My Soul card is a Reaper

"There was already a spell put on cauldron before it materialized into the living world. When the time comes, it destroys itself and turn into invisible toxic gas that enters the target's body through skin. Now, usually, it doesn't work as the soul energy inside the target will resist it.

But, when the target doesn't have much energy reserves or have their soul orb sealed, they were bound to become unconscious. The most potent of this technique is that not even a demigod can sense it, unless they possess special eyes. Of course, it is useless against you."

Upon listening to the Reaper's explanation, Azzy couldn't help but furrow his brows in displeasure, "isn't it cheating?" He commented.

The Reaper chuckles, "he didn't break any of your tournament rules. If anything, he should be lauded for showing such method."

"But…"

"Moreover, your intention isn't to show your clansmen that their clan leaders are strong and upright but to show your guests that your clan is still strong, isn't it? Now, if you try to point out their fault, it will be akin to humiliating your own clan."

*Sigh* "Yeah, I guess…"

Azzy also doesn't want to implicate the clan leaders further as he has already did so by dragging them into battling each other. Hence, without commenting on their battle, the young clan heir declared Harvard Smoke as the winner of the match and gestured for the helpers to carry an unconscious Ares Silver away.

After they were gone, he announced the next battle.

"That was some *Ahem* unexpected outcome, but anyway, I hope some of you have learnt something valuable from this battle.

Anyway, let's move on to the next battle."

Azzy turned toward the VIP section of the stadium and spoke, "Clan Leader Kylan Crescent and Clan leader Demure Ash, please make it to the Arena."

As Kylan/Kyle Crescent and Demure took a glance at each other, the latter let out a flirtatious gaze, "Ho, didn't expect my opponent would be you, Kyle. I wonder if young master knew that you were once my student and wishes for his granduncle to defeat his master."

Kyle Crescent coughed in response, "Mind your manners, Clan Leader Demure. You merely mentored me for a few years on our former Clan leader's order. For your information, you never fought me when we were on same soul realm."

"We'll see about that," Demure opened her fan, looking like she was amused by his reply, "You remembered your wager, right? I hope you are prepared to handover Thunder Pagoda to Ash Clan."

Kyle's facial expression hardened and slowly flew into the air. He didn't give any reply and left the VIP Box. Demure maintained her amusing smile, following the suit.

As they landed on the battle platform, Azzy flew high and signalled the start of the battle.

Kyle didn't hesitate to summon his Arcana Spirit right away, a saber with lightning sparks dancing upon its blade. On the other hand, Demure did nothing but waved her hand fan, "This takes me back to your childhood.

Three hundred years ago, you were that nerdy body who was fixated on becoming a spy for the clan and you are stubborn on killing someone, but look at you now, a clan leader with tens of thousands of followers. And you forged this path by stepping over thousands of corpses. Every time I see you, I really feel proud of myself, for changing your mind and forcing you into a different path."

Kyle didn't react to her comments and brandished his saber like a whip, "Don't waste your time on useless chat. Take out your weapon."

"No need to be so serious…" Demure made a pout before letting out a sigh, "Fine, I'll entertain you for a while."

Soon, a black orb appeared in front of her and Kyle charged forward with the saber.

Kyle reached her in a jiffy and thrusted the saber at Demure's abdomen. The floating black orb suddenly released enormous amount of black coloured sand from it, spreading it like a wall and blocking Kyle's saber.

Kyle's legs swiftly moved to the side, going around the barrier. He attacked her from the side but Demure merely glanced from the corner of her eyes and waved her hand-fan. The wall of black sand extended, blocking the saber once again.

Kyle launched a flurry of attacks at terrifying speeds of a peak stage legendary realm expert but none of those landed for twenty seconds. He had to leap up and land a bit far away, the audience saw him taking heavy breaths.

Meanwhile, Azzy, who was watching from the above, mumbled, "Hmm, 344 attacks in 20 seconds. Not even I could achieve such feat, despite my higher rank. Granduncle is really going all out. No wonder he was out of breath. But, at the same time, Demure Ash's magnetic sand seemed even more formidable with its high durability and great reflexes. She didn't even move from the spot.

It should have consumed great amount of mental stamina but she looked completely fine. That's a thousand year old veteran for you…"

Kyle then raised his saber above his shoulder as he stretched his right leg to the front, with his saber's position horizontal to the ground; enormous amount of soul energy was poured into the sword and the intensity of the sparks of lightning had increased significantly, "Hidden Skill: New Moon."

Black colored gas escaped from Kyle, filling the surroundings in the shape of black clouds and blinding the vision of everyone, outside as well as the one who was enveloped by it.

Demure Ash was no exception but her expression didn't change a bit as if she doesn't care about it, "Foolish guy. Does he really think this would work against my magnetic sand?"

*Cling* Cling* Cling* Cling*

In her pitch black surroundings, she could hear the sounds of saber constantly striking her magnetic sand barrier. Her Arcana spirit is a platinum grade that doesn't need her to give her any order. It has its own conscious and could just move on its own, which it was doing since the start of the battle.

While its senses also blocked by this black clouds, its instincts developed over a thousand years made it possible for the Arcana spirit to continue blocking the attacks from Kyle.

But, what baffling here is that the lightning saber, with its high piercing abilities, couldn't break through the magnetic sand's defense, although Kyle and Demure are in the same stage of the same rank.

It was then Azzy spotted something strange, through his God Eyes soul skill.

Every time the sparks of lightning energy struck the magnetic sand wall, the sparks were being repelled while the soul energy striking the magnetic sand and a portion of the sand absorbing the energy and transforming into soul energy that resembles Demure's. But, within a micro second, more magnetic sand appears to fill the void.

Every time this happens, Demure's soul energy reserves are reduced. But then, the fan in her hand constantly absorbing the transformed energy and feeding it to Demure. As all of this is happening simultaneously, this is how she appears like her situation hasn't changed a bit while Kyle was being drained of his soul energy as well as his stamina.

Of course, it didn't go unnoticed to someone like Kyle, who was engaged in a close combat with Demure. Yet, he kept his momentum, continued to make failed attempts as if he was determined to break his opponent's arrogance.

And so, 80 seconds passed away, with most of the spectators not being to understand what's going on. All they could see sparks of lightning here and there inside the dark cloud.

In the end, just around 20 seconds away from the time limit, the dark clouds dissipated and Demure was seen standing in the same position with a smile on her face while Kyle was seen on one of his knees, panting heavily and supporting his body with the saber stuck in the reinforced concrete floor.

As the magnetic sand returned to the black orb, which started floating around her, Demure let out a chuckle, "You haven't changed a bit, Kyle. You pointlessly trying to keep break out of my Magneto's defenses, which are considered one of the best in the realm of Arcana. There's no way you could break it, especially when you are of lightning attribute.

Now, you are almost out of your energy reserves and also your stamina. Hmm… I guess about 7-8 seconds away from the battle. So, I'll end this now."

"Go…"

The magnetic sand once again rushed out of the orb, but suddenly, it was frozen in mid-air, taking everyone by surprise.

For the first time, Demure's annoying smile disappeared from her face and replaced with a frown. Kyle, on the other hand, developed a smile, "Crucification of the Crescent Moon, complete."

Using the remaining energy, he charged forward; lightning burst out of his body and the saber as he leaped at her.

Demure stayed there like a statue with her eyes widened.

*Ugh*

The saber's blade pierced her abdomen and came out of it.

"H… How?" She forced out the words in shock.

Kyle, who reached her, forced out words, "I have precisely struck you 1028 times. You should know this technique better than anyone, Clan Leader Demure."

"Crucification…" She forced out the words as blood tricked down her lips.