The stage was set for a climactic clash. Number 10 had shown his hand, and now it was time to see if even his vaunted nine swords could make a difference against their formidable
opponent.
She couldn't fall behind either, No Name thought.
"I can't just stand by either."
No Name also drew out her mana. She used the realm that she had learned from her master, the All Weapons Beloved.
It was a realm where the potential of weapons was drawn out, and it was applied to their demonic armor.
The chaos armor began to pulsate like a living creature. Spikes sprouted all over, and it emitted immense dark mana.
"Impressive," Number 10 briefly admired the sight.
The All Weapons Beloved realm itself was not extraordinary, but its effects when combined with demonic weapons and armor were terrifying.
Confidence surged back into their hearts.
Suddenly, Noire asked, "What is it called?"
The unexpected question brought puzzled expressions to their faces.
"What do you mean, suddenly...?" they replied.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
"I asked for the name of that realm you used," Noire looked at Number 10 and asked.
The latter was bewildered and replied, "It's called Nine Sky Swords."
"Thank you for telling me. Otherwise, I would have had to come up with a name for it myself," Noire flicked her finger, and at that moment, swords made of aurablades were created in the air.
Number 10's eyes widened as if they were about to burst.
"It seems this is the first time I've seen a realm related to the Nine-Swords. You've acquired a useful realm," Noire declared with a satisfied expression.
"Then shall we start again?" she asked.
Number 10 stared at the nine swords created by Noire with trembling eyes. While their own swords emitted a dark gray hue, Noire's swords radiated a blinding dark blue light.
Despite this, Number 10 could recognize it. Those were swords produced through the same realm they possessed.
'Impossible!'
Despite knowing this, they struggled to deny it. They desperately tried to reject the idea that Noire had used the same realm as them.
It was clear that Noire was using the fearless domain to compete with them. No Demigods should normally possess more than one realm. That wasn't just common knowledge; it was an unquestionable truth.
This had to be a trick.
They didn't know how she did it, but it had to be a vile deception, a ruse to break their will to fight.
"I can see exactly what you're struggling with."
At that moment, Noire's voice reached them. They looked at her with a dazed expression.
"Don't bother denying it. What you're thinking is correct."
Number 10 stared at Noire with a face full of disbelief.
"What... that's nonsense..."
"Well, sometimes I can do just by looking at it." Noire nonchalantly replied.
"Nonsense!" Number 10 vehemently denied this, it was not a skill but a domain we're talking about, an accumulation of your work, something tailored just for your after untold hardship, how can someone just copy it as if it was nothing.