Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

, yet didnt need her eyes to do so!

That said, there was another thing that these observers hadnt noticed until just now.
Neither of the two were using wills, nor were they using any saint energy.
They made no attempt to replenish their stamina, nor did they take any breaks.
In fact, even their clashes in the air were the result of them simply jumping into the skies before crash down and jumping again.
It was as though the both of them forgot about how to do anything but brawl!

Blood flew from Dyons fists.
Every time he connected, skin would sheer off.
If it wasnt for the fact they were matted in blood, the white bone beneath would be easily seen.
And yet, just as quickly as they were injured, a vital golden liquid was surge forward, repairing them in an instant.

King Viserions speed of rejuvenation didnt lag behind even a bit.
His bright green scales were constantly being dented and cracked, only to fall off and reveal one even more robust.
Even though neither made an attempt to replenish themselves, it was as though their bodies were too arrogant to fall behind the other.

Dyons fist flew forward, smashing in King Viserions before his foot flashed upward, barely missing the green scaled chin he aimed for.

King Viserion took advantage of the partial block Dyons standing split caused in his vision, hooking toward Dyons blind spot.
However, how could Dyon not be prepared for such a thing? Since his youth, his father had trained him in mixed martial arts, especially hand to hand combat.
Such were the woes of growing up with a military general for a father.

His foot pivoted, not lowering his raised leg and instead using a physics defying momentum to narrowly dodge the incoming fist.

His raised leg slammed downward, tearing through the sound barrier only to still narrowly miss the crown of King Viserions head.
But, unfortunately for his green-scaled friend, his leg combinations werent finish quite yet.

With ungodly speed, Dyons foot slammed into the ground, causing King Viserion to lose his footing.
The power was so violent, yet so controlled that the ground beneath Dyons feet was completely unaffected, allowing his other foot to flash forward, crashing into the side of King Viserions head without remorse.

King Viserions hand rebounded off the shattered ground before his head hit, using that very moment to send a flurry of kicks as though he was never hit at all.

Dyons knee jumped upward, blocking the kicks and flashing out of range.

Their battle descended into chaos once again.
Neither seemed to ever react when the took solid blows, if one couldnt feel the earth-shattering vibrations, they might be fooled into thinking they were two stuntmen instead of warriors embroiled in a fight to what seemed like the death.

None of these small details escaped King Viserions eyes.
The arrogance that was so clear and present in his former friend right now, was the same arrogance that King Viserion had been missing all this time.
It was the same arrogance that led to their promise of storming through the cosmos.
It was the same arrogance that led this former friend to be the first man of his generation that this King ever respected.

But, with those thoughts, the same bitterness resurfaced.
He could still remember when he learned that his friend had bowed to the Moon Clan.
He could remember the anger he felt, the feelings of betrayal and loneliness that pervaded his life for the last thirty years.

The more King Viserion thought about it, the stronger his attacks became The more hate filled and violent The more unabashed killing intent coated his fists.

King Viserion grew to another size, causing bat-like wings to tear from his back in a shower of golden blood.
He roared into the skies, breaking through to a new level.

The claws on his hands and feet became more pronounced, sheering through the air with every strike as though each was a knife of its own.
His wings arced with vicious intent, spanning more than three meters.

The spectating elders couldnt help but gasp, before clapping in excitement.
They all knew that it was only a matter of time before their most highly lauded genius reached this level of integration with his ancestral bloodline.
But hoping and actually seeing it come true were two completely different concepts.
They couldnt hide their elation at all.

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