Magus Supremacy-Chapter 817: A Stupid Question?

All Drevor did was look into the sky to see his brother hovering above him with a hundred Ki swords raining down, while simultaneously glowing with unrestrained energy.

Knowing the destructive potential of that technique, Drevor instantly charged his feet with Ki and began darting around the area, with the Ki swords raining down continuously in a relentless shower of light.

Each sword that landed on the ground detonated fiercely, sending shards of rock and plumes of dust into the air with every impact.

With a masterclass display of skill, speed, and agility, Drevor was able to avoid each and every one of the swords as if they were nothing more than mere distractions.

The moment the last sword was avoided by Drevor leaning sideways, Rivock materialized before him like a vengeful spirit.

No smiles. No grins. No jokes.

Just instant punishment followed with a mountain-shattering punch aimed directly toward Drevor's abdomen.

Still, the older brother didn't just earn his warrior stage by lazing around; he had earned his status through sheer grit and unwavering determination.

Because the next moment, he twisted his body around with preternatural grace while sweeping his foot towards Rivock's legs in a low, dangerous arc.

As if he knew this would happen, Rivock lifted his foot up, narrowly dodging the heavy kick.

A punch followed immediately after from his brother, which the direct descendant swatted away calmly with the back of his hand.

And so it truly began.

Kicks, punches, and even brutal headbutts were exchanged in the blink of an eye.

Each strike was thrown at one another with murderous intent, while also being defended against with equal ferocity.

The circle repeated itself with the two brothers dancing across the plain, while the ground cracked and groaned with each heavy stomp of their feet.

A straight punch hurtled towards Rivock's face, whistling through the air with enough force to cave in a chest.

With a sharp twirl, he avoided the punch as the fist raced past his face, the gust of wind from the strike ruffling his hair.

Then in one fluid movement, he hammered his elbow into Drevor's face, swinging his brother's head violently to the side.

Stomping hard on his sibling's foot to pin him in place, and with his back still partially turned; Rivock swung his head backwards, smashing it with crushing force onto his brother's face.

"Ack…."

A spray of saliva burst out from Drevor's mouth as he suddenly staggered to the side, his vision swimming from the impact.

Rivock wasn't about to let him regain his composure, though.

He pressed the advantage without mercy.

In a jiffy, he was upon his brother with a downward axe kick from above, powered by a tremendous amount of concentrated Ki.

Sensing the attack racing towards him from the sky, Drevor swiftly lifted his arms, crossing them above his head to block the descending kick.

An imperceptible smirk flashed across Rivock's face for a fleeting second.

Pushing off the ground with his other leg, he bashed it with all his might into Drevor's exposed abdomen, sending his brother sliding backwards while hunched forward in pain.

Falling onto his back to maintain his momentum, Rivock spun backwards and immediately sprang to his feet before lunging towards his brother once more.

All of this occurred in the span of a single second.

He crossed the distance between them with a Ki sword shooting out of his hand, the blade aiming directly for his brother's neck.

With a frantic tilt of his head, Drevor avoided the decapitating blow, then countered with a sweeping kick from below.

Rivock roughly twisted his whole body around, causing the kick to rush past him, only for the leg to curl back around and hammer into his side with the force of a massive battering ram.

The sickening sound of cracks was immediately heard as Rivock's whole form was lifted off the ground for just a split second.

That window was long enough for Drevor to charge forward, grab his brother by the neck, and then smash him into the hard ground with all his might.

Booom—!

The ground immediately splintered apart as a wide crater instantly appeared beneath Rivock's body from the sheer impact of the slam.

"Ack…."

A thick stream of crimson blood poured out of the direct descendant's mouth, staining the cracked earth beneath him.

Drevor wasn't done yet, however.

Driven by a cold, unrelenting malice, he kept driving his brother's head deeper into the dirt, deepening the jagged crater beneath him with every ounce of his physical strength.

Having had enough of the one-sided assault, Rivock reached up and clamped his hands firmly around his brother's wrists.

Ki began surging visibly outward from his palms, glowing with an ominous, flickering intensity.

Feeling the volatile energy building up, Drevor's eyes widened in realization as he knew exactly what lethal technique was coming next.

Before the Ki could fully formulate into a devastating blast, he let go of Rivock's neck and swiftly vaulted backwards with incredible speed, putting distance between them in a blurred movement.

"Cough… cough…"

Rivock was heard coughing violently as he struggled to pull himself out of the crater.

He wiped the gore from his chin, a dark scowl etched deeply onto his face.

Drevor, on the other hand, was calmly twirling his limb around while imagining the gruesome aftermath if he hadn't escaped in the nick of time.

His hands would have been blown clean off by the clan's signature visual Ki technique. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"Hey, Rivock," Drevor called out, his voice smooth and taunting as he stopped twirling his hands around.

Lifting two fingers forward, he flicked them toward his brother with incredible force.

"Catch."

Feeling a sharp, high-pitched whistle in the air, the direct descendant violently twirled his frame around just in time.

A small, concentrated pellet of Ki rushed past his face and instantly detonated, releasing a powerful gust of air that slammed into his features hard.

Bang—!

Hurriedly turning his head back around, he could see Drevor already rushing at him with the terrifying speed of a lightning strike.

Appearing before him in a flash, the older brother hurled a blistering uppercut towards his younger sibling's chin.

Moving his head to the side with a jerk, the direct descendant narrowly dodged the lethal uppercut.

Then, a straight punch rocketed towards his face.

Rivock caught the fist in his grip in an instant, stopping the blow in its tracks albeit with a visible struggle against the momentum.

A loud, resonant boom was heard in the air the moment he halted the punch.

Fresh blood continued dripping from the corner of his lips, a lingering result of the repeated slam into the ground from earlier.

Still, a defiant fire burned in his eyes while he glared directly at his older brother.

"Ohoy~ brother, how does a chicken use its hands?" Rivock asked, a wide, unsettling grin returning to his face even as he still held his brother's punch in a vice-like grip.

Drevor lifted an eyebrow, his expression one of genuine confusion and annoyance.

"Did I hit your head too hard? Chickens don't have hands, you fool."

A sinister, predatory grin appeared on Rivock's face as Ki instantly flooded from his palms and onto the trapped fist he held.

"Exactly. Enjoy!"

With a forceful push of his feet, Rivock vaulted backwards into the air, creating a gap between them and then,

Click—!

The bizarre question, coupled with the unstable Ki visible on his hand and that distinctive click of Rivock's tongue, was enough to jolt Drevor's mind into a state of high alert.

"You son of a—"

Booom—!

A concentrated explosion rocked the air directly around Drevor's arm.

Then, a single heartbeat later, a severed limb could be seen flying through the air.

Blood sprayed off the bottom in continuous, rhythmic waves, looking like crimson paint splattered violently across a canvas.

That was how the dark red liquid painted the very air itself, and then an ear-chilling scream of pure agony followed from the haze of the explosion.

"Aaaaaargh!"