Chapter 1684 by Marina Vittori

Alaric smoothly jumped backward to create distance between himself and Seth.

The Inferno Fury Spear veered abruptly as a forceful kick struck its shaft, colliding with the airborne Dragon Sparrow Sword.

A thunderous explosion followed, unleashing a radiant burst of light. Both weapons recoiled into the hands of their respective wielders, signifying a temporary stalemate.

“Alaric, you missed an opportunity,” Seth said, now wielding the Dragon Sparrow Sword.

“If you had pressed your attack, I might not have emerged unscathed. Your reluctance reveals a fear of injury and accidents-it’s your weakness.”

As people aged, the fear of death often heightened. In Seth’s view, Alaric, secluded for years, had lost the essence of a true warrior despite his profound cultivation.

With his spear pointed diagonally, Alaric retorted, “Killing you is easy without unnecessary risks.”

“Is that so? Then, show me the might of a Chief Guildmaster of Dragon Guard! “Swiftly initiating an attack, Seth aimed to end the confrontation.

He was aware that prolonged engagement would only complicate matters.

Alaric’s sudden appearance was an unexpected twist in the unfolding events. It hinted that the skilled experts of the Dragon Guard were likely on their way there, hastening to join the escalating fight.

Sensing the imminent threat of being surrounded, Seth recognized the urgency for a swift end to the battle. Even if it meant facing potential grave injuries, he was determined to press Alaric into a retreat.

“You’re overestimating your abilities!” Alaric scoffed, confronting Seth’s sword head-on, his spear poised for a counterattack.1

The clash between these two exceptional warriors erupted into a dynamic and strategic confrontation.

Alaric was a master of spear techniques, displaying a commanding skill that unleashed a whirlwind of strikes. His moves seamlessly combined thrusts, parries, and piercing maneuvers with unpredictable finesse.

His immense strength and expert spear skills made him seem like a divine force in human form-an unstoppable power.

In contrast, Seth’s swordsmanship was sharp and agile. He tactically used his nimbleness to dodge Alaric’s potent attacks.

Even though Alaric held a higher rank on the Astonishing World List, it wasn’t solely based on individual cultivation levels.

Other factors like techniques, weapons, special moves, and hidden arts played crucial roles. Courage, determination, and sheer willpower were also important in determining these rankings.

When Seth and Alaric faced off against each other, their true strength shone through in the face of challenges. The key to victory lay in their wholehearted determination and willingness to give their all.

Even though Seth’s skills were not as advanced as Alaric’s, his readiness to sacrifice himself made up for any shortcomings.

So, as they clashed on the mountain summit, the outcome remained uncertain until the very end. The intense battle between these two strong opponents continued relentlessly. At the foot of the mountain, the battle between Dustin and Nestor had reached its climax.

Even though they were going at it fiercely and seemed evenly matched, they were both running on fumes and were on the edge of exhaustion.

With his Adamantine shield, Nestor managed to catch his breath and escaped major injuries.

On the other hand, Dustin, fueled by a combination of potent pills and unyielding determination, had pushed his body to its limits.

The intense battle had brought them to a critical point. If they kept at it, one of them might not make it out alive, and the other would be seriously hurt.

“Go to hell!” Dustin shouted, making a last, desperate move. He thrust the Celestial Blade toward Nestor’s chest.

A thunderous sound resonated as a colossal golden bell descended from the sky, enveloping Nestor. The Celestial Blade struck the bell, scattering sparks, but failed to breach its defenses.

Inside the bell, Nestor smirked.

“Logan, it’s no doubt that you’ve pushed me to my limits. But, sorry to say, you still can’t finish me. How does it feel? Angry? Frustrated?

“Just like ten years ago when you had to watch your friends and loved ones get slaughtered. Kirin? You’re nothing but a joke now!”

As Nestor burst into mocking and brazen laughter, he remained oblivious to the crimson glow that had consumed Dustin’s eyes.