Dark Magus Returns

The confident words from the Demon were unheard of from the crowd. Everyone, including the citizens, knew the strength of the clan heads and those at the top of the pecking order.

The regular citizens always lived in fear that they might disrespect a simple Pagan warrior and lose their life over it. Many, if they knew a Clan head was coming to visit, would just stay indoors for fear of angering a certain individual.

Those that were Pagan warriors knew this even more so, and for those that were lower ranking, the Clan heads were treated like royalty. No one would dare go up against them.

Yet here was a single person who showed no fear at all, and he was starting to live up to his nickname, the Demon, but even more so, they supported what he said.

Cheers erupted in the stadium, shaking the whole place.

"Yeah, can you believe it, a clan head has to threaten a student of all things. That wasn't what this tournament was made for in the first place."

"And how could a person attack their own student? We all know why he didn't want to go up against him, maybe the Clan head is afraid that the Demon will beat him instead!"

"Ha, could you believe it, if a Clan head took part in this tournament and lost against a student."

The loud words reverberated, being echoed throughout the arena and filling the ears of Crine himself. His aura had moved away from Mada, dropping him to the floor.

Once again, everyone in the room felt like they could breathe, they could move freely and were able to stand again.

"You're being extremely stupid, kid, setting up a threat against someone like me," Crine said as he walked forward, while Raze still stood on the edge looking in.

"You should know, we don't take part in these things because there is a large difference between me and you. Right now, you might think that you are as high as the sky in the high, but you should know that Heaven exists above that sky."

"Heaven?" Raze asked. "For those that punish students like you, the only place you are deserving of is below my feet!"

Loud cheers erupted again as the mirrors displayed everything. For a moment, it didn't feel like they were watching a fight, but an intense drama that was going on in the Pagan warrior world.

"Those words, it looks like you want me to grant you your wish!" Crine said. He placed his foot onto the floor, and his Qi had swollen the ground. Even though it was solid, it rippled as if he had stepped into a puddle.

Lifting his foot up, water flowed through the air. The visual Qi made it so the water felt like it was really there in front of them. It was clearly an extremely high-level skill that was being used, and Raze knew it as well.

'Without the Lux sword, and the Blazer, or my magic, stopping something like this might be extremely difficult to do, but with him attacking me like this right now, I will have the upper hand,' Raze thought, a small smirk appearing on the corner of his face, but he quickly tried to hide it, straightening his face instantly.

The attack swung through the air, and the light-colored water had turned solid dark blue and was glowing with intensity. Crine was still incredibly far away, but he knew his attack would hit.

As the kick reached its ending point, a hand reached out and grabbed the tip of Crine's foot. Immediately, a spark of Dark energy flashed, and in an instant, all of the water faded.

It looked as if all of the visual Qi was absorbed or destroyed in that moment. As for the person who was holding onto Crine's foot, it was none other than Murkel.

'He stopped an attack of one of the other main clan heads with a single hand like that. Even with Magic, that's not something I'm capable of doing. Is the difference between the two of us still this high? Was I still underestimating him?'

That was when Raze remembered the title he had been given in the Dark Faction, the one closest to reaching the Divine Stage. Although the other factions didn't really know each other's strength, so it was hard to say if Belil or those like Sha Mo were close to reaching the Divine stage.

The name wouldn't have been given to him for no reason.

However, the Light Faction Clan heads that were watching everything with the large mask on their faces were also surprised by everything that was happening.

"What should we do? Should we stop the match, fix the glass, and start over again?"

"More important matters are at hand. How do we quell the anger of both of these groups? They could be battling out with each other at any second."

"The fact that a Dark Faction Clan head has tried to attack another student during a tournament that we are in charge of, if we do nothing, then there will never be an end to all of this."

"Maybe it's best if we do stay out of this. The tension between the two of them will be good. Originally, we were going to try and strike a deal with the Dark Faction. If we formed an alliance, then an attack from two sides would make it incredibly hard for the Demonic Faction to act.

"But with the strength the Demonic Clan showed today, that might not be the best idea. A war between these two, if we can create a big reason for these two to fight, it might just work out, so I say we do nothing."

Murkel had blocked the attack and then threw Crine's foot back on the floor quite aggressively. It was quite clear he was upset by what had occurred.

"The Demon, as they call you, don't you have someone else to deal with. I have stopped the trouble on my side; now you must do what you need to do," Murkel stated.

Before Raze could even reply, he had sensed someone was coming from his side, and he could see that Ricktor was running at him. Ricktor was running at him even before the warning that was given by Murkel.

Lifting up his sword, Raze deflected the attack but was pushed back against the ground. It was a powerful blow made by Ricktor, a serious one.

Now Raze looked to be on the back foot as he defended strike after strike, and eventually, the two of them met in the center; Raze was pushed to the middle.

'Good job, Ricktor,' Safa thought. 'I have no clue what would have happened if the two stayed, and the Light Faction didn't seem to be doing anything yet either. Right now, no one has a plan on how we should get out.'

Ricktor then jumped back and gave Raze some space; right after that, Raze charged in for the first time in the match. He then used the fourth descending step, kicking him forward, and swung his sword down.

It was filled with Qi; the sword lit up, but it wasn't any of the Dark Edge Formations that he knew; it was a simple swing, and that's when Ricktor had gone flying in the other direction.

He took a tumble; his body bounced off the ground a few times until he crashed into another part of the wall, only partly breaking it. He then fell to the floor and lay there, waiting until he heard the news.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it seems the Demon has done it again; give it up for Jake, as he is the winner!"

After seeing what Jake had done, the crowd was very pleased as they continued to cheer, and one corner even started to chant the word Demon.

As the winner was declared for the fight, Raze looked at his weapon. 'That attack I put a normal amount of Qi in it; he shouldn't have gone that far… I'm sure of it, this was an act by Ricktor.

'He kicked off the ground to make the attack seem more powerful and bounced himself, then crashed his body into the wall. To make it look believable. I thought there was a chance he wanted to do it at the beginning, but it seemed like he wanted a fight.'

Raze wasn't wrong in his thought as at the start Ricktor truly did want a full-on fight with Raze, but after seeing what he had done, how he was still able to help Mada even though he was on the field, and how he had the guts to threaten a Clan head to their face, he knew they needed him.

'We will need you in top strength, if you're going to try and get us out of here by taking them down,' Ricktor thought. 'So I will allow you to be in top strength.'

Getting up, both of them headed back to the viewing area, feeling unrestricted by the result of the event.

"We will now be moving onto the next fight, the shining star of the Light faction Hannah, against the backbone of the Dark Faction team, Safa!"