Birth of the Demonic Sword

Decumia didn't counter the Foolery's offensive. She didn't stop the mindless charge or the intense hunger. Her approach carried power and secrets that Wilfred and the pig didn't completely understand.

Of course, the Foolery didn't care about the event or the details behind it. The pig studied glanced at the shallow cuts on its body before lowering its head in preparation for its next charge.

Instead, Wilfred had a more careful approach. He needed to be the mind of that team, but he felt pretty lost when he reviewed what had just happened.

Decumia didn't do anything special. She had detonated her technique to generate energy that could hurt the Foolery. The severing of any connection with the explosions was the only unique aspect of the attack.

The lack of connections had allowed the energy to ignore part of the Foolery's advantages. Yet, the chaotic storm that had formed after the explosion retained aspects belonging to Decumia's world. Wilfred and the Foolery's hunger couldn't sense them, but those gales had been too violent to be part of a natural event.

Wilfred tried to compare the storm to Divine Demon's earthquakes. The two attacks had similar natures, but the latter carried Divine Demon's unmistakable influence. Instead, the gales that had hurt the pig resembled a natural catastrophe.

'It would make sense,' Wilfred accepted in his mind, 'But can she really do something like this? It should be impossible to achieve so much power without relying on worlds.'

Wilfred knew that his understanding of the word "impossible" didn't express the reality of the final battle. The higher plane had seen many experts ignoring its general meaning, and his companions were mostly to blame for that.

The Foolery was a perfect example of that topic. Steven had allowed it to achieve an unreasonable ability that even a leader from Heaven and Earth's army couldn't oppose.

Still, Decumia wasn't the Foolery. No matter how insane they sounded, her ability had to follow general rules, which didn't happen during the last exchange.

'The storms weren't as strong as the earthquakes,' Wilfred thought, 'But we aren't as strong as Divine Demon or his opponent either.'

The Foolery launched its offensive while Wilfred was busy reviewing the previous exchange. The charge was even faster than before, but Decumia decided to remain still once again.

The pig slammed on the privileged cultivator, but the impact didn't send her away since the sky remained intact. Decumia saw her flesh being squashed on the white layer as power left her body, but a laugh continued to leave her bleeding mouth.

"Still laughing?" The Foolery asked. "I can do that too!"

The Foolery gave voice to a loud laugh that mixed with its squeals as farts came out of its limbs and butt. The smelly gas gave birth to another powerful sprint that squashed Decumia even more.

Decumia's figure seemed about to turn into a gory mess, but a blinding purple radiance suddenly came out of her shattered body and filled the area.

The smelly gas, shockwave, and overall energy released during the sprint fused with the purple light to transform into a colorless wave of power. Part of that fuel put some distance between the Foolery and Decumia, allowing her to rebuild her body.

Decumia stretched her arms forward without interrupting her laugh. The vast sea of colorless energy churned and condensed in her palms before transforming into a violent current that pushed the Foolery away.

The pig couldn't oppose the current. Its superior strength couldn't defeat the sheer violence slamming on its body, but that wasn't enough to stop it.

Anger and hunger exploded out of the pig's body and took control of the area. The violent current became unable to touch it even if it was standing right in the middle of its raging energy.

The Foolery didn't turn ethereal. Its power had actually reached new depths, which added weight to its presence. The space didn't seem to like that process, but the changes in that space-time array remained too faint to gain any meaning.

"Hitting you doesn't necessarily lead to injuries," Decumia announced while interrupting her laugh. "You don't need to dodge to avoid an attack."

"Did you finally acknowledge my superiority?" The Foolery proudly asked while rising its head, uncaring that the wild energy was still flowing around it.

A pillar made of invisible energy fell on the violent currents and interrupted its flow. The colorless fuel lost its momentum and dispersed into the void, but Decumia didn't bother to glance at the source of that attack. Her eyes remained on the pig, and her expression grew happier with each passing second.

Wilfred frowned when he inspected his fuming hands. Injuries had opened on his knuckles due to the remote contact with the violent current. Drawbacks had happened again, confirming that Decumia had obtained a new power.

"Your power makes no sense," Decumia exclaimed as she suppressed a new laugh. "That makes it limitless in terms of abilities. How interesting."

"Even Heaven and Earth's leaders accepted my might," The Foolery sighed as a single tear left its right eye. "Steven, Xavier will be our next target."

"Your idiocy makes you troublesome," Decumia stated, "But I'm the most troublesome expert in the entire higher plane. My chaos always finds a way."

Decumia shot forward to reach the Foolery, but she failed to touch it. Her hand seeped through its skin as if it wasn't really there, but everything changed when her arm ended in its mouth.

The Foolery allowed Decumia to touch it again only to eat her arm. The limb couldn't survive the pig's teeth, but a purple cloud came out of the maimed spot.

The cloud didn't affect the Foolery. Actually, that purple energy began to rotate as the pig ate it. Yet, Decumia laughed again, and a colorless spot appeared among that gas before expanding to remove any trace of the purple color.

The pig's eyes widened in surprise as a violent cough took control of its body. It had absorbed part of the transformed gas, which turned out to be toxic for its world.

Decumia's smile widened as she pressed her hands on the Foolery's head. Her body emitted a purple light that turned colorless before focusing on the pig's mind.

The attack seemed to work on the Foolery. The pig rejected any form of control that Decumia was trying to apply to its mind, but it remained stuck in that position.

A mere suppression couldn't keep the Foolery immobilized for too long. Intense hunger soon resumed to seep out of its skin, and anger also fused with that feeling to hurt Decumia and eat her energy.

Still, Decumia didn't seem to care about the energy leaving her body. She wanted to inflict a lasting injury on the Foolery, and she appeared able to succeed. She only needed to endure the next blow.

Decumia suddenly disappeared. The Foolery regained control of its body only to wear a frown. It didn't understand what had happened, but the shockwave that exploded before it solved that mystery.

A loud noise expanded from the spot previously occupied by Decumia and spread in every direction. The Foolery didn't summon any defensive ability, and a superficial layer of its skin turned into a fuming mess that hid some burns.

"I had her," The Foolery complained.

"I won't risk losing you," Wilfred stated while teleporting next to the Foolery. "Your power is too useful."

The Foolery's eyes lit up when it saw that Wilfred's massive arms had greatly suffered during the last exchange. His muscles were in the open, and smoke came out of those injuries.

"We will be unbeatable now!" The Foolery squealed.

"What?" Wilfred casually asked without moving his eyes from his opponent.

"We can both exploit the smoke to get faster and stronger!" The Foolery proudly announced.

Wilfred glanced at the Foolery while trying his best not to show any emotion. He didn't know how to react to the pig's excitement, so he limited himself to a simple "sure".