"This place is too shabby, and the smell of blood is so strong!" Houraiji Kyuushou fanned her nose with her hand in disdain.
"Did you hear any strange noises?" Luo Tianyi glanced around fearfully. Ever since gaining the Voice of the Stars, she had become particularly sensitive to sound. She thought she heard someone wailing.
However, even in his daytime state, Kevin heard no sound. He looked at Xiling, who also shook his head, saying he hadn't heard anything either. Luo Tianyi covered her ears with her hands in distress.
"Maybe it's some other sound. I seem to hear strange things more often since gaining the blessing Voice of the Star."
Lemuen comforted her, "Maybe it's because you haven't adjusted to it yet. You'll get used to it over time, maybe."
The Tarnished also expressed his opinions. "That's probably the case. After all, you've only been practicing the blessing for a short time. Once you use it a few times, you should get used to it."
"Okay, I see. Sorry to make you worry, everyone."
"We're just getting started. If there's anything, you must tell us." Houraiji Kyuushou looked Luo Tianyi in the eye seriously.
Luo Tianyi smiled. "Alright."
Just as the group set out on the road towards the gates of Stormhill City,
When they were halfway there, a gust of wind picked up.
"Why is the wind blowing so suddenly?" Luo Tianyi asked, shielding her face with her hands.
"There's only one way this situation usually happens: a boss is about to appear." Houraiji Kyuushou immediately drew out her Dark Night Winged Dagger mode. Xiling stepped forward and stood side by side with Kevin.
"This might be a little dangerous. Why don't you hide behind me? The Hero will protect you." Xiling winked at Kevin, his tone full of teasing.
Kevin's lips curled up, and he pointed to the sky. "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you see the sun overhead?"
As the two were talking, a strong wind blew up, and Luo Tianyi and Houraiji Kyuushou felt unsteady. The Tarnished tapped the ground lightly with his staff, and a barrier suddenly enveloped the four of them, leaving Xiling and Kevin outside.
"Are you ready?" Xiling finally asked Kevin.
Kevin casually pulled out a greatsword from the ground. The sword seemed weightless in his hand, and Kevin swung it twice casually.
"Stop talking nonsense!"
The storm subsided, and a massive figure stood in front of the crowd. Xiling aimed his holy sword at the figure, their eyes swapping. Need anything else be said?
No!
The moment their eyes met, they knew there was no need for further conversation.
Kevin, greatsword in hand, had already arrived in front of the ominous demon, Margit, and swung it forward. Facing Kevin's attack, Margit simply stepped back, perfectly avoiding the blow. At the same time, a lightsaber materialized in his hand, and as he dodged Kevin's blow, he thrust it forward.
Just as the lightsaber was about to strike Kevin, the holy sword flew out. Xiling shattered the lightsaber with a single blow, then swung it back and struck Margit. In a brief moment, the two exchanged countless blows, the clash of metal echoing like music.
"Powerful strength, sharp swordsmanship, but too immature!" Margit's eyes narrowed, and the lightsaber materialized again, thrusting out before Xiling could react. Facing this unavoidable sword strike, Xiling... smiled.
At the sound of a gunshot, Margit immediately sensed danger. His reaction was incredibly fast, tilting his head back as the bullet barely grazed his skin. Simultaneously, the strange weapon in his hand swung and collided with Kevin's greatsword.
However, the moment they made contact, Margit sensed something was amiss.
The moment the weapons collided, Kevin let go and swiftly launched a side kick to the left, striking Margit's calf. Simultaneously, Xiling's holy sword slashed to the right.
There was virtually no room to dodge, and in that moment, Margit demonstrated the true art of combat.
It was force dissipation! And it was force dissipation of the utmost purity!
The holy sword slashed at Margit's raised weapon. Then, like a club, he leaned backward, dodging Kevin's side kick and delivering a backhanded kick to Kevin's back. Then, like a magnet, his weapon attracted the holy sword in Xiling's hand, slamming him to the ground.
This was the demigod, Morgott, the Omen King. Even as a clone, he displayed incredible combat prowess. Unlike the pure power of the Third Herrscher, this demigod relied more on skill and control of battle.
"If this is all you have, retreat!" Margit said, his voice steady, a mixture of admonition and warning.
"...Why do you feel like you're sure to win?"
"What!" Margit frowned, then, as if sensing something, he suddenly stepped back. Then, a burst of light emanated from his holy sword, piercing the city wall. "You're quite perceptive!" Xiling climbed to his feet, brushing off the dirt. Then, he called out to Kevin, who was entangled in the wall. "Hey, don't lie there. You weren't like that when you attacked me last night."
"I can't help it. I'm still adjusting." Pulling himself free from the wall, Kevin stretched his body slightly, then spoke softly to Margit.
"It's noon."
At that moment, Margit felt a shift in the aura of the two men standing before him.
The sun was overhead, its dazzling rays shone down on Kevin. It was as if some shackles had been loosed, and a terrifying heat wave emanated from his body.
The holy sword in Xiling's hand began to gather magical power.
"...Interesting! Let's see!" As if in response to the two, Margit stomped its foot heavily on the ground, launching the first attack.
Unarmed, Kevin met the attack with an expressionless face. In an instant, his fist collided with his weapon. Feeling the immense force, Margit recalled someone... Radahn. No! This other man was even more terrifying. Kevin swung his fists three times and sent Margit flying. Flying backward, Margit spun rapidly, a massive hammer formed from condensed light appearing in his hand. He slammed it down hard on Xiling on the ground, seemingly pounding him into a meat paste.
Faced with this terrifying blow, Xiling's Starry Cloak seemed to be blown by the wind. The instant the light hammer struck, it instantly stretched out, the seemingly light fabric directly blocking Xiling's path and successfully blocking Margit's terrifying blow.
Even Margit's eyes widened at the sight before him. And at that moment...
The holy sword was unsheathed!
Margit attempted to block Xiling's strike with his weapon. Can he block it?
The answer was no. The holy sword swung, instantly severing everything in its path. Margit, along with the weapon, was split in two, turning into dust and dissipating into the world.
After slaying Margit, Xiling didn't sheathe his sword. Instead, he raised it and shouted at the strange figure atop the city wall.
"It's your turn, Godrick!"