Digitize: Rebirth of the Silver Death God

The arena now carried a spooky air due to the devilish ghost's appearance, but as everyone who observed these proceedings were experts, none of them showed any looks of concern. Rather, all onlookers watched on in excitement as the devilish ghost swept towards Nero with malicious intent.

"Haha, it's that same old trick again, using the arena hazards to take down and hold back their opponents, I wonder, what do you think will happen to the kid?"

"No idea, he doesn't seem all that strong, but then again, there's always one or two surprises. Maybe if he uses his head, he might just be able to change its course."

The onlookers discussed the current proceedings with glee, many of them thought it would be too difficult to come out of the present circumstances, but sadly for them, the scene was about to play out differently.

Nero firmly gripped his scythe as he calmly stood on the rattling chains beneath his feet, his red pupils glaring at the devilish ghost not with panic, but a confident and sharp look.

'If I can't deal with a simple ghost, how can I call myself a reaper?' Nero thought to himself, he didn't know where this confidence came from, but as if it was instinctive, he felt an innate superiority whenever he saw the evil ghost's appearance.

Suddenly, Grezelor's Cursed Scythe began to pulsate as if it had a beating heart, sinister greenish energies then formed around it, merging with Nero's silver magic power. Not wasting any time, Nero decided to act now and finish it; he knew that he only had a limited time in his transformed state.

"Die!" Nero roared as his body shifted forwards at immense speeds, using the boost from his Four Point Unity Steps.

Jack, who had had only now smashed apart the chains which bounded the game ball, looked at Nero and smirked as he thought, 'Ha, this kid is bold, to think he'd charge at it directly, the only way to defeat this in head-on combat is if he had stage seven combat power, but what kind of rookie can so easily accomplish this feat?'

As Jack finished his thoughts, his attention was about to turn on to the ball once more. However, right at this moment, a series of alarming cries sounded from the audience.

"Huh? What the heck?"

"Well done, brat!"

As the voices sounded, Jack frowned as he wondered what the commotion was for, but as his eyes glanced at Nero's direction, they widen in surprise before they narrowed.

"This boy... he's more than I thought," Jack said as the scene on Nero's side underwent a turn.

With a whoosh, Nero's figure had swept by the devilish ghost that struck its long nails towards his previous location, but as if this didn't faze the ghost, it shrieked before it spun its body and slashed out a wild flurry of attacks.

Nero, who faced this sudden change, had already lowered his posture with the scythe held behind him. His eyes flashed in reddish rays as he twisted his body at high speeds leaving behind only an oddly sinister greenish trail of light in the positioned of the scythe's edge.

With a sharp cry, this greenish light danced across the chains, easily curving through the flurry of rapid attacks by the devilish ghost's long nails. It then drew a series of lines around the devilish ghost body before it halted at a positioned behind it, forming once more into the scythe's edge along with Nero, who held it.

The devilish ghost was a bit alarmed; it felt a strange feeling around its body, it wanted to flee, but it was a pity, for it was too late.

The moment it turned to flee, the ghost's body started to show strange green lines in various areas; with a painful shriek, the ghost lifted its head in utmost horror before its body vanished behind a series of green mist which soon after faded.

'The Soul Erosion passive skill is truly a deadly technique to these kinds of lifeforms. I need to make use of it some more,' Nero thought as he glanced at the shimmering edge of Grezelor's Cursed Scythe before he turned his attention towards his front.

Now, the ball that floated at the center of the arena had transformed, forming into a mischievous sprite with a holy barrier around it. As if it didn't like anything in the world, the sprite waved its hand, causing the ball to move towards another of the chain's intersections with unknown dangers.

Jack snorted at this as he hurriedly spoke, "Bera, do it now."

"Elsha: Bewitching Dream," Bera, who seemed to have been waiting for a while spoke as she blew her flute, causing a strange melody to sound across the arena.

The sprite had been directing itself towards an obstacle halted as if it was under a trance; it then began to float idly.

Jack smirked at this as he spoke, "Haha, well done, I'll do the rest."

Following his words, Jack jumped in the air towards the spirit, prepared to hit it towards Nero's and Ryo's goal points, but Nero had already arrived by this time.

"Flash Cut!" Nero said as utilized the Flash Cut with his scythe; the edge gleamed in bright silvery lights as it swept towards Jack at alarming speeds due to the momentum from an even stronger spinning force.

"This shitty kid, humph, I show you not to mess with grownups." Jack cursed under his breath as he was forced to turn his attention from the ball. He then swung his knife down towards the brilliant streak of light.

With a loud clinking sound, the tip of the knife accurately stabbed its edge of Nero's scythe, forcing the scythe to appear from the previously bright cluster of silver lights.

Nero wasn't shocked at this; he stared at Jack with a grim look as he thought, 'He could see through it so easily, these guys are well beyond me in combat. But even if so...'

As Nero pondered to here, he then smirked as he spoke, "It's still my win."

Following Nero's words, a ghostly shadow was noticed rushing towards the spirit at high speeds, Jack looked at this with a bit of surprise, but he soon made a sly look and spoke, "Oh, a clone? Interesting, an excellent method, but are you sure you've won, kid?"

Nero frowned at this as he didn't know why Jack was still confident even after seeing his phantom-like clone that was far ahead, but before he could even figure out the plot, Jack had already acted.

Jack switched his knife to reverse grip with a twist of his wrist as the blade glowed in a bright green colored light.

"Alisif: Reverse Wind Edge," Jack said as an arc of green wind pushed Nero away towards the distance. This arc seemed no different from an actual knife's edge as it sent out sparks while clashing against the edge of Nero's scythe.

As this happened, Jack snickered as his feet touched the chains pushing himself towards the front at alarming speeds. He swooshed by like a blurry shade arriving before Nero's clone.

"Huh? He's so fast," Nero said in surprise as he tried to counter Jack, but before he could even react, Jack leaped over his body and made a roundhouse kick across Nero's face, the force of the kick smashed the head of the clone before causing it to disperse into a puffy mist.

Jack then gracefully landed onto the chains, causing it to rattle slightly, as if he was light like feathers. He then glanced at Nero's real body, which was still being forced back by the Wind Edge as he smirked and taunted by waving his finger.

"Trying to outplay me, you've got a long way to go, brats."

After Jack said this, he then charged towards the sprite once more, moving like a blurry figure.

Nero looked at this and gritted his teeth as he tried to resist the wind edge's force. After pushing a large amount of magic power into his scythe, he managed to change its trajectory to the side, giving himself room to breathe.

'Darn, how can he be so strong even when suppressed?' Nero inwardly cursed as he stared at his numb arm.

Adult Nero chuckled and spoke, "Experience."

Nero rolled his eyes, not bothering to say anything. He knew time was limited and didn't want to waste a moment bickering.

'Looks like we'll have to use that method after all,' Nero thought was his eyes flashed as if discussing something with Ryo, his body then rapidly sped across the chains as he chased after Jack.

By now, Jack had once more caught up with the sprite; he lifted his knife that once more glowed in bright green lights as if he was about to unleash a powerful skill.

"Ha, I'll send you flying straight into that bucket," Jack said with flashing eyes, he was only moments from using the skill, but suddenly, there was a change.

A bright golden arrow smashed into the ball from an unexpected direction, blasting it towards an opposing side. Jack, who was surprised, looked at this in shock as he saw that in that direction, another of Nero's clones standing still, as it had been waiting for a long time.

"Oh, crap!" Jack said, as he knew at this moment, he had been played by the duo from the very beginning.