CHAPTER 43: WHO ARE YOU? WHAT ARE YOU?

Both Matt and the Ancient Flame Devil clashed against one another,

Fist against Blade.

The Shockwave sent the flames flying, extinguishing them. Matt’s face didn’t flinch at this; his sword cut the flame released from the Ancient Flame Devil, protecting him.

Matt’s blade cut through the skin of the fist of the flame devil, but this didn’t bother it.

Both didn’t stop, using their movement skill again; their figure flashed around the Crimson Fyre Domain.

The immense shockwave was able to kill or severely injure creatures under the strength of Ancient Devil.

But the room they were in was reinforced to prevent the Ancient Flame Devil from escaping; no dent or crack was done to the surrounding wall.

It felt as if they were fighting for minutes, but all of their attacks were just within seconds.

They separated from one another. Matt’s figure was unharmed even though burning in flame; one could see that the flames weren’t able to burn through his skin.

Blade injuries had covered the hands of the Ancient Flame Devil; the wounds melted into embers before they were sealed shut, its skin back to what it was.

The Ancient Flame Devil looked at Matt in shock. Even though its strength wasn’t as strong as in its heyday, it’s not what a Devil Emperor can take unharmed.

It’s just one realm that separates Devil Emperor and Ancient Devil from one another, but the difference in strength was like heaven and earth.

An army of a thousand Devil Emperors can easily be destroyed by a low-rank Ancient Devil.

Ancient Devils have different ranks and levels; there are Lesser Ancient Devils, Greater Ancient Devils, and Arch Ancient Devils, with Lesser Ancient Devils being the lowest and the Arch Ancient Devil the highest.

The Ancient Flame Devil was a Lesser Ancient Devil, and the Ancient Blade Devil was an Arch Ancient Devil.

The Ancient Flame Devil knew that if it had to win, it had to burst out with everything.

Immense flaming devilish energy was released from it, all of its domain power poured into it,

"You have successfully angered me, human. I don’t know how you can transform into us, but a counterfeit can’t beat an original."

It roared, using all of its strength; golden flames burned all over its body,

Matt shook his head at its words, "Still not accepting the fact? Then there’s no reason for this battle."

Matt’s surroundings changed, releasing a sharp aura; everywhere had become a field of blades."You should know this ," Matt snickered.

The Flame Ancient Devil looked at the change of environment; everything had become a weapon. The air, motion, and shadow had become Matt’s weapons.

Blade Dominion, a domain skill where the surrounding area becomes a "field of blades." Every shadow, whisper, and motion turns into a slashing force. The air itself becomes a weapon.

The Ancient Flame Devil didn’t make this flinch; it had a confidence that would make it win this battle.

Its figure disappeared as it used the Inferno Step,

"Slow," Matt’s twelve eyes glowed, giving an eerie and sharp aura. He could see the Ancient Flame Devil that was charging at him.

The air was at his mercy, in which he controlled them as they became his blade, slashing at the Ancient Flame Devil.

The Ancient Flame Devil eyes contracted at the moment; it could feel the air turn against it, a weapon attacking it.

It didn’t stop at this, as they weren’t its target; every blade slashed at it, its skin pierced through, and blood spilled out.

But within seconds, its injury was healed. The process repeated until it got in front of Matt.

Its fist was burning in golden flames; it punched towards Matt’s head. Matt watched all of this.

"Weak and slow," Matt shook his head.

When the Ancient Flame Devil thought its fist would hit Matt, a blade blocked it.

A huge amount of devilish energy was poured into the blade that blocked it; it released devilish blade energy that slashed the hands of the Ancient Flame Devil into pieces.

The Ancient Flame Devil grunted, taking a step backward, distancing itself from Matt.

The shock that it had received today was too much; regardless of what attack it used, they were all fended off by Matt.

"What are you, and who are you?" The Flame Ancient Devil looked at Matt in terror and shock, asking this question that was bothering him.

Matt held his chin in thought, "Hmmm, what I am, I don’t know myself, but I am a human and am also a devil."

Matt grinned at it; the body of the Flame Ancient Devil shook. It had never heard of a human becoming a devil.

It is known by both humans and devils that both of their bloodlines can’t exist, but Matt here has broken every convention about that,

"Who am I?"

Matt let out a deep, distorted laugh, thick with madness. "Hahahahaha! I am the terror whispered by humans, the calamity feared by devils. Both tremble when my shadow falls—for I am an existence even fear itself dreads, the very nightmare of heaven."

The Ancient Flame Devil eyes widened in horror at Matt’s words, laughter, arrogance, and being.

Its body was releasing the meaning of fear; it could see that the words of the man before it were true.

Forcibly suppressing its fear, it used its ultimate skill,

"Infernal Cataclysm," it roared,

An ultimate skill that summons a black sun of flames that descends slowly, turning the battlefield into a blazing hellscape. Everything touched by the infernal sun disintegrates into ashes and screams.

But the moment it poured all of its strength into this skill, it wasn’t a black sun that appeared, but a black and a golden sun.

It didn’t stop there; forcibly fusing both suns of flames together, a golden-black sun flame floated about it, and an eruptive power was emitted from it as it became unstable.

"I don’t believe you can survive under this attack unharmed," the Ancient Flame Devil roared at Matt, who was just watching it move.

Matt sighed, "You never learn."

The Ancient Flame Devil released the attack, lunging it towards Matt.