"What meaning did your battle today have? Your friend will not feel any joy because of your rescue, and you have no ability to save your friend at all. You are merely a clown making trouble for no reason. Does that so-called 'avenging your grievances' not seem childish?"
While continuing to provoke Bill's nerves with his words, Punk rapidly moved through the air and continuously unleashed a massive number of Rifts of Destruction at his enemy. The gray-black blades danced wildly through the depths of the crater. Under the control of Twisted World, these unending Legendary Level Spells could even slightly adjust their trajectories, pursuing their enemy from multiple directions!
"You understand nothing about friendship, pitiful mage! I did not gain my current power merely to cling to life. My friend was murdered, and it is my duty to avenge him! It has always been so!"
Rapidly swinging his dagger in horizontal and vertical slashes in every direction, Bill-Kayton displayed powerful control over his battle aura without showing the slightest trace of fear. He formed a shield of pale cyan blade-light before himself, while the battle aura at his dagger's tip transformed into sharp radiance that precisely struck the Spell Structure of every Rift of Destruction, deflecting each attack as it came at speeds faster than machine-gun bullets.
For a time, the crater occupied by the two Legendary professionals rapidly expanded from within. Huge chunks of rock shattered beneath the warped laws of distance fluctuations, then were ground into powder by the Rifts of Destruction flying in every direction. The earth's roar once again resounded across the battlefield, while the explosive flashes of pale cyan blade-light and gray-black rifts colliding looked like great clusters of fireworks blooming within the enormous pit.
In a sense, within such a confined battlefield, a