Since the tea has been drunk and the pleasantries exchanged, what follows is the thrilling battle.
On the sea!
Abel and Tony stood on the glistening surface of the sea, facing each other.
Rias, Sona, Andre, and others were continuously constructing a protective barrier with their magic power to avoid being accidentally harmed by the two.
The scene was utterly silent.
As a seagull flew by, a single white feather drifted down from the sky.
The moment the feather touched the sea surface, a roar erupted!
Both of their full auras burst forth.
The once calm sea instantly became a raging tempest, and strong winds rose all around.
Their hair was also blown by the wind.
"So… so strong!"
"Indeed, just this aura alone is suffocating us."
"Is… is this the power of a Godslayer?"
"…"
The spectators squinted their eyes against the fierce wind; if this aura were to press down on them, they probably wouldn't last a few seconds.
The sky transformed into two colors, both locked in a stalemate in the middle.
"Hahaha! My intuition was right! Abel, you are indeed a very good opponent!!"
Feeling Abel's aura, Tony's fighting spirit was ignited.
His entire demeanor transformed from sunny and cheerful to fiercely arrogant.
"The clash of auras is just an appetizer; now let's try the first course! Catch this, Abel!!"
At this moment, Tony casually reached into the void.
An ordinary Western knight's sword was pulled out from the void.
Kiba looked at this seemingly ordinary sword, and for some reason, his own demonic sword trembled.
The moment the blade was drawn, the sword gleam, capable of severing all, disturbed Kiba's mind.
Even Rias and Sona, who had seen many treasures, couldn't help but praise it as a peerless sword at this moment.
But for Tony, as the Sword King, this sword was just an ordinary one.
"Come on! Abel, bring out your weapon, and let's have a joyful battle!!!"
Even before the fight began, Tony was already hyped up.
Andre, watching from the side, helplessly covered his face; his King was good in every aspect, except for getting easily carried away during battles.
"I don't have a weapon, but that doesn't hinder our battle," Abel said with a slight smile, shrugging his hands helplessly.
After all, taking out the Golden Sword now would already put him at a disadvantage.
"Alright!"
Tony didn't dwell on it; instead, he warned, "Then I'm coming!"
As his voice fell, a sonic boom echoed, and Tony's speed was like a meteor rapidly falling from the sky, instantly appearing before Abel.
Abel also activated his Mangekyo to capture Tony's movements.
In an instant, Abel and Tony's eyes met.
Both were a little surprised.
One hadn't expected the speed to be so fast, and the other hadn't expected his fast speed to be captured.
But this didn't hinder their battle.
The sword in Tony's hand struck down without hesitation.
Facing his equal, only going all out showed respect.
An astonishing aura also erupted from the sword, as if it wanted to cut down everything in its sight.
And Abel looked at the blade.
Should I parry his sharpness?
"Wind, become the sharp blade in my hand, to cut down all for battle!"
Abel murmured inwardly.
Then, with a grip, a long sword made of hurricane winds instantly formed in his hand, countering the sword's sharpness with the wind's keenness.
"Clang~"
A loud crash.
The two collided.
Immediately after, a powerful force erupted, sending towering waves skyward, and simultaneously forming a raging tempest that surged in all directions.
"Hahaha, come on, let's fight to our heart's content!"
"Come on, release it all!"
Tony showed a hearty smile, but his actions didn't stop.
Abel also wore a confident smile, continuously brandishing the blade made of wind in his hand.
The collision of wind and sword.
Each clash was accompanied by powerful air currents and dazzling light.
Their figures moved swiftly across the sea, sometimes leaping high, sometimes diving forward, the battle growing increasingly intense.
With the final collision, both slid back several meters.
They stabilized themselves, their fighting intent growing even stronger in their eyes.
"Tony, the warm-up is over; come on, let the real battle begin!"
"Hahaha! As expected, both you and I are fond of fighting. Since it's come to this, let's both go all out!"
Tony raised his right hand high, gripping his knight's sword.
"Oh, Silver Hand, by oath transform into an invincible blade!"
As the divine language was spoken, Tony's right hand began to change.
His raised right hand transformed from flesh and blood into a silver metal hand; the metallic texture of silver enveloped Tony's entire right arm.
Immediately after, even the knight's sword in his hand turned silver.
This was the authority Tony had usurped from the Celtic War God Nuada — the Silver Arm of Severance!
"Then, here I come too!"
Abel also raised his right hand high.
"Language is light, and the Spirit Word is also light. Therefore, light, oh Spirit Word, become my sword, my blade! Bring me victory!"
As the Spirit Word was chanted, a golden blade, entirely golden, appeared in Abel's hand.
This was the tenth incarnation of the God of War — the Warrior!
Tony looked at Abel with fervent intensity, and Abel looked back at him in the same way.
"I hereby swear! I will not allow anything I cannot cut to exist! This is the invincible blade that can sever all!"
"I am the strongest! And the one who breaks through all obstacles! For glorious victory! Sword, cut down all hindrances before me!!"
As both of their Spirit Words were chanted simultaneously, they instantly vanished from their original positions.
The moment they disappeared, only afterimages remained.
Immediately after, in the sight of the crowd, two beams of light intertwined and collided like meteors.
Golden and silver light entangled and burst forth, the intense brilliance forcing everyone to close their eyes.
Each collision triggered deafening roars, as if to tear apart this heaven and earth.
The sea was impacted by this force as if it were boiling water, with giant whirlpools constantly emerging.
"So… so strong!"
"Is this the battle between Godslayers? How incredibly powerful!"
"The two Kings are too reckless."
Rias and the others maintained the protective barrier with all their might, their faces turning very grim.
After all, they had moved so far away, yet they were still being affected.
But the two on the field had no such concerns.
They continuously clashed with the sharp blades in their hands.
Clang~
Oh no!
Abel's eyes widened.
"Kamui!"
With Kamui activated, Abel barely dodged Tony's blade by phasing.
The two pulled apart.
Abel looked at his bleeding abdomen and the Spirit Word Blade that Tony had severed, feeling a bit helpless.
This guy in front of him really could cut through anything.
"Are you alright? Are you alright? Can you still go on?!"
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