Endless Horde: Through the Eyes of a Godking

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Runes manifested into being and weaved by Cedric with sheer ease and familiarity.

They formed complex lines that blended through the surroundings but left a visible effect behind. Most of the runes landed on the swords that Cedric summoned as they streaked through the air, drawing multiple intersecting lines that covered the trapped foe.

Despite the restrictions on his body and the apparent pain assaulting his insides, the Thunder Prince remained sober through it and aware of what his enemy was trying to do.

He could recognize the continuous string of runes coming out of Cedric's body. His mother drilled the language of runes into him since he was a child, and she'd undoubtedly beat the shit out of him if he couldn't even tell what these were.

But this recognition also caused the trapped halfdragon to sweat coldly. It's precisely because he recognized the pattern of these runes that he knew that he must interrupt this. Because if Cedric succeeded in laying down this formation, it would spell his total defeat. He must do it quick too, because Cedric was surprisingly fast with his arrangements.

'Shit! This kid is ridiculous! '

'He's already a maestro at laws and a sword master; now you're telling me that he understands runes too? How much free time does he have? '

'What's even more ridiculous is that he could combine his runic knowledge with his sword arts.' The Thunder Prince thought as he observed the flying swords glowing with runes around his body.

'Seriously! Is he the reincarnation of an ancient expert? '

Despite his inner complaints, the Thunder Prince never stopped his attempts at freeing himself. The gigantic swords that trapped his body shook with his struggles, and the chains were loosening up.

He would revert to his original form if he could, but he couldn't. Not when he's injured and trapped like this, especially since the objects that were trapping him were interfering with his control over his energies.

With a grunt, he whipped his tail. Forcibly worsening the injury in exchange for freeing it. He managed to do it after experiencing more agonizing pain, but at least his tail was now free. He also drained a chunk of his energy to regenerate it and used his tail to whip the gigantic swords that'd trapped his body.

He broke one of them successfully, freeing his right hind leg. He stomped on the vacuum of space and raised his body slightly, causing the other swords to lodge deeper into his body and cause him even more pain, but he endured all of this, showcasing the frightening tenacity and endurance of someone who had the bloodline of dragons.

His tail attacked the other sword, freeing up his left hind leg. And with those two freed, he was able to gain more of his mobility to wiggle out of his bindings.

But of course, Cedric didn't just watch as his foe slowly freed himself. He already anticipated that this could possibly happen, and he's just going to have to deal with it. That's why he didn't slow down with his formation casting either.

He was sweating because he's pressed for time. Even with his initial anticipation, the Thunder Prince was freeing himself faster than he expected. It's still within his calculations, but it will be very, very close.

And thus, the match entered a very tense situation. The Thunder Prince was doing his best to free himself from his bindings to stop Cedric from completing the formation, and Cedric was steadfast in his work despite the threat growing more dangerous in front of him.

Everybody who's watching this is focused on this battle without breaking their gaze. They didn't expect to witness such a close and heated battle, yet here they were. It was a pleasant surprise to see somebody appearing to force the Thunder Prince to experience a loss despite the obvious gap in their skills and cultivation base.

Unknowingly, many people have already remembered Dawnbringer's face and have already determined his immense value.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The more time passed, the more bindings around the dragon's body shattered. Yet at the same time, the formation around him is thicker and more complex. Both Cedric and the Thunder Prince were sweating and hurrying their actions, determined to not allow the other party to gain the advantage.

As the Thunder Prince managed to break most of his bindings to regain his mobility, he ignored the other swords that are still embedded on his large body. He raised his claws, exploding with lightning and thunder, and brought it down to Cedric, who's still not done with his arrangements.

The Thunder Prince's eyes shone with deciveness as he used his full strength to squash the little man. But to his overwhelming surprise, he discovered that his claws failed to reach Cedric.

Looking at his foe, the Thunder Prince's eye twitch in irritation.

'Are you fucking kidding me? '

'Since when did he lay down an isolating formation around him? How did I not see this? '

The biggest giveaway was the fact that his claws just passed through Cedric like he was some kind of ghost despite his aura being there. That's how he knew that there's some kind of formation around him.

He sensed that Cedric isolated not only himself but also the space and time around him. Hell, the formation even affected the fabric of reality itself. Cedric was still there, but he exists in a completely different realm than the Thunder Prince. He did this all while managing to still lay down the formation from where he was.

When and how he was able to do this was something that the Thunder Prince was curious about, but he didn't have the time or luxury to ask because the formation was nearing its completion.

'Shit! This is bad! This is really bad! ' The Thunder Prince was panicking.

It was already too late to stop this. It's useless to even try at this point since there's just not enough time for him to force Cedric to return to the same realm as he was.

'Fuck it, I guess I'm going to have to resort to that.'

He curled up his gigantic body into a ball. Just in time before Cedric condensed the final rune that completed his grand formation.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Light converged and space twisted. A vortex of twisted reality formed at the spot where the Thunder Prince was. Five massive swords acted as stakes, which served as pins for a pentagram formation. These five gigantic swords were all of the runic swords he released earlier; each one released a sharp hymn that distorted reality as everybody knew it.

Phantoms of the past, present, and future flickered out of existence. The influence of the concept laws became chaotic within the formation, creating an unpredictable realm that traps anybody inside without any hopes of getting out.

This formation doesn't have a name. It was something that Cedric created spontaneously, yet it's one that not even a halfdragon could hope to escape from.

"Haaah! Haah..." Cedric panted in exhaustion and looked pale. Building this formation took more out of him than he expected. But he's fine with it since he managed to do it in the end.

Unfortunately, it seems that the Thunder Prince had other means of keeping himself safe. Because instead of trapping his humongous body within this chaotic and reality-altering formation, the Thunder Prince was now curled up inside an egg that protected him from all harm.

Cedric had no idea what that's all about, but since he's within the formation, he should be trapped there for now, giving them enough time to finish the others.

He looked behind him, and his vision tracked what was happening with his team.

Backpack Fatty, Moss Lady, and Morning Wood were able to take down the Thunder Prince's teammates. But they're unexpectedly facing a difficult problem.

They discovered the island core of the enemy team, but the problem was that it's protected by tough scales, which undoubtedly came from the Thunder Prince. Hell, it might even be his reverse scale, which would only mean that it's ten times tougher than his ordinary scales.

The island core was completely protected from all sides, and his teammates were unable to pierce it even after all the time he bought for them.

And so, with what little energy and strength he had left, he appeared right next to them. He summoned many swords, which combined into a single humongous sword. Cedric poured his remaining power with it and brought it down.

It spun, acting like a drill to punch a hole through the troublesome scales. Slowly but surely, a crack appeared on its surface. But before the sword finished doing its thing, an alarming sense of crisis shook his entire body.

He looked back, and to his shock, the formation he worked so hard for was destroyed by a single explosion.

Cedric didn't even have the time to wonder how that became possible because the next thing he knew, his teammates were killed and a gaping hole appeared on his body, rapidly draining his strength all while his neck was grasped by the crushing grip of a frightening predator.

"Geez, you are the most troublesome foe I have ever met."

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