God of Tricksters

Their battle continued for a while. The Sword Saint continuously cut her with his power, but the Death Reaper used her Authority to make all the Sword Saint's attacks withered away.

The clash between two Authority Level figures was a sight to behold. Their Authorities were canceling each other. Even with the Death Reaper having one of the big Orders, the Death Oder, the Sword Saint still managed to keep up with her.

The battle lasted only twenty minutes, but they left behind marks everywhere.

Eventually, the Sword Saint returned to the arena to find his daughter.

"Father?!" Rea hurriedly came to him, seeing the blood on the Sword Saint's chest as well as him pressing his own chest.

"I'm fine. That Old Hag is stronger than expected…" The Sword Saint clicked his tongue. "I can't really cut her down even if I use my all."

"Then, the plan fails?"

"No. If he is really the man we thought he was… Then, the one who will kill the Death Reaper is not me, but…" The Sword Saint smiled, looking at the sky as if he already had the vision of the battle.

While the Sword Saint returned to Rea, the Death Reaper went in the opposite direction. She was planning to escape the country through the other side. After reaching another country, she planned to take a plane from there.

However, her strength was greatly weakened due to the injury that the Sword Saint inflicted earlier. She stopped not far from the base to check her condition.

"Kh. To think I would be in this situation… Even though I hurt the Sword Saint, he still managed to injure me as well…" The Death Reaper gritted her teeth. She slammed the tree and checked her condition. "I don't think I can recover in just a few weeks… I need at least three months to recuperate from my injury. To think the Sword Saint is this troublesome. Why did he come to the US? Was it truly because of his daughter?"

The Death Reaper suddenly opened her eyes in surprise when she remembered Theo had disappeared after getting blasted by the shock wave of their clash.

"Wait a minute. Where is Joker?" The Death Reaper sucked a cold breath upon this realization. But before she could find an answer, she suddenly turned around and shouted, "Who?"

*Creak!*

*Creak!*

A high-pitched sound echoed in the area as a person in a wheelchair appeared from the woods. There was a man with a mask pushing his wheelchair.

"You are…" The Death Reaper widened her eyes. "The Wind Emperor and that mask, you're Joker! No, wait. I can understand if you have some connections with the Sword Saint, but how do you know the Wind Emperor?"

The Death Reaper was stunned, but it didn't take too long for her to realize Theo's real identity.

"No, wait. The Star Group and the Wind Emperor… There is only one person who knows both of them that is still a Supreme Rank Expert. You are Theodore Griffith." The Death Reaper gasped. "But how? I didn't see any fake face masks of illusion… No, wait! You have an Order? A Supreme Rank Expert has an Order?"

The Death Reaper simply couldn't believe what she had just discovered.

Even the Wind Emperor closed his eyes for a second, recalling the meeting that happened two weeks ago. It was truly shocking because there were two unknown people visiting him back then.

Theo and Jeff were standing next to each other as they walked toward the Wind Emperor.

"So, what do you mean by this?" The Wind Emperor narrowed his eyes, showing a piece of paper that Theo sent in order to meet him. There were only three words on that paper. "10 Years Promise."

"I think I don't need to say anything more than that, Sir Wind Emperor." Theo smirked.

Even with his mask on, the Wind Emperor clicked his tongue and said, "To think you're still alive, Theodore Griffith."

"It's truly been a while, Sir." Theo nodded.

Jeff had found out about Theo's real identity from his task. After all, the ultimate weapon that he prepared to kill the Death Reaper was related to his real identity.

"I don't think you like to beat around the bush. What do you want from me? There's no way you are risking your own life just to have a drink with me, right?"

"Certainly, Sir. Actually, I want to ask whether you have confidence in defeating the Death Reaper?"

"The Death Reaper?" The Wind Emperor furrowed his eyebrows. "I'm just an old man near his death. Do you expect me to exert that much power? Also, my feet can't move anymore. There's no way I can defeat her."

"What if I told you the Death Reaper would be heavily injured by the Sword Saint?"

"!!!" The Wind Emperor fell silent for a moment. "Why do you want to do this, Theo? You're not someone who will kill a person at this level without any reason."

"I just want to save my own life." Theo shook his head. "Besides, the Death Reaper is too dangerous right now. Not her power, but her action…"

"Hoh?" The Wind Emperor narrowed his eyes.

"Yes. Her action might lead to world destruction. So, I want to remove her."

"But I simply can't move from here because those people will be aware of my presence." The Wind Emperor shook his head.

"In that case…" Theo smiled and extended his hand to Jeff. The latter ripped a page from his sketchbook and turned it into a perfect replica of the Wind Emperor.

With Theo's power, he turned that replica into reality while using his clone as the base of this form.

"This is…" The Wind Emperor widened his eyes. He could feel the Order Energy fluctuation, but after that, it was very stable as if he was the original Wind Emperor. "You have that power?"

"I'm lucky."

The Wind Emperor thought for a moment and smiled. "Fine then. It seems that among the top ten experts, I won't be the first one to die. Old Hag! Don't blame me."

Theo smiled and used the illusion as well as his Order to create another body and face for the Wind Emperor, allowing him to go through the airport without anyone noticing.

"You brat… is really a monster." The Wind Emperor smirked, looking at this new body. Although his wound was still there, no one would indeed expect him to be the Wind Emperor because the aura that he excluded from his body was that of a Supreme Rank Expert.

When he recalled that scene, the Wind Emperor smirked and looked at the Death Reaper, "Sorry, Old Hag. You shouldn't have provoked this little devil."

The Death Reaper shouted, "Do you think an old man in his death door can kill me? Once I escape from this, you all will die, and the Griffith Family will chase you down."

A burst of wind shook the area as the Wind Emperor lifted his body with that wind before his feet suddenly stepped on the ground.

"This wound has been plaguing me this whole time, but I have spent a few decades to let it recover. Even though I can't use them to their full potential, I still have enough power to do my last dance, Old Hag." The Wind Emperor's eyes started glowing in green.

"I am the 3rd strongest person on the planet, Wind Emperor. You are barely hanging on that 10th place."

"It seems that you have forgotten. A few decades ago… The seat you are sitting in right now was my seat in the past." The Wind Emperor started releasing his power. "It's time for you to die, Old Hag."

"Try it!" The Death Reaper also surrounded herself with the black sphere.

Both of them pushed their hands forward at the same time as the collision of their power caused a huge explosion in the area.

*Boom!*