44 Witnessing The Might Of Sammodra
The entire world seemed to have completely stop as the entire world kept their eyes completely peeled at the two fighters on the battle stage.
Even though the battle had yet to start, sweats could be seen dripping on the face on some of the Athlantheans as they stood on their toes of what is to come soon.
Pierre looked at the golden haired young man in front of him as even though he was twice his size, he couldn't help but feel his heart rate spiking uncontrollably in the next seconds.
"Ready, Goooooo"
Even with the word showing both sides can begin the fight, none of them moved an inch from where they stood.
Pierre looked at the Sammodra who only kept looking at him as if he attacking first was an honor he didn't deserve.
"You know, I never really cared about the throne or becoming the King of Atlantis at all. No, I don't care about that. All I came here for was due to there not being a single opponent I believe worthy of my trident in the whole of Atlantis.
But then, I heard the rumors of you being the strongest Athlanthean. That's why I came here, to challenge you. Maybe you'll be able to give me that much joy that I seek. The joy of a real battle." Pierre said as he got into a stance, veins bulging on his arms due to how much force he was using to hold the trident.
"You want a good battle? Then I'll give you one if you can last one move." Sammodra said his words reverberating through the entire space as the world gasped at his declaration. He would defeat the most powerful soldier of a city in one move.
Pierce's face turned incredibly ugly due to the humiliation as he moved with speed towards Sammodra wanting to tear off that prideful face of his so badly but his face changed in the next second.
Sammodra after saying that slowly raised his trident as he pointed it towards Pierre. The water around them suddenly stopped flowing, as if held in place by some mysterious force while Sammodra's golden trident suddenly flared with a blinding golden light.
An incredible wave of golden energy suddenly shot out from the trident's throngs ripping apart space as it immediately appeared in front of Pierre who slammed his trident on it trying to defend himself but the golden energy passed through his trident and disappeared into his body.
The entire world went silent as the exchange happened so fast they only saw a blinding golden light flash and couldn't make sense of what just happened.
"You want a good battle? You're unworthy..." Sammodra's voice reverberated through the entire battle stage as he slowly floated up ignoring Pierre.
The entire crowd where thrown into confusion wondering why Sammodra abandoned the battle but Zera's eyes widened to their absolute limit as he saw clearly just what happened in that moment.
Blood suddenly started spilling from Pierre's mouth as his knees slowly gave way. His trident has been broken into two reduced to nothing but a small stick.
With a thud, his body fell on the ground as the crowd finally saw a gaping bole in the place where his heart was supposed to be.
A mighty warrior of an entire city has been killed in one blow.
Shock!!!
The battle stage was deathly silent before a loud cheer erupted from the crowd.
All though the corwd were cheering, the same couldn't be said for the remaining fighters as they just had their hopes dashed.
When one of the powerful fighters was one shot in one move, their hopes of defeating Sammodra was immediately extinguished.
Zeras was throughorouly shocked by what he saw, but his eyes soon returned back to normal as he muttered to himself
"That trident is not normal." Zeras could feel it. The trident Sammodra was holding was responsible for that golden energy and it wasn't Sammodra's own power. It was the power of the trident.
Normally a trident shouldn't be able to do that, but the Skulls weapons aren't normal, as they hold different abilities within them. The only thing he was scared of was how many times the weapon could fire that beam. If it can still do that, then it would be very dangerous. But he was sure that was the final time, because with the use of this weapons comes consequences which are also damaging.
Although he wasn't sure of the trident's consequences, it was would definitely negatively affect Sammodra in some way.
"The first round of the battle has come to an end and we now have four fighters who will be fighting in the semi-finals.
What say we give the fighters a one-hour rest time before the lucky Card Choosing begins." The announcer said as they were giving some time before the semi-final start.
Zeras moved back to the crowd as he soon met the Old man.
"So waht do you think?" The man asked as he stared at Zeras.
"He's strong with that trident. As for how strong he really is, it's hard to determine. But one thing is sure, he's a strong opponent." Zeras said causing the old man to smile as he nodded approvingly.
"I knew you could see through that. Hey kid, if you can't defeat him then simply concede, alright?" The old man said the worry in his voice as clear as day.
Zeras smiled at his words as he replied
"I'll do my best, old man."
"Good."