Arksha rushed into the deep, thick fog of dust, Moby's cold eyes glowing through unnaturally bright with a complex pattern to them unlike before.

Without speaking a single word and a mellow smile on his face, he punched straight at the figure ahead with no remorse.

He hated what he was about to do, attacking his idol was something he did not wish to happen as he wanted them to get along and be in agreement. Yet, now that did not seem very possible and he had to do what he had to do to get things his way and save her from such a pathetic host.

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The punch had nearly connected, yet was suddenly stopped out of nowhere by a dull, black barrier that began to glow only to explode a second after it broke, Moby looking at him with even colder eyes of death as he was sent away hurling and skitting on the floor from the impact of his own attack that had caught him off guard.

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The shalker yelled, looking up at the cloud of dust only to see Moby's body once again, now glowing all the colours of the rainbow, the sound of sparks all around him before he had suddenly disappeared and instantly reappeared directly in front of him, which also caught Arksha off guard yet still managed to react in time do to his superior power, punching straight at Moby's face that was completely enveloped in what seemed like a mixture of shadows and black lightning, only for his attack to once again go through Moby's face like he was not even there.

In his confusion once more, he began to infuse his fists with his red energy, making him hear a grunt of pain from Moby's body, seeing that it worked.

Yet, as soon as he wanted to infuse even more energy, Moby's body was once again gone without a trace, like he had completely disappeared from his location, only for him to feel a burning pain strike him from behind that only barely managed to pierce his skin, managing to attack back with his backhands and release a burst of energy surrounding his entire body, forcing Moby to jump away and dodge.

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Arksha spoke at the figure of death ahead, his black aura surrounding his entire body, raging and flowing everywhere with a mixture of black fire, ice, lightning, and shadow, purple energy from the air moving into him like a moth to a flame, the look on his face even more deadly than before, the figure of a dragon in his shadows.

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He responded, snapping his fingers, creating a sudden aura of black surrounding the entire battlefield which only seemed to make him faster and his opponent slower.

Lifting his hands up in weird symbols, a cry was heard from behind him, sounding more like a screech of death as several black undead spirits crawled straight out of the ground, the looks of absolute death and despair on their non-human, alien faces that resembled something more animalistic and primal than humans, their skeletons easily seen through their see-through skin, odd weapons of energy in their hands.

Then, they were followed up by a dozen beasts, lions made out of lightning, black in colour, their roars of electricity echoing everywhere in the air.

Lifting both of his hands up, Moby created 2 black disks and threw them at the amused yet bewildered shalker ahead, only for him to catch them with his bare hands, and throw them back at Moby like a frisbee.

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*Snap*

Surrounding his body in black fire and snapping his fingers, he boosted ahead at incredible speed, waving them away with a swipe of his hands like he used telekinesis, his army of lions and undead following straight from behind as he once again appeared in front of the shalker, casting black, shadow enhanced ice on the ground, locking his feet in place so he couldn't dodge before he blasted him with a wave of black fire straight ahead, aiming for the shalker's face.

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The shalker laughed, simply blowing the stream of fire away like it was nothing with a smile on his face.

With his right hand, Moby continued his attack of flames and with his open left hand, he opened it up, waving his hands into odd symbols and hand movements before yelling.

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Suddenly, the burst of fire previously exiting his body was multiplied to several times its previous strength, the shalker now no longer able to simply blow it away as it now completely surrounded his face.

Yet, it was still no time for celebration as it was nowhere near over… With a swipe of his hands, Moby was struck straight in the stomach, turning his body into shadows before the complete impact of the attack struck him as he looked at his opponent's smokey face that was charred black instead of its normal snow white.

Yet, despite its colour, he still looked completely fine, virtually unharmed.

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Moby's shadowy eyes grew wide seeing Arksha's reaction, not mad at all, rather excited instead.

Yet, Moby/Avilia did not let that distract them.

In the next instant, with the power of future sight possessed by eyes of sin, they managed to witness a big, muscular figure seemingly teleport and punch straight at their shadowy face.

Blinking away, they barely even managed to react only to once again see another attack in its place, forcing them to teleport once more.

The difference in raw power between them was simply too immense to climb

The army of undead and lions had only just caught up to the battle, pouncing at Arksha from all directions only for him to swat them all away like flies, while at the same time attacking him as well, seemingly able to predict everywhere he was able to teleport until he ran out, a seemingly unavoidable energy-infused attack that he could not phase through now headed in his direction.

So, he was forced into warping away to one of his marks, now blending into his army of lightning lions and undead.

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Arksha spoke as soon as he noticed her gone, now looking around as he casually swatted away every undead headed in his direction like mere insects that were not even worth his time.

And, without even paying attention, looking around to see if he could spot Avilia, he was suddenly bit on the arm by a lion that had somehow dodged his attack, making him look at it with wide-open eyes and swat it away once more as he for some reason missed it despite his battle aura.

Yet, when he did so once more, the lion disappeared, making him suddenly realize what had just happened.

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He yelled with a hint of disbelief and excitement, turning around only to see Moby with his energy-infused sword ready to slash down at him who was too slow to react due to his previous lion transformation, putting his hands up to block the attack that had once again caused a small cut through his skin before he attacked back only for his opponent to teleport away.

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He yelled, turning around to exactly where Moby went, punching straight at him.

With even more hand signs, a deadly glow in his eyes, Moby once again spoke.

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Suddenly, as if the entire world was on his shoulders, the body of the shalker became extremely heavy, barely even able to move, black chains of pure demon energy sprouted out of the ground, tying every one of his joins, making it almost impossible for him to even move.

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With another hand seal, using the opportunity to his advantage, Moby infused his sword with as much energy as he could, now slashing straight at the Shalker's body who made no effort to avoid or even dodge the attacks to his vitals, his entire body now littered with small wounds that barely managed to penetrate his iron skin, several of his undead summons and lightning lions attacking along with him, Moby yelling at him as he attacked, his attacks getting stronger as he spoke.

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The shalker roared an almighty that shook the entire planet and even the heavens themselves, snapping out of his restraints like they were nothing, zero injuries on his body with a wildly different look in his eyes than previous, the amused look no longer there which made Moby/Avilia smile with clear hatred on their face as they felt immense power enter their body, now not from the air around them but from their opponent as well, now using sin-modes full potential instead of simply using whatever new power Moby had suddenly obtained before.

After breaking out, he immediately sprouted wings of red energy, flapping them like an extension of his body, pulling out a massive greatsword from a storage ring that he had been saving in his inventory.

Moby who had just witnessed that sight followed suit, flying straight at Arksha with demon dragon wings, boosting himself with black fire from his feet to increase the speed, waving a hand sign only for dozens of black missiles of demon energy to blast out of him, easily deflected by his opponent who did not even bat an eye to such a powerful attack, his mighty black katana now aimed straight for its head.

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Moby's thrust was instantly blocked like it was nothing, and in the blink of an eye, his arms that were previously connected to his shoulders separated and began falling on the ground… Arksha's sword movements simply too fast for Moby to even register them as he stored his katana in his inventory before it fell on the ground, shaking away the unease and disbelief in his soul, not giving up as survival and revenge were the only things on his mind.

With a thrust of his great sword straight at Moby's pathetic, armless corpse, protected by simple black barriers that might as well been thin glass in his eyes, he thought it would be all over, casting an anti teleportation ward on him, just in case he ran away like before.

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*ROOOOAAAARRR*

Suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, a burst of black energy exploded out of Moby's face along with a loud, mighty dragon roar, the energy so intense that it did not feel like any attack Moby had done prior, managing to leave actual, somewhat severe burn marks and damage on his face.

*Grrrr*

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With an audible grunt, Arksha looked up only to see Moby rushing straight at him once more, his arms now a thick shadowy black around what the flesh that had almost completely regenerated already, the katana thrust straight at him as he blocked it, sensing even greater speed and power behind this attack than before as his opponent who was now glowing a rainbow aura around his black demon energy, shadows, fire, ice, and lightning only seemed to get stronger and stronger as the fight progressed.

Yet, despite that fact and all his tricks, he was still nowhere near strong enough as he was immediately blown away trying to block, Arksha flying suit as they made eye contact once more, both of their faces looking rage-filled, cold and terrifying, like monsters straight out of the depths of hell.

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An otherworldly female voice was heard from Moby, which made his opponent hesitate enough for him to catch his balance and strike, yet only to be blocked and slashed through the stomach as a counter by the superior shalker as he was no longer able to teleport away, continuing their aerial battle with 1 person clearly taking the upper hand.

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'FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! IT DOESN'T MATTER HOW STRONG HE IS! HE NEEDS TO PAY! >>