Chapter 261: Reinforcements from the Horizon
Chapter 261: Reinforcements from the Horizon
Reinforcements from the Horizon
The two exchanged glances.
Then both attacked simultaneously.
Dario nearly exploded from anger.
"YOU—"
BOOM!
Another collision shook the heavens.
The sea beneath them erupted into towering waves as three terrifying forces collided head-on. Brilliant streams of Mana illuminated the sky like falling stars while sword energy tore through the clouds above. The pressure alone caused nearby cliffs to crack apart.
"Old bastard, take this!"
Hektor roared as golden symbols condensed around his fists. Each symbol carried enough force to flatten a mountain.
At the same moment, Tobias raised his palm and unleashed a dazzling wave of blue Mana.
The attacks arrived together.
Perfectly synchronized.
Dario’s eyes widened.
"You shameless old thieves!"
He immediately swung the Abyss Sword.
A black sword beam stretched across the sky.
BOOM!
Another explosion erupted.
The shockwave spread for hundreds of miles.
When the collision finally subsided, Dario was blasted backward nearly fifty meters.
His feet carved deep trenches through the air as he struggled to stabilize himself.
The blood and Mana in his body churned violently.
"Cough!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
The Abyss Sword trembled in his hand.
The pressure from fighting two opponents of equal cultivation was finally beginning to show.
"Damn it..."
His breathing became noticeably heavier.
Meanwhile, Tobias and Hektor merely retreated a few steps before stabilizing themselves.
The difference was becoming obvious.
One versus two.
Even someone as troublesome as Dario could not maintain the advantage forever.
Dario wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and glared at the pair.
His eyes were practically shooting flames.
"You two don’t have even the slightest shame!"
He pointed his sword at them.
"You attack me together and still act righteous?"
"Have either of you forgotten your identities?"
"You’re supposed to be respected seniors of the Forsaken Domain!"
Hektor scratched his chin thoughtfully.
"You make a fair point."
Dario immediately brightened.
Then Hektor continued.
"Unfortunately, I don’t care."
Dario almost coughed blood again.
Tobias burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! Well said."
The old Cultivator folded his sleeves calmly.
"Besides, when dealing with someone like you, what’s the point of discussing fairness?"
Dario’s eyelids twitched.
Something inside him felt close to breaking.
"Don’t joke around. Do I need any shame to deal with you? Everyone in the world knows that you, Dario, are the most shameless and unscrupulous person in the world."
"Bullshit..." Dario flew into a rage out of humiliation.
The veins on his forehead bulged.
His face darkened.
Who the hell spread these rumors and slandered me?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
What shameless?
What unscrupulous?
Who started these ridiculous stories?
Why did everyone seem to believe them?
Back in the day, he had merely borrowed a few treasures and forgotten to return them.
Borrowed a few inheritances.
Taken a few opportunities.
Used a few harmless tricks.
How did that become a reputation that spread across the entire Forsaken Domain?
Dario’s chest rose and fell rapidly.
The more he thought about it, the more wronged he felt.
Meanwhile, Tobias and Hektor exchanged amused looks.
Neither seemed interested in giving him a chance to recover.
However, they also didn’t recklessly charge forward.
The battle had once again entered a stalemate.
Dario did not dare attack first.
Tobias and Hektor were waiting for him to reveal an opening.
Likewise, Dario was waiting for them to make a mistake.
Unfortunately...
As peak Sage Realm experts who had lived for thousands of years, how could such an obvious flaw appear?
Every movement was precise.
Every attack was calculated.
Every defense was flawless.
The battlefield fell into an eerie silence.
Only the crashing waves below could be heard.
Dario narrowed his eyes.
His mind raced.
There had to be a way out.
If this continued, he would eventually exhaust himself.
The problem was that Tobias and Hektor clearly understood this.
They weren’t trying to kill him immediately.
They were slowly grinding him down.
Like hunters cornering a dangerous beast.
"Damn old foxes..."
Dario cursed inwardly.
He tightened his grip on the Abyss Sword.
Just as the tense atmosphere reached its peak—
"Haha..."
A hearty laugh suddenly echoed across the horizon.
The sound seemed casual.
Yet it instantly crossed countless miles.
Everyone’s expressions changed.
The three combatants looked toward the distant sky simultaneously.
Far away.
Several figures were rapidly approaching.
Their auras were powerful.
The clouds parted automatically before them.
The sea winds retreated.
Even the surrounding Mana seemed affected by their arrival.
A gray-robed old man slowly descended into this domain.
Behind him followed numerous Sage Realm experts.
Some were elders from famous mountains.
Some came from powerful sects.
Others were independent cultivators renowned throughout the Forsaken Domain.
Without exception, every single one possessed extraordinary strength.
The opening of the Martial Emperor Tomb had attracted nearly all major powers.
No one wished to miss such an opportunity.
Treasures.
Inheritances.
Ancient techniques.
Any of them could change a cultivator’s fate.
Naturally, everyone wanted a share.
As the gray-robed elder drew closer, Dario’s previously gloomy expression finally brightened.
A smile appeared on his face.
A genuine smile.
The first one since the battle had begun.
"Hahaha!"
Dario laughed loudly.
His confidence instantly returned.
Tobias frowned.
Hektor narrowed his eyes.
Neither liked that smile.
Because it meant one thing.
The newcomers were probably not here to help them.
The gray-robed old man descended leisurely.
His sleeves fluttered in the wind.
His eyes swept across the battlefield before finally landing on Dario.
A knowing smile appeared on his face.
"Fellow Dario, long time no see."
The old man laughed heartily.
"I’ve missed you."
The moment he spoke, several nearby experts revealed strange expressions.
Miss him?
Those words sounded oddly suspicious coming from someone like Sirius.
Everyone knew that whenever Sirius and Dario appeared together, trouble usually followed.
Still, neither could deny the strength of the other.
The two had crossed paths countless times throughout their lives.
Friends?
Not exactly.
Enemies?
Not entirely.
Yet there was undoubtedly a relationship between them.
Sirius slowly descended from the sky and arrived beside Dario.
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