Apotheosis

"Don't even think of leaving!"

Marco had started running after Zen had, but he soon appeared before Zen, sword held aloft in his hand.

If Zen tried to dodge him, he'd probably be struck down into two halves by the sword.

He frowned and looked around. He bent down, bunching his body into as small a ball as possible, and managed to escape from the narrow sliver of space he had been left, just barely avoiding the sword.

But Marco landed a kick to his abdomen just as he had thought he had dodged it. .

Zen let out a loud "Oof!" as he landed on the huge drum, bouncing several times and making it rumble.

The members of the Xu Clan began to cheer loudly. They had no idea what had happened before, nor did they care. All they knew was that Marco represented them and their Xu Clan.

In an exquisite room in the flying carriage of Xu Clan...

Lazlo, Grayson, and Drystan watched the battle on the huge drums, rendered unmoving by the intensity of their interest.

"Young master Marco is better than we thought."

"He was never bad. He's using the Spirits Trinity, which makes him much more powerful than others from the same stage as him."

"I just don't understand why he had to travel all this way to kill this guy. He could have just assigned this task to the intelligence agency. It would have been a piece of cake for us."

The three of them had been concerned about Marco, but watching him fight had filled them with relief.

Zen got back to his feet, but Marco had launched another sword attack before he could steady himself. .

Zen raised his sword to defend himself but his power was absorbed by Marco's sword attack. Again.

As all the strength left Zen's arm, Marco brought his sword down on Zen's neck.

But Zen, sensing the danger, swiftly leaned backwards and avoided the power of the sword's slash. .

Like before, just as Zen dodged the sword attack, Marco forcefully elbowed him off. Zen landed some distance away on the drum with a loud thud.

Zen seemed quite defenseless against Marco.

"What happened to the guy from the Seven Mountains Meeting?" Marco mocked Zen.

Zen got to his feet again. He stretched out his arms, raised two fingers, and said, "200 divine megatons."

"What?" Marco was confused at Zen's reaction.

"There's a li

Xu Clan.

They hadn't done anything so far because they had thought Marco had it under control. None of them had seen this coming.

They shot out of the room like bullets, shredding the room into pieces. They were still halfway to where Zen and Marco were fighting, when a loud bang sounded from the giant drums.

Zen bobbed in the air, the huge drum under his feet having been turned to dust.

Marco crashed into the Clear Lake, causing a wave of more than a thousand feet high to rise.

"Is he still alive?" Zen's eyes narrowed since he hadn't yet seen Marco's body.

His sword slash had been partly shielded by a yellow diamond-shaped light curtain derived from Marco's Latent Theurgy.

Zen was determined to kill Marco. He wasn't about to ever let him go.

He shot towards the lake, moving so fast, it looked like he had just disappeared from where he had hovered over the drums. But Lazlo caught up with him.

"How dare you attack our young master? You're courting death!"

A deadly energy rose from Lazlo's hand as he charged towards Zen.

As a powerful warrior who had surpassed the Lust World, Lazlo saw Zen as a little boy who could be easily taken care of.

However, Lazlo was silently cursing Marco. He could have sent someone for Zen. But he had insisted on killing Zen himself and was now in serious trouble. If anything happened to him, the three of them would be buried alongside him.

Lazlo had thought dispatching Zen was an easy task, but a sudden, inexplicable sense of fear struck him.