Now that the battlefield was set and Kahn was reduced to a mere beginner grandmaster rank warrior while the 12 a.s.sailants were bonafide semi-saints, the tension in the air was palpable.
Not only the strength but also in terms of numbers, Kahn was lacking. Thankfully, he could still use his doppelgangers and the cosmic replicas to even the odds.
Even so, there were still plenty of skills in his vast catalogue that could be used even at this rank and without the need to spend too much mana or use world energy.
"You all handle him just like we practised. I need to be in isolation to maintain the Warhorn of Confienment." spoke Anakin confidently.
[He has few new skills this time. But I already trained my people for all the possible scenarios based on my memories of him.
I have already broken off his connection to Rathnaar Whitlock and Peak Saint core.
No matter how much he improvises, he is bound to exhaust whatever mana and skill he has, only to end up being brought to knees in the end.
And once he is at my mercy… I will make him feel the pain and humiliation he inflicted on me.] thought Anakin.
BLIP!
In a moment, his golden armored visage quickly disappeared into this air as if he was never real in the first place.
"What the h.e.l.l, where did that b.a.s.t.a.r.d go? He definately didn't turn invisible or entered the true dimension." spoke Kahn.
Now, the match had turned into 11 vs 11 opponents where 11 Kahn now faced 11 semi-saint opponents of unknown species.
"Alright then, bozos. Let's get the party started!" said Kahn and all versions of him sprung into action.
One of the first people he that a doppleganger who shared the mental link with Kahn attacked the white armored and black-winged winged spearman called Jargon Ultaos. Flap!
Jargon quickly took flight and created a distance between him and Kahn's doppelganger.
This was a tactical advantage in a battle against a singular opponent and a wise strategy indeed. However…
Flap!
Kahn quickly used the Caladrius wings and four 2 meter wide and majestic black wings came out of his back, spreading like the wings of an eagle as he did not waste a moment to let the opponent create extra distance.
Then, just like Oliver, he took out an Epic rank bow, one of the many he had stored since his time in Rakos Empire.
Shoot!
Shoot!
Kahn used the Wind Arrow Maelstorm skill, the skill which allowed him to create over 100 arrows of compressed wind element that could shatter walls in a single hit.
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
In the air, began a dance between a prey and the predator.
If one saw it, they would feel like a sparrow was being hunted by an eagle.
Flap!
Jargon on the other side started using his Light elemental skills and launched a counterattack of ma.s.sive 10 meter long spears that collided against the volley of arrows.
BOOM!
BANG!!
The sky shook from the shockwaves as the two flying birds launched their long-range attacks in succession. But right when Jargon thought he had the upper hand since Kahn was most likely to expend his mana soon…
Dhang!
Dhang!
Kahn suddenly switched all his Wind elemental arrows into the Darkness element ones midair, ending in Jargon's spears destroyed and his skill getting destroyed.
Swoosh!
And just as the backlash started to hit Jargon… Kahn used the special ability called Jetstream and temporarily increases his speed by 300% in an instant.
Woosh!
Before Jargon could even react, Kahn appeared just 2 meters away and caught him off-guard.
Shoot!
Shoot!
The spearman tried to fly away but Kahn used Grappling Extension skill, the one he often used back in his days as Azrael.
Stab!
The Beowolf gauntlets disappeared and Kahn switched to Gungnir whose tip was crackling with lightning.
Flickr!
Kahn's eyes turned violet as he used the Subterfuge skills, the one which affected the perception of direction of the enemy.
This was the skill he once used to land the final blow against Solomon Elfenheim during his time in Flavot City.
Lunge!
He used the Impaling Thrust skill and in just 2 seconds, he stabbed the opponent over with 5 lethal thrusts that completely broke of his stone-skinned body. This was Gungir's most lethal close combat skill.
Other than the head, the entire body had 5 large holes and one could see what was beyond the body through them.
Spurt!
Blood spurted over like a fountain from Neamon's body and in the next moment…
Slash!
Kahn slashed his neck open. Before the body even dropped, he used the Drake Claw and took the core out.
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The fourth battle was with a blue beastman called Hank Primos who had turned into a ma.s.sive Ox-like monster and had lightning running across all over his body.
And the skin of this semi-saint was so thick that not a single one of Kahn's attacks had even blade a small cut.
Thud!
Thud!
Tremble!
Kahn created the Darkness Barrier to protect himslef and completely hid himself behind the barrier.
Woosh!
Like a ferocious stampeding bull, Hank charged at the barrier and clashed like a wrecking ball.
Shatter!
The barrier shattered but the very next moment, Hank found himself falling inside a large 10-meter wide and 8-meter deep pit.
Thud!
"What an idiot. As semi-saints, we already can't fly. Yet he blindly charged just to break the barrier without even thinking what could be behind it." said Kahn with a disappointed gaze.
"It would be a ha.s.sle to kill you using conventional methods since your skin is impenetrable to the current me. However, it doesn't mean I need to kill you directly." he said and next, he took out something from his s.p.a.ce ring.
BOOM!
Kahn threw a bombs at fallen Hank.
Soon, the bombs ecxploded and spread a greenish-golden liquid that filled the entire pit.
Sizzle!
Sizzle!
"Argh!" "This is the pure and unadulterated venom acid of Bjormagandur, a legendary rank monster who can melt mountains with its venom.
No matter how resilient your skin and your abilities are… there is no escape from it unless you have legendary rank poison and venom immunity like me.
And even if it failed to melt your skin, flesh and bones, the neurotoxic venom will kill you eventually." revealed Kahn with an insidious smile.
"So start counting your last breaths and curse the moment you decided to join this a.s.sault on me." he declared…
In mere 10 seconds… Right before Kahn, Hank helplessly tried to get out as his flesh sizzled and bones crumbled and melted like leather in lava.
Kahn used the Grappling Extentions to pull out the core from his corpse just like he did with others.
"This makes the four of them."
His other copies were still fighting with other Semi-saints.
"Now 8 more to go." spoke Kahn with a calm demonor, completely unfazed.
This was current Kahn's level in terms of battle experience and skill mastery.
He used the simplest of his skills that were not even at their peak strength and effectiveness.
And yet…
Kahn killed 4 Semi-saints despite being a Grandmaster.