OVERLORD: The Second Supreme Being

Buffing was one of Momonga's favorite things to do, but now, unable to use magic, he could only watch as Peroroncino buffed himself.

Momonga wanted to cry inside—he, a mage, unable to use magic, while watching his opponent go wild with buffs.

"Weapon Fusion!" Peroroncino combined his black and white swords into one, creating a sword that was black and white, resembling a Tai Chi sword.

"It's time to settle this," Peroroncino said.

"That's exactly what I intend," Momonga replied.

Peroroncino charged toward Momonga, striking at his face with a sword.

Momonga swung his sword with one hand, trying to block the attack.

However, Peroroncino's sword passed through Momonga's blade.

"Phantom!"

The next moment, Momonga felt a chill behind him, as another sword was waiting for the opportunity.

Without hesitation, Momonga swung his sword toward the back. However, the Peroroncino behind him was also an illusion.

The first phantom hadn't disappeared; the sword was an illusion, but the person was real.

Peroroncino struck toward Momonga, and a massive crack appeared in his chest armor. Momonga was sent flying and slammed heavily into the wall.

"Do you surrender?"

"I refuse!"

Momonga immediately threw a Flame Spear at Peroroncino. Peroroncino tilted his head and dodged the attack.

"Ultimate move! Phantom Dance of the Shadow!"

Peroroncino's figure suddenly accelerated, moving with ghost-like speed across the arena.

Peroroncino's afterimages appeared all over the field.

Momonga observed every direction, trying to keep track of Peroroncino. Though he couldn't tell exactly where Peroroncino was, his instincts told him that Peroroncino would attack him from the front.

"Chop!"

A voice echoed from all around the arena. Countless versions of Peroroncino, each holding a black-and-white sword, struck at Momonga from different directions.

Without hesitation, Momonga swung his sword at the Peroroncino in front of him.

"Clang!"

The swords clashed, releasing a massive shockwave. The flames on the battlefield were blown out by the force of the impact.

The ground beneath their feet shattered, illustrating the immense power of the two combatants—so much so that even the specially constructed arena couldn't withstand it.

"Is this truly the kind of power a human can display?" the Platinum Dragon Lord remarked in awe.

The Platinum Dragon Lord considered himself to be stronger than both of them, but seeing such powerful humans for the first time left him in awe. He felt that the two combatants on the field were even stronger than the legendary Thirteen Heroes he had heard of.

"Could they also be players? Perhaps they are players who aren't affiliated with Ainz Ooal Gown, but temporarily submitted due to the strength of the Sorcerer King? After their fight, I must meet them privately."

Both combatants had exerted tremendous force in their strikes, with cracks now appearing on Peroroncino's sword.

Momonga's sword was similarly cracked, but the fissures on his blade were far more significant than those on Peroroncino's.

Suddenly, Peroroncino released his grip on his sword, leaning back and executing a sweeping kick. It was a position that no normal person could have achieved, but Peroroncino pulled it off effortlessly.

As a result, Momonga lost his balance.

Peroroncino stretched out his hand, and the sword that had been knocked away flew back into his grip.

Taking advantage of Momonga's unsteady balance, he struck and severed Momonga's sword, where it had developed cracks.

"Flame Tempering!"

A white flame appeared in Peroroncino's hand, which he used to cover the crack on his sword. The sword was restored to its original, undamaged state.

"How is this possible? Repairing a weapon during a fight?"

"That's incredible! Watching this battle is definitely worth it."

The spectators were completely focused, not even cheering or shouting to avoid missing any details.

With his balance still unstable, Momonga's weapon was once again severed. He decided to abandon the weapon altogether, using one hand to steady himself on the ground and leaping backward to regain his footing.

"Ultimate Move! Sword Draw Slash!"

With a whoosh, Peroroncino instantly appeared in front of Momonga. Momonga did not show any weakness, and their swords clashed, resulting in Momonga's sword breaking.

"It's been a long time since I've fought like this. Hahaha!" Momonga said with a hearty laugh.

"The battle has only just begun!"

Just when everyone thought it was over, Momonga said this. He then reached out, grabbed Peroroncino's sword, and, using his strength, broke it in half.

"Ssss!!!"

The crowd gasped.

This reversal was completely unexpected. Breaking a weapon with bare hands.

Peroroncino wasn't surprised. He immediately discarded the broken sword and kicked toward Momonga's stomach. However, Momonga anticipated the move and grabbed Peroroncino's ankle.

With a powerful motion, he slammed him onto the ground.

The ground itself was shattered upon impact.

"Will you surrender?"

Momonga asked.

"Surrender? As you said, the battle has just begun."

"Heal."

A green light flashed, and all of Peroroncino's wounds healed.

Peroroncino had previously activated the "Berserk" buff, so he didn't even feel the pain.

"Faith-based skill: Heroic Spirit Armor!"

Peroroncino flew into the air, light enveloping his body, as he donned a silver-white suit of armor. Snow-white wings were embedded on his back.

"Blood Burn!"

At this moment, Peroroncino's eyes turned blood-red, and his blood vessels became highly visible. His hair also turned red, contrasting sharply with his silver-white armor.

"Per...ocino, why go this far? We're just sparring. If you care that much about winning, I'll concede!"

"No! I just want to test the limits of my power. You don't have to concede!"

"Alright, as you wish!"

Seeing Peroroncino in this state, Momonga couldn't help but feel a bit guilty. After all, he was playing as a high-level character with high resistances, while Peroroncino's low-level character took significant damage.

"Falling Destroyer" (a suicidal skill that reduces the user's health to 1% while dealing devastating area damage).

Peroroncino fell like a massive meteor, crashing into the battlefield.

If it weren't for Pandora casting a spell, many people in the arena would have likely perished.

As the smoke cleared, the entire battlefield had sunk by a meter, and the vanished land had likely been melted away by the enormous force.

Momonga stood at the center of the arena, untouched by the destruction around him. His armor was perfectly intact, as if it were brand new.

In fact, it was new. The massive explosion had melted his previous armor, but he immediately crafted a new one.

"I surrender!"

Both of them spoke simultaneously.

"Super Recovery!"

"Status Recovery!"

"Pain Relief!"

"Blood Regeneration!"

"Pain Numbness!"

Without hesitation, Peroroncino cast a series of buffs on himself.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! Ah, much better."

"I declare! The battle ends in a draw!" Pandora announced from above.

Although it was declared a draw, anyone with clear eyes could tell that Momonga had won.

Evileye looked at the disheveled Chino, felt moved. Even though the opponent was unbeatable, Chino still chose to face them head-on?

"...Lord Chino... Lord Momon... I..."

"Evileye, what's wrong?" Gagaran walked over and asked.

"Who do you think is stronger?"

"Momon, probably! But I have more faith in Chino. That guy's skills are like there's no cost, he just releases them at will. If I could team up with him, I wouldn't hesitate to choose Chino.

That guy is completely versatile. But someone like that probably wouldn't want to team up with me."

"Lord Chino..." Evileye recalled the time when she was saved.

End of chapter

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