcome.

[Critical Counter] Kent used the skill that allows him to reanimate the same projectile attack the enemy send at him but with triple it's power.

The same ice projectile that the necromancer used to counter Kent's sword thrust manifested but with triple it's previous power.

"…"

Caught off guard by the sudden development, the projectile directly hit the necromancer onto the head.

Crack…!

The necromancer's head almost burst apart if it weren't for an immediate defensive response of creating a barrier.

Not giving the necromancer a break, just as the attack failed, the two swords Kent held shown a bright dazzling displayed of light show.

Mystic Trinity Dual Sword Art, Third Form, Chaotic Stardust

Strange swords arcs forming an endless barrage of swords in each of the sides assaulted the necromancer.

'Just how many skills does this human possessed.'

Hundreds of heavy and deadly strikes rained upon the dumbfounded necromancer.

The hundreds of sword strikes that manifested on all sides threatening to cut and pierced the necromancer into meatloaf looked like an illusion yet not at the same time.

The necromancer could tell that every sword we're dangerous. However, at the same time, it couldn't believe such fact.

Kent looked like a god of swords due to his overwhelming display of prowess, battle sense, combat power, skills and overpowered techniques.

Trashing down an individual of a higher realm than him in a matter of seconds.

Yes, seconds, everything had happened in lest than a minute.