The Lord Is Too Overbearing

On the other side of the battlefield, Lucilla, who was toying with the remaining six Vice Commanders turned Legion Commanders quirked her eyebrow as she felt her soldiers were coming her way.

She immediately looked towards the north, and frowned when she sensed a familiar presence and an exceptional pressure coming from a human there. She was then immediately annoyed at herself because she had only realized such an obvious thing now.

Of course, it didn't happen because her sense had become dull. It was the pressure the Legion Commanders were exuding that was dense enough to cover the two presences that were far from her.

The same case also applied to the Legion Commanders, as they only noticed the two newly appeared presences at the same time Lucilla did. If not for the fact they were in a momentary truce, they would have never figured it out.

"This pressure... Is a Violet Core Knight here?" Cassandra, the Second Legion Commander whispered towards the other Legion Commanders.

"No... Just look at the colour of his Aura—he is a Blue Core Mage," replied the Sixth Legion Commander, Glenn. "Still, I agree with you. This pressure is befitting of a Violet Core Knight."

"Look at that. That is... He is also a Mage?!"

"What in the bloody hell is happening? A Dual Principle Practitioner at such a young age?!"

"A Fifth Circle Mage on top of being a Blue Core Knight? What a monster!"

Although all of the Legion Commanders were 5 kilometers apart from Basil who was on the other side of the battlefield, they could still see him clearly due to what their Qi allowed their eyes to see.

None of them could believe what their eyes were seeing, but they were too grateful of Basil's appearance to mind about how he could have such a power at such a young age.

They wondered who he was and why they had never heard about such a genius even once, but they were quickly awaken from their thought when they noticed Lucilla was heading towards Basil's direction.

"Ah, crap! Don't let her go! Chase after her!"

"Bloody hell! Are we not strong enough to catch her interest?"

Swish! Swish!

The Legion Commanders utilized their Movement Technique then chased after Lucilla like a flash. All of them were moving at a high speed, but none of them managed to catch up to her.

"There is something other than that young man that attracts her attention," Cassandra muttered to herself. "There is another High Grade Monster inside the fire sphere!"

The other Legion Commanders had also figured out what attracted Lucilla's attention, so they couldn't help dreading how hard the fight would be if Lucilla joined forces with Cabalen.

Urgency was clear in their eyes as they gritted their teeth, and they couldn't help cursing loudly in their mind at their incapability to stop said Demon. They were simply too slow to catch up to her.

"Young man, move out of...!"

Bam!

Cassandra was dumbfounded at what she had just seen—just like the other Legion Commanders. Everything had happened too fast for her to properly process it.

She was sure Basil didn't notice Lucilla until Lucilla was just a meter away from him. That was why she had shouted at Basil—to notify him.

Despite so however, he had still managed to block Lucilla's sneak attack. Not only that, he had also landed a hit on said Demon, splitting her lip open.

Cassandra was as astonished as she envied Basil's ability to do that. After all, she had fought Lucilla with her fellow Commanders, but none of them land a hit on them.

"Sneaking on someone that is on standby is unethical, you know?" Basil quirked his eyebrow. "However, what could I say? Your bunch is that type of unruly creatures after all."

"You have a smart mouth, human." Lucilla wiped her bleeding lip. "I wonder what you will say when I push you down."

"I don't sleep with filth."

"Hoh? Can you still say that after seeing them?" Lucilla quirked her eyebrow as she pushed her voluptuous chest forward. "Or, are you just going to deny yourself?"

"That is funny." Basil scoffed disdainfully. "I don't see filth as an object to lust at."

"This insolent—"

Boom!

Basil interrupted Lucilla by sending one of the swords he controlled with his Aura Ability to the ground in front of her. The ground immediately developed a crater as soon as the sword exploded, and the explosion managed to make her bleed.

"I have already chosen my opponent, Lucilla." Basil pointed his Sealing Sword at Lucilla, who was glaring at him in indignation. "Don't bother our fight and play somewhere else."

"How did you know my—"

"Look over there." Basil pointed his sword to the six Legion Commanders that were just five meters away from them. "They seem eager to fight you. You can play with them until I finish my fight with Cabalen."

Lucilla widened her eyes. "How did you also know—hmph! Whatever." She immediately scoffed at Basil's arrogance. "You don't know what you are facing yourself against. There will come a time when you wish I was your opponent."

Basil merely smiled at Lucilla then motioned her to screw off with his head. Said Demon gritted her teeth in anger, but surprisingly did what Basil told her to.

'You will regret picking Cabalen as your opponent, human!' Of course, she didn't do what Basil told her to because she was afraid of him. She was just sure Basil would meet his end soon.

She immediately dashed towards the Legion Commanders who were anticipating her to attack them, and their clash was resumed as he arrived in front of them.

Boom!

"Tsk. Why do they have to fight here?" Basil frowned as he glanced towards the seven fighting people not far away from him. "Are they really Legion Commanders? Don't they know fighting nearby the weak soldiers will risk killing them?"

Basil immediately figured out the six people were not the original Legion Commanders not long after. He had momentarily forgotten that the original Legion Commanders had all died in Ruttenhale Barony.

"Anyway, what takes him so long?" Basil turned his gaze to the fire dome enveloping Cabalen. "I should've pissed him off enough, so he should be able to use his Dragon Language now."

Basil was still waiting for Cabalen to face him with Dragon Language. He had intentionally irked Cabalen for this purpose, and he was slightly annoyed that it didn't happen as immediate as he had thought.

Basil didn't force Cabalen to use Dragon Language because he thought Cabalen was too weak to amuse him however. Cabalen was already a force to reckon with the way he was, and Basil was honestly reluctant to push his button.

If Basil didn't do that however, the fight would be dragged on for so long, he would definitely suffer a defeat. Dragotaur was known for their monstrous vitality, and he was sure he couldn't match it.

As a Quasi-Dragotaur however, Cabalen didn't posses something that every Dragotaur had—a Dragon Heart. Although his Mana reservoir was still bigger than most Demons, it still wasn't as much as those of the other Dragotaurs.

Basil reckon that the amount of Mana Cabalen could store was roughly the same as how much his Mana Heart produced, therefore he was going to exhaust said Demon's Mana by forcing said Demon to use Dragon Language.

Even though the fight would be harder, Dragon Language would quickly exhaust Cabalen's Mana. The more he used it and the higher the level of Magic he used, the more absurd the amount of Mana was consumed.

Of course, his Mana Vein would be able to replenish the used up Mana from his surrounding in a fairly short time, but such a repetitive action would burden him at some point. Basil would use that chance to kill Cabalen once and for all.

"Oh... Here he comes."

Basil could already feel the pressure building up in the air around Cabalen. The fire dome enveloping Cabalen was "dying down," and he was sure Cabalen was going to redirect it at him like what Cabalen had done with his lightning a few moments earlier.

A few seconds passed, and the fire dome eventually disappeared completely. Cabalen could now be seen once again, but he had lost all of the clothes covering his body.

Different than humans that would expose themselves when they took off their clothes however, Cabalen didn't have anything to be ashamed about, because his lower body parts were covered with a black, scaly armor like skin.

His black, lizard like tail swayed menacingly as he looked at Basil murderously. He had a fist sized fireball floating above his palm that came from the compressed fire dome he had absorbed.

"You shouldn't have sealed your fate, human."

"Are you talking about yourself?"

"Hmph! You will regret ever saying that to me."

"Prove it, Cabalen."

"As you wish, Basil."

Cabalen enveloped the brightly burning, fist sized fireball with his hand then pointed it at Basil. Basil readied his sword as he prepared himself to split the fireball when it was launched at him.

As the pressure became even more overwhelming and the heat started to annoy him even though they were 200 meters apart, Cabalen let go of the fireball.

Much to Basil's bafflement, instead of sending the fireball at him however, Cabalen sent it towards somewhere else. As he looked at the trajectory of the fireball, his eyes immediately widened in shock.

"Iliana!"

Basil channeled his Qi and Mana as much as he could to his feet before simultaneously utilizing his Movement Technique and Step Art.

[Feather Step]!

[Slip]!

He even added [Frictionless] to increase his speed. Far away as they may be separated from each other, faster than the fireball could eliminate the 1 kilometer of distance, Basil arrived in front of Iliana before it.

He arrived there in a flash, and he had almost exploded his feet due to the Mana and Qi overload. Quick in his movement, he immediately infused his Qi into the Sealing Sword and utilized the Technique he had simplified for all the time due to his lacking power.

[Mountain Splitter]!

Overwhelmed with the Qi his Blue Core produced, his Sealing Sword shone brightly in blue while exuding a pressure that terrified anyone within the radius of 500 kilometers from him.

Swish!

Basil swung his sword as if he was cutting the dimension, and the built up Qi in the Sealing Sword was released simultaneously.

BOOM!

When it clashed against the fireball, an explosion that deafened everyone occured.