Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

Chapter 2050 Lesson Two

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The world finally collapsed between them, unable to withstand the pressure any longer.

Space lashed out like a chain broken under high pressure, sending out scythes of black and silver lightning in all directions.

The two coughed up mouthfuls of blood as they were sent flying beneath their own strength. It was almost as though the two had compressed the air so much between them that they had created a bomb that detonated with their combined strength.

As strong as the two of them were, neither one could withstand a blow this powerful, and in an irony of ironies, the both of them ended up heavily injured after a long battle without significant strikes.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The whipping scythes tore into Ryu's Heavenly Dao Tree and Sarriel's array of swords. Half of both of them were obliterated in an instant, and while Sarriel seemed to be fine, the destruction of his Heavenly Dao Tree caused severe backlash to Ryu's soul.

He stabilized himself in the air, taking a deep breath before looking down at his chest. A mangled mesh of scales, flesh, and bone was all that could be seen. If he washed out the mess, it would probably clear out straight to the bone.

"This world is too weak for our battle... No, it isn't that...'

Ryu looked off into the distance.

There were Dao Gods fighting here. No matter how strong he and Sarriel were, they weren't a match for even the weakest Dao God in existence. So why could they fight. while they couldn't?

The truth was a little more complicated.

The two were in a perfect sweet spot where their personal strength was more than enough to cause destruction to a world of this caliber, and yet their Control was too weak to contain that strength.

These two factors together were what led to this result.

Sarriel hacked up mouthfuls of blood. She and Ryu both had sensed what was about to happen, but they also knew that whoever backed off first would take the brunt of the damage.

They had ended up in this state even with the two of them taking on the damage together. If one of them alone had been forced to take it on, they wouldn't even be alive right now.

Ryu took a breath, and the wind around him howled. He probably should have expected this result.

In truth, he had methods to deal with this matter and methods he could use to increase his Lord Control even further. But the reason the two hadn't been using their best techniques was that they knew from the moment Ryu awakened that this battle wouldn't have a conclusion here.

As for the reason for that...

Ryu's gaze sharpened as his look into the distance finally brought him what he was looking for.

A furious retreat.

Eska and Isemeine's evolution had left the battlefield in a completely lopsided state. There wasn't anything that their opponents could do against not just one, but two shockingly powerful individuals.

The worst of it was that Eska and Isemeine seemed to be a perfect complement to Ailsa even though the two were too arrogant and prideful to directly work together.

Ailsa wasn't a fan of close combat. She preferred to control the battlefield from a distance. Both her Cultus and Quibus Bloodlines were like this. In general, this was just the nature of Faeries. They were different from the Fey in this way.

This combination of Ailsa's was extremely powerful, allowing her to, in one part, contract a large number of spirits, corpse puppets, and demons, but also have the knowledge and control necessary to both nurture and guide them.

However, ultimately, in situations like this one, the best thing one could do to deal with Ailsa was to target her main body.

Of course, these were all relative. Ailsa's body was weak in comparison to her overall strength, but it was still enough for her to slap a normal Peak Dao God to death with a single blow.

Still, this was where Eska and Isemeine came in.

With their abilities fused, their close combat abilities were nothing short of shocking. While Ailsa could handle the long-ranged actions, the two of them thrived in the middle to short range. Not only did they provide shocking defense, but they pressed the enemies in a way that Ailsa hadn't been able to alone.

Controlling so many puppets and summons took a toll. Ailsa had been fighting against her seal for countless years, and her Focus Qi wasn't up to where it needed to be to summon her strongest cards.

And yet, this was the final result.

"What? You're not going to run now?" Ryu asked with a laugh. He didn't seem to notice the ghastly injuries on his body at all. His breathing remained steady and

unmoved.

"You're going to let me?" Sarriel sneered.

"Why wouldn't I?" Ryu replied as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Sarriel's gaze flashed. "You're a fool."

"I do things how I want. Don't mistake my intentions, though. This isn't because you're beautiful. I've killed more beautiful women in my lifetime than I care to count."

"You can't count what doesn't exist."

Ryu laughed at her words, understanding her meaning even if she didn't state it

explicitly.

Obviously, when Ryu called her beautiful but then went on to mention other beautiful women, she took offense. This wasn't out of jealousy, but rather disgust in Ryu putting her on a level playing field with them.

How could Ryu possibly use the same word to describe all of them? Her level of beauty wasn't something that just popped up everywhere.

Sarriel wasn't the type to take great pride in her looks, but she wouldn't allow anyone to claim she didn't look good either.

The irony was that Ryu had never said such a thing.

Ryu's laughter faded, and a sharpness returned to his eyes.

"I'll give you lesson two at the Title Stele."