“However, I am just a new demon-rank beast. I want to test my capabilities and limits just like you.” The beast says again as it gets up from the ground and slowly begins to walk towards Zamira.

Zamira on the other hand has a stupefied expression on her face. She is quite angry and puzzled at the same time because there is no record of a demon-rank beast being as intelligent as the one in front of her. Even the one she had fought in the past hadn’t even been fifty percent as smart as the one in front of her right now.

“I hope you put up a good fight.” Zamira replies as she further tightens her grip on the hilt of her sword, ready to unleash one of her most powerful attacks.

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“…”

“Death is inevitable. I don’t think I will die here. At least, my death won’t be by a demon rank beast.”

“Swordcraft….” Zamira mumbles, taking a very strange stance just like before, and unsheathes her sword a little bit.

‘She’s doing that move again. I can feel energy gathering up in that scabbard.’ The beast thinks inwardly but continues to walk forward either way.

“Swordcraft <>!!” Zamira bellows as she unsheathes her sword in a very fast motion, swinging it at the beast before putting it back in her scabbard. Her movement is very fast, even more than that of a blur.

The moment she launched this attack, a large line of condensed blood aura erupts from her sword and flies towards the beast. This blood slash is ten times bigger than the one she unleashed against the spider queen.

As the attack makes its way towards it, the beast is able to follow Zamira’s movements effortlessly. To say the least, the beast seems to be faster than her.

Suddenly, huge thick walls made out of mud emerge from the ground to blood the attack. However, the blood slash cleanly cuts through the walls and continues to move forward with great speed and extreme sharpness.

Realizing that its walls have been broken down, the beast starts to liquify itself, turning into a large pool of mud.

Now that there’s no opponent to hit, the blood slash continues to fly forward before finally hitting the end of the cave.

BOOM! BOOM! RUMBLE. RUMBLE.

BOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!

A loud sound erupts as the blood condensed slash hits the end of the cave before exploding, causing a lot of debris to rise in the air. Thereby blocking everyone’s view.

Slowly the debris starts settling down and everything becomes clearer compared to before. The top of the cave has been blown away with a lot of rubbles here and there. Now that the top of the cave has been blown off, two moons can be seen in the sky, with many bats taking off into the air. Due to the explosion that just erupted inside the cave, their home.

Inside the half-blown cave, Zamira can be seen standing on her feet with her eyes glowing bright red. Opposite her, the beast is also standing unscathed without a single scratch on its body. It seems to have a mocking grin on its face. It’s still taking a male vampire form with its right hand formed into a very sharp large blade. There are also three spikes sticking out of each of its shoulders.

“What a pointless attack…. That attack was quite powerful, but not powerful enough to kill a demon-rank beast. To kill a demon-rank beast, you need enough power to shake a planet.” The demon rank beast says while shaking its head.

“Let me show you an example of what I am talking about.” The beast says as it leaps into the air and slams its left fist into the ground.

BOOOOM!!!!!

Tremors ensue as the beast’s fist hits the ground and several, deep, web-like cracks start spreading across the area. Now, what is left of the cave has been completely destroyed due to the sheer power of the punch. This is simply brute strength.

After the tremors stop, the cave and mountains in the area can be seen to have been completely razed to the ground and turned into nothing but dust.

Zamira and the beast are now standing several meters away from each other. Her armour glows with white light before it suddenly stops after a moment. This is one of the active skills of the armour, to heal the wearer and repair itself. However, this skill has a limit. If the wearer or armour itself receives severe damage, the skill will be useless.

“That’s raw power. Show me what you’ve got!” The beast bellows as it dashes towards Zamira.

Zamira doesn’t panic in the slightest as she grips the hilt of her sword again while it’s still inside its scabbard.

“Swordcraft….” Zamira says and in the next moment, her figure starts turning into a blur, making the beast stop in its advancement as it can’t seem to follow her movements again.

At first glance, it looks as if Zamira has many clones of herself circling the beast. However, that isn’t the case, Zamira is just moving so fast now that it seems like she turned into several clones.

SWOOOOOOSH!!!!

Zamira’s blade swiftly cuts the beast in half, separating its upper body from its lower body. Putting her sword back in her scabbard, Zamira looks at the beast on the ground with a look of disbelief on her face.

Right in front of her, the beast is slowly morphing back together into its humanoid form.

It’s clear to her now, ordinary sword attacks can’t kill the beast in front of her.

‘To kill this beast, I need a lot of power.’ Zamira thinks inwardly, as she clenches her teeth.

Once the beast has morphed completely, it stands up and looks at Zamira with a slightly angry expression.

“My turn…”