Battle and Sex Is All A Primordial Fiend Needs

"Ahhh schmuckt, I don't feel so good, I really don't feel good," Seth said as he lay on the ground and looked up, wanting to see the bright sun but only having smoke and flames in his vision.

"You don't feel good because you aren't good," Alice barked, her voice filled with anxiety.

"Now please tell me that was you just playing around and not the actual representation of how this battle would play out," Alice asked with worry and hope.

"That was me just playing around," Seth said as his body levitated off the ground, and he stood to his feet.

"Playing around, you call this playing around? You lost both your arms; how can this be any fun?" Alice barked, her figure popping in front of Seth, her hands on her hips and her face one of anger.

"Hey, you were the one that suggested I was playing around. Why are you suddenly so filled with disbelief?"

Alice opened her mouth, wanting to counter, but then no words came to mind, so she dropped her hands and looked at him, fading away, leaving some last words. "You better not die, Seth." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝙚𝒘𝙚𝓫𝒏𝙤𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝙘𝙤𝒎

Seth chuckled at Alice's parting words, licking his lips as he turned his neck left and right, popping sounds coming out.

Though Seth had decided to tease and annoy Alice a bit, she had been right to worry about whether or not he had been playing around. The scary truth was that Seth hadn't been playing around.

Just a bit more power from Tera, and Seth would have been worrying about whether his chest had been hit and he still had a working heart. Though he was prone to underestimating his enemies, that didn't mean that Seth was foolish enough to allow them to come too close to killing him and the thing that made this situation terrible was that he actually hadn't been underestimating them.

Since the day Seth met Rose, other than becoming an unstoppable force, the one thing that had never happened to Seth was him meeting an equal, someone who could match him or even harm him while being at the same level of cultivation as him.

With the kind of strength running through Seth's body, people of his cultivation levels were nothing but paper bags for him.

Though the king of Ingrod had bested him with his sword attack, Seth attributed that to himself not having immortal qi.

A fight with the king of Ingrod was the one time Seth faced a defeat with someone of his same cultivation level, and right now it seems another record was about to be made. With just being at calamity level 1 cultivator, she was a cultivator who stood below Seth on the ladder of power, and yet she had been able to deal Seth such a grievous injury.

With immortal qi now running through him and the knowledge that he was fighting a lower-level cultivator, Seth had been fully confident and prepared to destroy Tera. However, reality was now telling him otherwise.

"But how could she overwhelm me so badly? My qi is stronger, more potent, and my reacting late is still not enough explanation for why I lost so badly."

"Is it because I have just one element in my dantian?" Seth thought, remembering Minuha's words to him when he asked her why she didn't regard him as the top expert in the world.

"Or maybe Rita hid something from me," Seth thought, a frown marring his face. The woman was now a supreme and indirectly his slave, and there was no way that after telling him about the immortal qi, she would miss out on telling him some very important information.

Seth wasn't sure which of his conjectures was correct, but what he did know was that he was lacking a very critical bit of information and if he wanted to know it, he would have to dig it up from the woman who was now speeding towards him.

"Seth, is there a reason you still haven't regenerated your arms?" A curious voice asked.

"Yep, regrowing my arms while she's watching and then beating her down is way more cool and more intimidating."

As Seth spoke, the red stumps on his shoulder suddenly shot out flesh, and without delay, his arms began rapidly regrowing.

Now, despite several breakthroughs in cultivation, though Seth's regeneration rate had vastly improved, it was still slow when compared to the speed at which Tera shot at him. She would have reached him when he still had half-regrown arms if not for the five layers of black walls that popped out in front of him.

During their first clash, though Seth had horribly lost, that was because he had been caught off guard, but now he was fully prepared.

To be a calamity level 2 cultivator, one had to comprehend the second law of their elements, the law of realism and after Seth had comprehended it, he had never put power into it.

What this meant was that all those times Seth had erected walls or tentacles of darkness to deal with Minuha or any other enemy, all he had used was his mind, his qi was never injected into such techniques, and Seth hadn't thought he would need to until now.

Adding his qi into the techniques, brought to life by just his mind, Seth could make his creations far stronger and more durable.

With this, he could have locked and toyed with Tera as he did with Minuha, but he decided not to.

Not counting the tremendous drain empowering his random and spontaneous creation would have on his qi, Seth wanted to get close and personal with Tera.

Seth wanted to exchange blows with the woman whom he was now going to capture, and, well, he also wanted to have fun. Months of fighting and cultivating were nice, but in the end, time always had to be made for battles.

"I don't expect much from this, but at least it should get me a chance to swing my sword," Seth thought as a red and black blade appeared in his hand and without hesitation, he swung it at the bright glowing spear that broke through the last of his walls and was heading for him.