Global Descent: Heaven's Executioner-Chapter 53:

The heavy blade tore through the air, carrying a fierce gust of wind as it slashed straight toward Zayen’s chest.

The attack was fast, extremely fast. The fat young man clearly did not hold back.

But Zayen didn’t move. He simply stood there calmly, watching the incoming blade.

Just as the attack was about to reach him, Zayen raised his hand.

Clang!

A crisp metallic sound rang out. The fat young man’s pupils shrank violently.

His full-power strike had been stopped by two fingers.

Zayen had casually caught the blade between his index and middle fingers.

The terrifying momentum of the attack instantly came to a halt.

"Too slow," Zayen said calmly.

The fat young man’s face changed drastically. "Impossible!" 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Before he could react—

Bang!

Zayen suddenly kicked forward.

The kick landed directly on the fat young man’s stomach.

A dull sound echoed through the ruins as the fat young man was blasted backward like a cannonball, smashing through a broken stone wall.

Dust and rubble exploded into the air.

For a moment, the entire ruin trembled slightly.

Zayen slowly lowered his leg, his expression calm as if he had just done something trivial.

His golden wings slowly fluttered behind him.

Dust slowly drifted through the air where the fat young man had crashed into the broken wall.

Zayen hovered calmly in the sky, his six golden wings slowly beating behind him, his cold gaze fixed on the pile of rubble below.

Suddenly—

Rumble...

The shattered stones trembled.

A moment later, a chubby hand pushed the rubble aside.

The fat young man slowly climbed out from the debris, coughing heavily.

"Cough... cough..." His robe was torn, and dust covered his round face.

But strangely... he was smiling.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked up at Zayen. "Heh... you’re really strong."

Zayen said nothing.

His gaze remained calm and indifferent, as if the fat young man was nothing more than a minor inconvenience.

Seeing that expression, the fat young man’s smile slowly faded.

"Unfortunately... You think I would dare guard a Primordial Star Core Fragment without some confidence?" He suddenly tightened his grip on the heavy blade.

The next second a powerful aura suddenly burst out from his body.

Boom!

The ground around him cracked instantly as waves of energy spread outward.

His originally round body suddenly became much more imposing, and a faint crimson glow began to cover the blade in his hand.

Zayen’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Clearly...

The fat young man slowly raised his blade and pointed it toward Zayen in the sky.

The next moment—

BOOM!

His figure shot into the air like a cannonball, the crimson blade tearing through the sky as it slashed toward Zayen with terrifying power.

Seeing the fat young man charge toward him, Zayen’s eyes flashed coldly.

With a swift motion, he drew the sword at his waist.

Shing!

The sharp sound of the blade leaving its sheath echoed through the ruins.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zayen flapped his six golden wings and shot forward like a streak of light.

In an instant, he dashed toward the fat young man.

The two figures rapidly closed the distance between them.

One descending from the sky.

One charging upward from the ground.

Their swords gleamed with deadly light.

The next moment—

Clang!!!

Their blades collided violently in midair, sending sparks flying in all directions as a powerful shockwave swept across the ruins.

The ground below cracked instantly under the pressure of their clash.

The violent clash sent a powerful shockwave rippling through the air.

Boom!

The cracked stone floor below shattered further as dust and debris were blown outward in all directions.

Sparks flew as the two blades pressed against each other.

For a brief moment, the two figures remained locked in midair.

The fat young man gritted his teeth, both hands gripping his blade tightly as he tried to push forward with all his strength.

His arms trembled slightly under the pressure. Zayen, however, looked completely calm.

His expression did not change in the slightest.

With a small push of his wrist—

Clang!

The fat young man’s blade was instantly knocked aside. Before he could even react, Zayen’s sword flashed like lightning.

A cold streak of light sliced through the air.

The fat young man’s eyes widened.

He barely managed to twist his body to the side.

Slash!

The sword cut across his shoulder, tearing through his robe and leaving behind a deep wound.

Blood splashed into the air.

"Ah!"

The fat young man let out a painful grunt as his body was forced backward several meters. He landed heavily on the ground, sliding across the cracked stone floor before finally stopping. His face turned pale as he clutched the bleeding wound on his shoulder.

Shock filled his small eyes.

How is he this strong? ...?

Meanwhile, high above the ruins, Zayen hovered calmly in the air. His six golden wings slowly spread behind him, shining faintly under the light.

His sword pointed downward toward the fat young man.

His cold voice echoed across the ruins. "You should have handed over the fragment when you had the chance."

"Nonsense!"

Unable to restrain his anger any longer, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from the fat young man’s body.

Boom!

The air around him trembled as waves of energy spread outward. Dust and broken stones on the ground were instantly blown away.

His small eyes turned bloodshot as he glared fiercely at Zayen in the sky.

"Don’t think you’ve already won!" The fat young man roared angrily. The aura around him surged wildly, growing stronger and stronger, causing the surrounding ruins to shake slightly.

"You deserve to die—!!"

The fat young man roared furiously.

His entire aura exploded outward with terrifying force.

Boom!

A violent wave of energy swept across the ruins as cracks spread across the ground beneath his feet.

Seeing this, Zayen’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Without hesitation, he slowly drew the Blacksteel Katana at his waist.

The blade slid out of its sheath with a cold metallic whisper.

His gaze locked onto the fat young man as he calmly prepared to meet the incoming attack.

However... Just as the fat young man had been roaring in fury a moment ago—

Swish!

His figure suddenly turned and shot away into the distance like a gust of wind, fleeing at an astonishing speed.

The sudden change was so abrupt that even the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Zayen’s sword paused halfway out of its sheath.

The faint smile on his face froze.

His eyes widened slightly in disbelief as he watched the rapidly disappearing figure.

"...He ran?"

For a moment, Zayen almost thought he had seen it wrong. The man who had just shouted about killing him... had actually run away without looking back.

For a brief moment, the ruins fell silent.

Zayen stood there in midair, the Blacksteel Katana half drawn, watching the fat young man’s figure rapidly disappear into the distance.

Then the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Interesting..."

With a soft shing, he fully drew the blade and lowered it to his side.

The next moment—

Boom!

Zayen’s six golden wings suddenly spread wide behind him.

A powerful gust of wind erupted as he shot forward like a bolt of lightning.

The sky above the ruins was instantly torn apart by a streak of golden light.

Far ahead, the fat young man was running with all his might, his round body moving surprisingly fast through the broken streets of the ancient ruins.

Both of them were secretly shocked by what they were seeing.

The fat young man found it hard to believe.

As a Level 8 player with a Speed-Type Talent, his movement speed was something that even some Level 9 players would struggle to match.

Yet this Zayen was actually able to keep up with him without falling behind.

On the other hand, Zayen was equally surprised.

With the speed granted by his six wings, he had always believed that very few people could rival him in terms of speed.

But now, despite flying at full speed, he still couldn’t close the distance between himself and this fat guy.

One chased.

One fled.

Both figures shot across the ruins like two streaks of light, moving at astonishing speed.

Zayen’s eyes suddenly flashed with cold light.

Realizing that simply chasing like this would take too long, he no longer hesitated.

"Divine Manifestation!"

The moment the skill was activated, a brilliant golden light burst out from behind him.

In the next instant, dozens of golden swords condensed in the air around Zayen, each one radiating a sharp and sacred aura.

The blades trembled slightly, as if eager to be unleashed.

With a flick of Zayen’s finger—

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The golden swords shot forward like streaks of lightning, tearing through the air as they chased after the fleeing fat young man.

Their speed was terrifying, leaving trails of golden light across the sky.

The fat young man was still running at full speed when he suddenly felt a terrifying killing intent locking onto his back.

His heart skipped a beat. Instinctively, he glanced back. The moment he saw the scene behind him. His eyes widened instantly.

"Holy—!!"

Dozens of golden swords were tearing through the sky toward him like a rain of divine punishment.

Each blade glowed with a dazzling golden light, their sharp auras slicing through the air with terrifying speed.

The distance between them was shrinking rapidly.

"Is he insane?!" the fat young man shouted in disbelief.

"We’re just chasing each other—why are you trying to kill me already?!"

But despite his loud complaints, his feet did not slow down for even a moment.

Instead, he suddenly twisted his body and abruptly changed direction.

Whoosh!

His round figure darted sideways like a slippery fish, barely avoiding the first incoming sword.

Boom!

The golden blade slammed into the ground behind him, instantly blasting a large crater into the ruins.

But before he could even breathe in relief—

Swish! Swish! Swish!