Dark Magus Returns

Han's specialty was his compression of Qi. Due to him being a middle-stage warrior, he had a large pool of Qi, but even more so, he was able to compress it extremely far down to allow it to explode at a point, making it appear stronger.

It was a technique that he had learned to survive, to complete the tasks set by his father.

A technique formed from having to complete impossible missions. It was because of this that Han could often defeat those considered the same rank as him.

Even if there were those that had better techniques, he would often come out as the winner. When Han received the special item from one of his battles-the flute-his strength had increased exponentially. He could input his pure condensed Qi into the flute, creating sound. The sound would act as a wave and was quite close to what people would consider projectile Qi. Through the sounds, Han was able to attack his opponents.

By doing this, he would often catch his opponents by surprise. He could even attend a crowd and get rid of his opponents, but he had never expected a wind barrier around his opponent that was stronger than his condensed Qi.

On top of that, he never expected his special artifact, which he was so used to, to become useless. No sound could be produced, oddly in the area, and the air was moving strangely. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

The issue was, Han didn't have enough time to worry about his flute not working, because these large giant balls of Dark energy in front of him looked frightening.

'This Dark energy he used before-that was what he used to damage Sha Mo's body, but he had created several small balls. Now this...'

Flinging his hands forward, the two large balls of Darkness came hurling toward them.

"I'll take care of this one, brother!" Fing said as he rushed forward, somersaulting his body in the air. When landing, he had the gourd ready and a smile on his face.

'I can't wait to see what this energy tastes like,' Fing licked his lips.

When the two balls approached, they suddenly expanded in size, growing at least five times larger than before. Everything they touched immediately disintegrated, including the floor below.

The attack had even hit the end of Fing's gourd and had pushed him back again.

"What is this...why isn't it absorbing it? This has never happened before."

It was making no sense, and Han had a bad feeling about what he could see. With his flute being useless, he placed it to the side and started to spin his body in the air several times.

As he did this, Qi started to surround his body and linger in the air. It continued, and eventually, as Han spun his body one more time, all of the lingering Qi had gathered in his fist.

He then slammed it on the giant ball of black energy and had gotten rid of it-or more precisely, had pushed it away.

As it went off in the distance, it expanded in size again and exploded, creating a crater in the floor. Han turned his head to look at the other black ball of energy that he dodged, and it was the same.

'These black balls of energy are pure destruction. The energy that makes this up is strange. There has to be a reason why Fing's gourd was unable to absorb this energy. It's quite likely if that ball hit us and we were unable to push it away, both of us would disappear.'

"We have to be careful!" Han said to his cautious brother, but when he went to look at him, he could see that Fing was blindly staring into the air.

When Han looked up, his face didn't know what expression to pull. Dark shadows had been cast above them. In the sky, there were several Dark balls of magic, all the size of balloons.

There had to be hundreds of them. It wasn't on the scale of what was used against Sha Mo; however, these Dark balls of magic were far larger.

When Han turned his head, he could see the Dark Balls of magic were behind him as well. In that moment, all of the Dark balls of magic came toward both of them.

They crashed into their bodies, moving them to the same position, to the point where the two brothers were touching skin. The giant balls, as they condensed around the two, started to expand and explode in Dark magic.

There was a brief moment after the explosion where both Han and Fing could be seen. Their clothes were torn, and they were clearly affected and weakened by the attack.

"Second round," Raze claimed.

More of the balls in the air started to move, and they crushed both Fing and Han, pushing them onto the floor. They kept their Qi surrounding their bodies, doing whatever they could to not get severely hurt by the energy.

They were pushed to the floor, and the Dark balls of magic expanded, exploding again. This time, both Han and Fing hadn't even gotten up off the floor, yet Raze hadn't stopped.

"Third round."

Those watching from the sidelines couldn't believe their eyes.

"Han and Fing...the two of them weren't even able to really show their powers or why they are feared in the Demonic Faction!" Mantis said. "Just how strong is Raze right now?"

"I think the real question we need to ask is how do we stop him, because once he's done with them, he'll be after us."

Rayna thought the same thing, and right now her brothers seemed to be in trouble. Maybe... maybe she could reach out to him in that moment.

"Fifth round!" Raze said, lifting his hand, ready to swing it down.

"STOP! Raze, stop it!" a voice shouted out.

When Raze looked up, his eyes were in disbelief. He wondered if they had worsened with age, or maybe he was imagining things, but he could see Safa standing, and he was sure it was her

voice as well.

"Safa..." A loud thump was felt pounding in Raze's heart. Immediately, the giant wall blocking the way fell to the ground, as well as all of the Dark magic, and at that moment, Raze collapsed onto the hard floor, his body still.