Chapter 236 : Betrayal
Words : 1051
Updated : Sep 27th, 2025
"Ahhh!"
Dominic could not help but release a small scream of pain as the power of the machete was simply too much and sent him flying away without control. He managed to block it, but its force traveled from the bastard sword to his arm, all the way to his body and inner organs.
It was like getting rammed by a giant truck. Even if a shield were in front of you, the impact force would still reach you and do severe damage.
Despite the pain and injuries, Dominic did not have time to rest since Cain jumped toward him, and the machete descended right at his head. His bastard sword unleashed a small blast of air that pushed his body to the left, saving his head from being divided in two.
"¡BOOM!"
Dominic's eyes widened when he saw an explosion occur right next to his head due to the machete overwhelming force.
Unlike most scions who only participated in battles where there was no danger for their lives, Dominic had experienced all kinds of fights throughout his life, and more than once, he had found himself in life-and-death battles. That granted him a powerful battle awareness, allowing him to quickly discover the key behind Cain's monstrous strength.
It was not the machete or the energy covering the weapon but Cain's hand which allowed those strikes to carry so much power. All five fingers had turned into blood gems, and the transformation showed signs of extending to the rest of the hand.
As someone that mastered swordplay, Dominic knew the importance of the strength of your arm and hand. A firm grip could grant stability and control, ensuring greater precision and accuracy, but that was not all.
A powerful grip granted a greater power transfer. When the grip is firm, the force generated by the body's movement can be efficiently transferred to the sword, resulting in a more powerful strike. The energy from the wielder's muscles is effectively channeled into the blade, maximizing its impact.
Dominic could not be certain about the nature of Cain's technique, but it was clear it enhanced this one's hands, allowing every strike of that machete to carry so much power that nothing could stop it.
That analysis took a long time to describe, but less than a second had passed since the machete clashed with the ground instead of on Dominic's head.
Cain's eyes followed Dominic's head, and he waved his machete to the left, breaking the ground beneath him.
Dominic could not avoid the attack, so the only thing he could do was to use the bastard sword as a shield despite knowing that the impact would still harm him.
"¡BOOM!"
A new explosion of kinetic force occurred when the machete touched the bastard sword, sending Dominic flying into the air while puking blood.
Dominic did not have a moment to rest before being forced to block again, as Cain appeared in the air in front of him and hacked down with both hands.
"¡BOOOOM!"
"¡AHHH!"
William roared as he made his Astral Wave burst at full power and defended from the wind blades, but the golden sword had done too much damage.
It took around five seconds for the combined damage from the golden sword and wind blades to kill William!
Dominic's face was pale as he was forced to use a secret technique that overdrew his energy pool and left him in a state of exhaustion, but that did not stop a small smile from appearing on his face.
The scion knew about Uriel as he had done his research on all Vice-Captains. He was confused about all that had just happened, but it was clear that the golden swordsman was not on Cain's side, and the enemy of my enemy was a friend.
Uriel took his sword from William's chest and did not bother to look at Dominic, focusing solely on Cain with nothing but a crazy killing intent in his eyes.
In the past few months, Uriel's words had turned upside down. He could no longer trust in the allies that once followed his every command, and his position in the military kept falling. Everything he had worked so hard for was crumbling, and the one he blamed for that was right in front of him.
Even if it meant sacrificing his sense of duty and brotherhood, Uriel did not care as long as he could end the nightmare that was Cain Laurifer.
Cain broke the tornado apart, and he could see Uriel's craziness and Dominic's killing intent. The tables had turned, and he would now be facing two Wave Champions that focused on speed and who could cover each other's weak spots.
Defeating Uriel and William in a direct fight would be nearly impossible for Cain, but he was not focusing on that.
Right now, Cain's eyes could only see William's corpse lying on the ground in a pool of his own blood. They had fought together for the good part of a year, and although William was not someone of many words, Cain knew he could trust that man to follow his command without fear or hesitation.
In every sense of the word, William was an exemplary soldier and would have become a great military leader in the future, but that glorious path was severed.
Cain knew that the reason Uriel killed William was because of him. Of course, one could easily put the blame on Uriel's despicable behavior or William's lack of awareness, but Cain was not like that.
He was smart enough to understand that he should not feel guilty about it, but emotions were not logical.
'I should have killed Uriel. I grew overconfident in my ability to handle him, resulting in William's death. I made a mistake.'
Cain's eyes grew colder as the red light on them burst with monstrous rage. There were no emotions on his face, but that only made it even more terrifying.
Dominic and Uriel trembled when those red eyes turned toward them, and for an instant, they felt in the presence of an ancient monster capable of erasing entire civilizations.
"I WILL KILL YOU!"
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