The Author's POV

Chapter 531

'The chip inside of my head? …What is he talking about?'

I always used the chip inside of my head.

In the split second that 'Eyes of Chronos' was activated, I wouldn't have been able to think if it weren't for the chip.

Was there another function of the chip that I did not know about? ...If there was, I wasn't aware of it.

It was then that the other me spoke. My attention once again shifted.

'Pay attention one more time.'

With his words fading, the Duke's body stumbled backward.

This came as a result of the previous punch.

As he stabilized his body, there was no longer any look of shock on his face, and in its place was an impassive and unreadable expression.

In front of the silent audience, he attempted to keep a straight face.

His figure disappeared once more as he expanded his wings, casting a large shadow over the arena. This time, his movements were clearly different. It was a lot faster than before.

But…

Bang-!

The results were the same.

"Huaaakk!"

Casually elbowing the right side, the Duke's body reappeared. It was only a casual elbow, but it was that casual elbow that caused his eyes to widen and his stomach to cave in.

A glob of spittle flew towards my face, but my face remained unchanged.

'Did you manage to see?'

The echo of his voice reverberated throughout my mind.

Finding it difficult to digest what had happened, it took a while for me to answer back.

But I eventually did.

'…I have.'

While the answer was quite easy, it was the concept that I found difficult to grasp. Or even accept it as something that a human was remotely possible of achieving...

'Observe everything. From muscle movement to the direction that feet and bodies point, and eye movement. Connecting everything together...'

Lowering my hand, I pressed my thumb against the hilt of my sword.

The moment I did that, the Duke once again decided to move.

But…

Click-!

Shifting my body ever so slightly toward the right, a subtle clicking sound resonated throughout the arena.

Following the sound, the whole arena froze as the Duke's figure once again materialized in front of me.

A gaping hole appeared on the right side of his chest.

'...You will be able to predict their movements.'

Drip. Drip.

It was only the sound of blood dripping on the ground that echoed throughout the arena.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Trying to comprehend what had happened, the Duke's head rose and fell repeatedly as he stared at his right chest.

Throughout the silence, my mouth opened.

"…What a pity."

***

A fluke.

A simple and miraculous fluke.

only way to explain

kept denying the reality that was presented before

rank was weaker than his to be

Impossible!

suppressed, he was still a Duke-ranked

A Duke-ranked demon!

at the apex of all worlds. A figure who

was how things were supposed to

Drip. Drip.

sound of his own blood dripping toward the ground, he started to question this

'How is this possible?'

only memory was moving one step before feeling a

hand to cover his wound, Duke Azenoch

"…!"

coming from the participants above. They stared at him

But that wasn't all.

also displayed

the Duke only

really weaker

is playing

as the whispers grew, so did the noise, and their voices were

up! How dare

shout at the top of his lungs toward the crowd. But out of sheer willpower, he

situation was

raised his head to stare at his opponent, the Duke stared

'Huh?'

suddenly felt a chill run down his

was no avoiding the audience's observation, who became noisier as the performance

you see that? The Duke took a step

Duke

"…This is pathetic."

heard more and more voices inside of his head with each passing second. All he could hear were voices at

against him, Duke Azenoch's

at his trembling arms,

'A…am I scared?'

he felt when he looked at

it really a fluke? ..Or

he glanced once again at White Reaper, the sensation

'…A fluke.'

thought to

Yes.

had to be

someone that wasn't even Duke

Impossible.

all the voices around

was simply no

"Huuu…"

the noise coming from the arena, he slowly started to

will just

he took a step forward and his vision warped. Reappearing in front of White Reaper, he extended

before, his movements were incomparably

Reaper's head. It was so close, just

sank as White Reaper managed to avoid the attack by moving his head back by a narrow margin. Even so, he did manage to graze him just a little bit as

Swoosh-!

something hurl at him from below, the Duke twisted

and proceeded to sweep his leg in a whipping motion, hurtling

Bang-!

His leg was connected.

with his arm which was raised to block

gritted his

"Huh?"

to shift his body, the Duke suddenly found a hand grasping his foot. Without giving him a chance to react, an open palm

doom rose within the Duke's mind as he watched the hand

body as he twisted his body at a strange angle and swung his other foot toward his

this movement, he made sure to keep his gaze focused on

him to notice a slight change in White Reaper's expression, as his lips slowly

'Fuck!'

the Duke realized he had been baited into

Bang-!

other leg. Suddenly, he found himself being thrown up

Bang-!

into the ground, sand swept into the air as a crater formed beneath him. In addition, the Duke felt a great deal of pain running down his back as

was so powerful that he didn't

"Again."

his words meant,

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