Blade of the Dragon King

Within the rune-etched arena, Jarvan slowly raised his spear, its sharp tip aimed directly at the corpulent and towering figure of the crocodile man. 

"This place shall serve as the battleground for our fateful duel. In the name of Jarvan IV, the fourth heir of Demacia, I wager my blood and my life. Let us engage in a fair contest, relying solely on our own strength!" Drawing a small dagger from his robes, he made a slight incision on his palm and tossed the bloodied blade towards Rek'Sai. "This battle shall be to the death, without retreat!" 

"A duel? Ha ha… what splendid display of noble etiquette," Rek'Sai caught the small dagger, stained with a hint of blood, and licked the blade with his tongue, revealing a terrifying grin. "Your blood has a delightful taste; thus, I accept your challenge." 

Casually discarding the dagger, Rek'Sai bellowed with laughter, "Yet, human, you seem to have forgotten that by ensnaring me within this rune circle through the power of rules, you have also confined yourself! Ha ha ha ha!!! Now, even if you wish to flee, you cannot!" 

With a swift motion, the massive bone blade rose, and the rotund figure crashed through the air, colliding heavily with Jarvan. 

"Watch as I slice you into pieces! Ha ha ha!!!" 

Reflecting the glow of magical candles, the colossal bone blade descended with a violent gust. 

The ferocious strike cleaved through the air, sending violent winds swirling around the platform. 

"Standing upon this earth, I have never fled! I have never retreated! **[Ravaging Strike: Thousand Armies Split]**!" Jarvan thrust his spear upward, meeting the enormous bone blade with a resounding clash that echoed through the void. 

"Pfft." 

However, the overwhelming force bore down mercilessly, causing Jarvan to stagger back several steps, blood spilling from his mouth. 

"Is that all you can do? Ha ha ha ha!! Not enough! Not enough! Not nearly enough!!!" Laughing maniacally, Rek'Sai opened his gaping maw and lunged towards Jarvan's head. "I, Rek'Sai, have yet to have my fill of play!" 

"Shh!" 

In an instant, Jarvan was forced back several paces, yet sharp teeth still tore a chunk of crimson flesh from his arm. 

"Mmm… a delightful sensation, a delightful flavor. It has been many years since I have savored fresh flesh." Closing his small, crimson eyes, Rek'Sai savored the piece of flesh he had ripped from Jarvan, emitting grotesque and repulsive sounds. 

"…" Maintaining a composed demeanor, Jarvan touched the wound on his arm, resolutely raising his spear once more, undeterred and unafraid. 

After swallowing the flesh, Rek'Sai opened his eyes to see Jarvan's determined face, and a wicked smile crept across his lips. "What a repugnant creature you are! With that noble and upright visage… Tell me, human boy, do you not realize that with your meager ninth-tier strength, you cannot even harm a single hair on my body? I am a divine emissary, after all." 

"Yet, I find your kind most delectable. That unwavering tenacity, when transformed into sustenance, is simply delightful to chew upon, ha ha ha!!!" Laughing wildly, Rek'Sai soared into the air, his massive bone blade beginning to shimmer with radiant light. 

"Human boy, prepare to experience despair! Ha ha ha!!! Behold the divine decree of Rek'Sai! **[Carnivorous Slaughterhouse]**!" The descending bone blade summoned the energy from the void, transforming into a tempest of fury aimed at Jarvan's form. 

"**[Roaring Fury]**…" A golden light gathered at the tip of Jarvan's spear. 

"Futile! Futile! Futile, human boy!" The colossal bone blade in Rek'Sai's grasp shone like a brilliant meteor, illuminating the dark platform and transforming the surroundings into a realm of black and white. 

"Dragon King…" The air around him was sliced apart by invisible blades of energy, sending chills through Jarvan's body, yet he remained undaunted, continuing to wield his spear. 

"Futile! Futile! How can a mere mortal dare to desecrate the realm of the divine? Despair, human boy! Ha ha ha!!!" In the monochromatic world, blood erupted once more! 

"**[Roaring Fury: Blade of the Dragon King]!!!**" Like fireworks bursting in the night sky, the dazzling brilliance marked the completion of the supreme martial technique, **[Roaring Fury: Blade of the Dragon King]**! 

And then, a second passed. 

… 

"How utterly… unexpected," Rek'Sai murmured softly, gazing down at the enormous spear that had pierced through his left chest. 

"How did you… accomplish this?" 

"Consider it… mere chance," Jarvan gradually twisted the spear's shaft, seeking to widen the wound on Rek'Sai's chest. 

"Your consciousness has long been dormant, coupled with a significant decline in power; your control over your body cannot match your desire to kill. You must familiarize yourself with your newly awakened form." 

"Indeed, it is quite necessary," Rek'Sai's lips curled into a cruel, savage grin once more. "So tell me, do you require… assistance?" 

Rek'Sai extended a clawed finger, lightly tapping the solid iron shaft of the massive spear. "I see you are nearly out of strength, are you not?" 

The ribcage of Rek'Sai, pierced by the spear, had clamped down like a steel vice, firmly trapping the lethal blade, rendering Jarvan's efforts to expand his victory utterly futile. 

"Did I not warn you?" Despite the fatal wound in his left chest, Rek'Sai wore an expression that seemed almost pitying. 

"Futile! Futile! Futile, I say!!!" 

He lifted his crocodilian foot and stomped heavily on Jarvan's face. "Why can't you understand, hmm???!!!" 

The sensation at Rek'Sai's toes felt akin to sinking into the mire. 

"Quite impressive, you are." With a somewhat intoxicated expression, Rek'Sai pressed down, his claw piercing through Jarvan's chest and abdomen, splattering blood everywhere. 

He lifted his foot, using his toes to hoist Jarvan, who still clutched the spear, into the air. "To think you could perceive the gap in my **[Carnivorous Slaughterhouse]**, you deserve… a reward!!!" 

Like wielding a colossal hammer, Rek'Sai slammed Jarvan's towering form into the hard ground, his massive foot crashing down, the terrifying force relentlessly crushing the man's chest. 

"To live or to perish? That is… the question!" Again and again, Rek'Sai repeated this overwhelming assault. 

"Human boy, you shall regret provoking the wrath of Rek'Sai!" 

In the black-and-white world, blood mist erupted. 

"I am the divine emissary of the Childlike Goddess, a desecrator; you shall rue your actions! Ha ha ha!!! White meat, black meat, all are delectable!" 

Jarvan silently endured the brutal strikes, the earth around him gradually staining a deep crimson. 

Raising his head in a grotesque manner, Rek'Sai cast a cruel and savage smile towards the exit of the corridor, where Riven and the others stood. "Embrace the maw of death! Ha ha ha!!!"