Bone Alchemist: Necromancer of The Aberrations-Chapter 68: Yvanna vs Malrik pt2

The clash between the two strongest beings of the two factions continued to unfold regularly.

No one seemed to have the upper hand, which made Yvanna thoughtful.

Malrik had not even reached Rank EX, yet he could fight on an equal footing with her.

This troubled her, but she had no time to worry about it.

She was more anxious about the battle below.

She could waste no time; she had to face her opponent at full strength.

Malrik, on the other hand, was carefree.

To him, everyone else was mere pawns to be used to his own advantage. He had long since gotten used to the fact that the world revolved around him.

Moreover, he did not take battle seriously.

Every part of his being, particularly his blood, served as a guarantee. If he had not died in a crushing blow, he would have survived.

Yvanna used a long, thin sword. Her every move was imbued not only with elegance but also with ferocity.

Her battle style had long since become accustomed to being lethal. No waste of movement.

The creatures summoned by the empress were holding their own against the devil, but it was impossible for them to do any real damage.

The blows of these creatures, though super strong, due to their Stratomaximus concept, could not really harm the devil, just as they could not harm Yvanna.

And that was why she intervened, trying to deliver precise attacks at the right time.

The devil fought wielding a two-handed broadsword, but wielding it with only one hand. Although it looked very heavy and difficult to wield, the devil moved it with finesse.

Although he was facing dozens of creatures and the human empress herself, he was not sweating at all. In fact, a slight smile was forming on his face.

He was enjoying himself.

But just as their battle continued, something caught Yvanna’s attention.

Some devils had suddenly become stronger.

But not enough to worry the woman too much.

But a minute later, more such auras suddenly popped up.

In particular, the auras of four Rank EXs had become much more powerful than a Rank EX could ever become.

Her expression turned dark.

"Oh, don’t worry-" Malrik’s voice caught Yvanna’s gaze, then, with a slash of his sword, all the creatures died cut in two.

"They just sold their souls to me, gaining more power. That human boy really seems to possess some talent, huh?"

He was talking about Jeremy of course.

To allow the devils, the winning side, the use of such a move meant only one thing.

They were in a corner.

But then, a moment later, the aura of those four devils vanished.

"Interesting, really interesting."

The battle had momentarily stopped.

Yvanna looked downstairs in amazement. She had not expected a victory. Well, it wasn’t over yet, but judging by what she was seeing, the devils would all be dead.

No domain could block her gaze.

And the same was true for Malrik.

Opening his third eye, Eye of the Infernal Judge, everything took shape.

The souls scattered on the battlefield, the souls of those fighting within Jeremy’s domain.

In particular, the tangle of souls that represented the Aberrations.

A small frown rippled across his face, but it lasted only a very brief moment, replaced by uncontrollable laughter.

But the frown did not escape Yvanna’s notice.

"Eh, go ahead and laugh while you can." The empress’s voice was different, much more relaxed, as if the mountain of responsibility that threatened to crush her had vanished into thin air.

After a few seconds, Malrik turned to her.

"Something tells me that exactly what I’m looking for can be found here."

Malrik was not referring to Cambela’s capture, but to something else.

However, it did not matter.

Although the fight had become 1-on-1, Yvanna assumed the same previous battle position, that of support.

The reason was simple.

"Paradox."

Her word, spoken under her breath, created a major disturbance.

The Nodum, orb of energy that always swirled around Yvanna, glowed.

A moment later, a figure, identical to the same woman, showed itself.

Although the face was identical, their aura, presence, gaze, and whatever else, appeared different. It was as if they were two opposite poles, two sides of the same coin.

This newcomer wore full armor that covered her from neck to toe.

But it was not bulky; on the contrary.

It seemed to improve her agility and strength.

She was the Yvanna of the parallel reality.

The concept sounded really absurd, but that was how it worked.

When Yvanna first entered Nodum, a bond was established.

One part of her remained anchored in the real reality, while the other part entered the parallel reality.

The parallel Yvanna, therefore, had to develop her power from the beginning.

It was precisely because of this that her style differed so much from that of the real Yvanna.

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NAME: Yvanna Sariel (Parallel)

RANK Stellar (False)

LEVEL: 300

RACE: Super Human

CLASS: Existential Parallel

POTENTIAL: ASCENDANT

CONCEPT: Gugistrum

Main Skills:

[Sky Fracture], [Annihilator’s Roar], [Omega Drive], [Gravitational Assault]

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[Sky Fracture]

Your blows are able to shatter the sky. Your blows are able to damage the target in all its forms.

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[Annihilator’s Roar]

Unleash a howl capable of stunning and repelling any enemy. With enough power, even space can be broken.

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[Omega Drive]

Harness the rotation of your body and the compression of your biological structures to unleash a large amount of power for a single blow.

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[Gravitational Assault]

Allows your body to temporarily increase internal mass, making each blow heavier. In addition, each blow unleashed in this form gives off a gravitational side effect capable of crushing the enemy.

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His abilities were simple. They had nothing to do with Malrik’s. However, that did not mean they were weak.

Oh, not at all.

Without waiting a moment longer, the parallel Yvanna unleashed an Annihilator’s Roar.

The cry, despite its incredible power and range, was heard by no one but Malrik.

Control over one’s power was a fundamental thing for any fighter, after all.

The devil was stunned for a brief moment, but that was enough for Parallel Yvanna to deliver one of her blows, Sky Fracture.

The punch struck Malrik’s face squarely, and he was unable to dodge because of the daze from the scream.

His body flew hundreds of meters before stabilizing, leaving behind a trail of destruction.

The sky was torn apart, making space chaotic for brief moments.

This kind of damage was containable for the world itself, which repaired it within seconds.

But it had not ended there.

Immediately after the punch, Original Yvanna executed a sword strike.

Direction, her neck.

She wanted to slice him cleanly.

Unfortunately, it was impossible.

Malrik recovered quickly, dodging the sword blow with relative ease.

"Good shot, though!" He exclaimed, massaging his face. He had felt pain.

"Allow me to make my move. No more limitations."

With this sentence, an absurd and frightening power radiated from the devil.

This time he meant business.

He was no longer fighting using only his power.

He was about to use the power of the souls bound to him.

The confrontation was just beginning.