Ex rank talent Awakening: 100\% Dodge rate-Chapter 104 - : UNLOCKING POTENTIAL II

Brian didn't bother exchanging words with the demon knight, continuing his calculated attack. He blocked the claw with his sword while dodging the other with minimal movement once more. He moved closer to the demon knight—too close for comfort—and once again, the claws, like a coiling snake, bent toward Brian. Stagnant Water almost felt like Brian's intention was to kiss the demon knight, but at the last minute, Brian bent down. The demon knight's own claws stabbed into its own body, the speed and unexpectedness of the move catching it off guard.

Seizing the moment, Brian propelled himself upward and swung his sword, creating a deep and long cut, the demon knight's health dropping at an insane rate.

The demon retracted his claws, his eyes bloodshot. He threw a kick at Brian, but Brian simply sidestepped, dodging the kick and swinging his sword once more, cutting into the demon's back. The demon knight hissed in pain—he had decided against wearing armor today, simply going out for a leisure walk, and now that decision had come back to bite him.

"Hah, I'm done playing with you. I guess it's time I go all out," the demon knight growled, his killing intent overflowing. His grotesque form twisted even further—his eyes turned completely red, his horns extended longer, a tail sprouted from his hip, and wings unfurled from his back. He was on the brink of losing himself, but somehow, he held on, barely hanging by a thread. Yet, for some reason, he couldn't take that final step into complete madness.

"This time, you won't be able to do shit," the demon knight declared, arrogance and pride oozing from him.

The demon knight was from the Pride Clan of the demon world and had allowed himself to be tainted by his overwhelming sense of pride. Unlike Cumba, however, he hadn't completely lost himself—he had gained extraordinary strength while maintaining his awareness.

Brian frowned, sensing the drastic change. His instincts blared warning signals—the demon's threat level had skyrocketed.

Opening his mouth, the demon knight condensed a red beam, firing it at Brian. Brian dodged the attack, still running toward him.

"Hey, isn't this the time I interfere?" Stagnant Water asked, snapping out of his spectator mode. The aura emanating from the demon knight sobered him up, making it clear that he couldn't afford to stand by anymore.

Teleporting behind the demon, Stagnant Water swung his sword, aiming for a decisive strike. But strangely, the demon knight's lower two arms twisted backward unnaturally, facing him like they had been reversed, blocking the attack effortlessly. Stagnant Water retreated a few steps, his eyes narrowing.

"Hey, is that even possible?" he muttered, feeling like the demon knight was cheating.

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Brian lunged, thrusting his sword toward the demon's abdomen. The demon knight blocked the strike with his other two arms, retracting his claws so they wouldn't hinder him. But the attack never came—Brian suddenly changed his target mid-strike, shifting from a thrust to the abdomen to a sudden stab at the unguarded chest.

The demon knight growled in pain, moving his upper arms in an attempt to grab Brian's sword, but Brian quickly kicked the demon's calf, causing its knee to buckle. The demon knight fell to one knee.

Stagnant Water, not letting the opportunity slip by, teleported next to the demon and delivered a spinning kick to his head, knocking it sideways. He then teleported back just in time to avoid the demon's lower arms, which had tried to grab him.

Brian capitalized on the moment, stabbing his sword deep into the demon knight's neck—critical damage.

The demon knight's health dropped drastically, leaving him with only a third remaining.

Brian knew he had to finish the battle quickly—his stamina was already at a dangerous low. He decided to unleash the sword skill he had copied from Commander Joshua, a move he could barely execute.

"Grey Empire Imperial Sword Technique, Third Form—Dragon's Fall!" he muttered, activating the technique.

An illusory image of a wounded dragon falling from the sky materialized behind him. A thin sword aura sliced through the illusion and shot toward the demon knight with terrifying force.

[Grey Empire Imperial Sword Technique: Dragon's Fall – A technique invented by the first emperor and hero of the human world, Grey, during his battle against the demon dragon. Deals 500% of the user's total damage to all demonized beings.]

"Huff... huff... huff..." Brian collapsed to his knees, his last attack completely draining the remainder of his stamina. The mental fatigue crashed down on him, a splitting headache threatening to knock him out. He dug his sword into the ground, using it to keep himself upright.

"Wow, that was some crazy-ass attack. Honestly, you were badass today—I never knew you had it in you," Stagnant Water complimented him, teleporting to his side.

"This is not enough," Brian muttered, his breathing still heavy.

"Slow down, will ya? I know you want to grow stronger fast, but you need to catch your breath while you can. I guess this is all for today—we should probably call it a day and get some rest. You especially," Stagnant Water declared, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"But your last attack was crazy—" Stagnant Water kept talking, but Brian wasn't listening. A deep frown settled on his face—something felt off.

"Hey, what's up with you? Don't tell me you're frowning because you still want to continue. Look at you, man, you look like you'll pass out if we keep going," Stagnant Water pointed out.

"Did you hear any system notification about defeating the demon?" Brian suddenly asked, his frown deepening.

A moment of silence passed before realization struck Stagnant Water.

"Shit... I didn't," he muttered, immediately tensing up.

BOOM!

Before Stagnant Water could react, a massive force sent him flying.

"I'll hand it to you—you're good and extremely dangerous. I'd be dead by now if not for my friend here. So allow me to return the favor," the demon knight sneered, his gaze locking onto Brian, who was still struggling to recover.

"I must say, you had it handed to you, Tail," another voice echoed.

Another demon knight stepped forward—the one who had just sent Stagnant Water flying.

"Now, where were we?" the demon knight smirked, his tone dripping with malice.