Nameless King

For Gisle to win he needed to inflict three more wounds on Wain, even if they were simple scratches from random wind currents, it would still count as fulfilling the conditions. Wain was not one to specialize in defense, he had no defensive skills let alone healing skills, so all he could do to protect his body was to cover himself with a dense layer of darkness.

However, he wouldn't do that, his favorite fighting style was to put everything on speed and attack, so Wain just stared at Gisle with a sly grin letting out tremendous streams of dark energy.

'When you switch to the Fifth Chronicle, besides the increase in overall strength there is one very important change, Beyond and the Form become one, forming something more powerful...' Wain internally muttered as he stared at Gisle, 'However, even in the Fourth Chronicle you can try to achieve similar results if you activate two powers at once and have excellent control.'

"I hope you're ready!" Gisle exclaimed as he pointed his katana at Wain, with a piercing stare like a brutal wind current.

Whoooooooooooosh.

Wain only showed him a slight smile as at the same moment a large amount of energy emitted from Gisle and something strange began to happen to the space around him. For a moment, Gisle seemed to become a black hole as all the air around him gradually accelerated. Its sphere of influence was spreading and even the wind that was hundreds of meters away quickly rushed towards it as if it was the only possible point.

'Hmm...? What an unusual ability... I've seen many times someone burn all the air around them, but never one to consume it.' Wain wondered as suddenly he felt he couldn't take a breath as he simply had nothing to breathe.

'What? He created a vacuum?' Wain's eyes went wide as he wanted to say something, but realized he literally wasn't capable of it either he couldn't breathe, but for him, even an hour without air was no big deal.

'Hahaha, okay, this looks like it's going to be something interesting.' Wain chuckled with an excited expression.

Normally the wind at tremendous speed should have turned into powerful torrents, then into tornadoes, but they all just disappeared into Gisle's chest gradually increasing his power.

Whooooooooosh.

Gisle waved his hand sending a thin stream of wind toward Wain with words that sounded a second later, "Wain, I know that my Beyond and the Form can in no way compare to yours now, however, I assure you that if you are not serious you will get a more serious wound than a simple scratch."

Wain couldn't answer as only Gisle could speak now because of the special situation, but in combat, you didn't need words to convey your feelings to your opponent. Wain just gripped the hilt of his sword tightly as his eyes grew deeper, at the same moment a bright flash came out of Gisle blinding Wain for a moment and Gisle's appearance changed significantly.

His gray hair became snow white, shoulder-length. His body was covered by a vast mantle on his cloak with countless swirls raging on it, a nearly shattered hoop appeared on his head with many cracks in it, but a powerful stream of wind came out of each.

'Not bad, but so far there's nothing surprising about it. If he has no special ability, he can't hurt me!' Wain inwardly exclaimed as he lunged forward, holding his sword with the blade down.

The tip of the sword left a wide cut on the ground behind Wain, whose powerful footsteps made the ground shake.

Gisle was calm and collected as this time he didn't duck, he just took a fighting stance, leaning forward slightly and swinging his katana.

Whoooooooooosh.

The swing of the katana created several whirlwinds in the air, they hovered over Gisle and began to spin violently tossing aside wind blades aimed directly at Wain.

'A multiple attacks? Do you want to defeat me by inflicting the last three scratches on me? Not a bad plan, but I can't let that happen.' Wain inwardly shook his head before stepping forward, swinging his sword from the bottom up.

The streams of the darkness beside Wain followed his will and rushed forward, forming a huge wave along with his sweep. It was several meters high, it seemed that such a wave could easily destroy part of a forest or completely demolish a small village.

Gisle's gaze grew serious as the wave easily swallowed and destroyed all the blades with swirls, so soon it should have reached him.

'Damn... His simple swing has such enormous power... However, I have the advantage, for Wain is not one to put all his power into one point, he always acts with a kind of sweep. Gisle's mind began to accelerate, coming up with the best next action as he directed energy to his weapon, 'I may have been lucky, but he's a handy opponent for me.'

Gisle took a deep breath and seemed unhurried to swing his katana from top to bottom. Though he acted measured and clear, his real speed was enormous as in a heartbeat katana blade was near the ground.

Whooooooooooosh.

At the same moment, the massive wave was split in two by a vertical wind blade, heading toward Wain with tremendous speed.

'Wow!' Wain's eyes narrowed as he quickly jumped aside, realizing that blocking such an attack was dangerous.

The wave of darkness split into two streams that passed near Gisle like black rivers, but not a single drop hit him.

Clap. Clap. Clap.

Wain clapped his hands with an excited smile. Though no sound came from them, there was no need for Wain to be able to convey his delight. Then, he showed Gisle his palms, where there were still only six scratches and one on his face as if to say that it was beautiful but useless.

'Huh, I wasn't trying to attack.' Gisle showed him a smirk, 'The real attack is coming now!'

With those words Gisle's eyes turned icy as he gripped the katana tightly, holding it horizontally as if he was going to split the world in two.