Digitize: Rebirth of the Silver Death God

Chapter 83: A Fight Between Friends

The scene within the obscured Battle Ring was one of chaos as both berserk Nero and the calm Avollo erupted dazzling but destructive amount of Magic Powers. Avollo calmly stood as he held onto his simple-looking sword, his eyes having a hint of sharpness as he stared at Nero.

Unlike his friend, Nero was the complete opposite; his manner was now one of endless rage as if he lost all signs of thought; he held onto the scythe in one arm as he glared at Avollo preparing for an attack as he leaned his body forward.

Suddenly, Nero held the scythe behind him as he adopted the regular posture for the Mowing Twist stance.

Avollo's eyes narrowed at this as he slowly held his sword before him and adopt a slightly serious posture while in thought, 'It's that stance again, a curious one indeed... I wonder, even while he's in this state, can he even use it to the extent he did prior?'

As Avollo thought to here, the murderous intention around Nero's body only grew richer, as his blood-colored Magic Power began to give a slight oppressive air. He then shook his head to clear those thoughts, 'This isn't the time... I need to wake him up, only when he's clear of mind can this rematch be worth it.'

Bang! The instant Avollo finished his thoughts; his manner became solemn as the sharp sword energies that emitted from his body became even more condensed.

Nero seemed to have sensed this change, but it didn't stop him from launching his attack. He pressed his feet against the ground as his arm which held the scythe behind him gripped it firmly, causing his dazzling blood-red Magic Power to swirl around his body.

"Death!" Nero yelled as he made a lung forwards pushing his body ahead with his [Four Point Unity Steps], the world around him seemed to dim as now only the illusion of a flat diamond shape with for points were below his feet, surrounding his body. He stood at its center with his forward leg pressed against the frontmost point that caused him to accelerate towards Avollo at incredible speeds.

Avollo didn't move, he wanted to wake Nero up, and the only way to do so is first to defeat him with clear and overwhelming power.

In only a few seconds, Nero had arrived within range of Avollo; his frontmost leg stomped the ground bringing his body to a halt as he made a twisting motion at alarming speeds.

In roughly a second, his figure had vanished, leaving behind the edge of the scythe that gleamed in a sharp ray as it chopped towards Avollo's neck in a threatening manner.

'Such a vicious move...' Avollo thought as he stared at it, but he didn't seem phased; he merely smiled as he took a light step back, causing his body to instantly shift backward by enough distance to narrowly avoid the scythe's edge that went by his neck.

"Haha, Nero, if you want to kill me, that's not enough, you need do better than that friend!" Avollo said as he stared him with a smirk on his face.

Nero seemed to become even more enraged at this; he recalled his weakness and inability to cure his mother, feeling utterly helpless and angry that he can't even find out the names of her foes.

'Why is it like this? Why must I be in this mess? So darn useless! I can't even do shit to help my mother, WHYYYYY?!' Nero yelled in his mind as his eyes were now bloodshot, his manner grew even fierce.

As if his scythe could sense his rage, it began to emit a series of vicious intent. The sinister shadow around Nero started to laugh even more as Nero's body twist in a strange away as this time he used the next level of the Mowing Twist, his body vanishing, leaving behind only the scythe's edge that spiraled around like a streak of light.

Avollo knitted his brows as he stared at the shadow then at the sharp light coming towards him, he thought with a tinge of sternness in his eyes, 'That scythe is no the ordinary thing, I may be many times stronger, but I better not take a hit from it.'

As he made up his mind, Avollo's move changed as his entire many became strange, he began to phase in and out of the surroundings as a sea of leaves had formed around him.

Nero's scythe left a series of spiral arcs of silvery and blood-red lights, the sound of the blade cutting through the winds, and the strange leaves resounded as both individuals vanished, creating a strange scene.

Swoosh-swoosh-swoosh!

A series of rapid footsteps echoed as flashes of spiraling lights scattered around the entire Battle Ring, a large number of leaves even observed everything in between and if any were to view it they would think it to be some kind of illusion.

Suddenly, Avollo, whose body was hidden behind a cluster of leaves a distance away from Nero, glared at a specific direction in a sharp light as he spoke softly, "Let's see how you handle this one friend, Flash Cut..."

In an instant, Avollo's body moved forward like a bright ray of sharp light, this version of the Flash Cut was much different from Nero's as it just by staring at the bright green rays one would feel as if they were only moments from being severed into halves.

At this time, Nero, who was wildly chopping his scythe in a revolving manner as he barely sensed Avollo's rapidly changed positions halted as he felt an intense amount of crisis.

This danger woke him from his previous berserk state as his mind became a bit focused, he hurriedly spun the scythe around his body as he gripped it firmly and pointed is edge towards the direction of the threat.

Ting! A metallic collision sound echoed as sparks flew into the air along with stray blood-colored and green colored Magic Power.

Nero, who had resisted Avollo's sword, was currently pressing against it with the edge of his scythe as Avollo pressed down with his sword.

The two looked at each other as the edge of their weapons continued to send sparks and energy about the Battle Ring. Nero had a savage look on his face as the shadow around him seemed all-encompassing, but soon, Avollo smirked as he put more force in his hand that held the sword while he spoke, "Got you"

A bright sword ray cut apart the sinister shadow causing it to cry out in a painful wail; Nero felt as if he had lost something as he was repelled with a bloody bruise.

Swoosh! He fell backward by a few meters hurrying to do a backflip, but as he landed, he chopped the scythe into the ring to counter the force that made him slide back a little more distance.

Avollo saw that the sinister shadow was fading away and smiled, he then glanced at Nero himself and whistled as he spoke while waving the sword, "Wow, that's some good shit, Nero, you've been training hard, I didn't know you learned such scythe handling skills,"

Nero, who was now wholly awakened from his previous exchange, gritted his teeth as he glared at Avollo; he didn't feel the past murderous desires but rather a different mood. He lifted the style from the ground and angled it to the side as he leaned forward while slightly bending his knees.

'I... I can't lose again, not like this, I won't be weak and useless!' Nero thought to himself, his eyes showing a fierce look as he prepared to use his strongest skill.

Avollo knew that he could end it here, he had already beaten him from the murderous state, now he only needs to point him to the right path. He held the sword more seriously as he looked at Nero and spoke, "Come, show me the next level of your skills,"

"Hmph! With pleasure! Taste my Myriad Spector Cut!" Nero replied as he dashed forward with his movement technique once more; he made a swing of his scythe, which caused a strange scene.

Swoosh! Instantly, Nero split into two ghosts like shades which charged towards Avollo from two angles, each using his same movement skill as they rapidly arrived nearby and cut the scythe towards him.

Avollo was a bit surprised by this as he thought, 'Incredible, they are both the same, I can't tell which is real and fake... humph! Nero, you did well, but even so, it doesn't matter against this technique of mine...'

A strange wind formed around Avollo's body as all of the leaves in the surroundings gathered around him. In moments, his body erupted a dazzling amount of green energies as he cut his sword in a circular swing while shouting, "Hurricane Leaf Slash..."

Whoosh! A cyclone of razor-sharp leaves scattered about the entire Battle Ring, as green lights developed everything.

Moments after, the lights faded, as Nero and Avollo stood behind each other, the two in a state of silence as the cloths on their armors made flapping noises due to remnant winds.

Avollo's eyes twitched as blood leaked down from his face, his lips curving into a smile as he slanted his head, gazing at the figure that stood motionless as if he was as sturdy as a mountain.

"Well done..." Avollo's voice sounded across the Battle Ring as if bringing an end to this unexpected rematch.

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