Self-created Skill ll

Self-created skill the signature of a Mystical Nurge warrior, the crux of power!

As the name implies the skill is one which is made by the warrior himself, the comprehension of his talent put together to form a skill almost like the band of a weapon wielder but this was more powerful.

Self-created skills differ from one another in matter of the depth and confoundedness of the insights gained, imagine it as a tree, some would comprehend the roots, some the bark, some just a leaf, some a whole branch that bears fruit, some could cover the whole branches on the tree and a bit the ability to comprehend the entire tree.

That was why Self-created skills were placed in grades which were ascertained by ring power, been the one which would fuel the skill once it was unleashed ring power would represent the grade of the skill in an halo.

The mystical Nurge warrior had a green halo which was second to the last on the ranking.

White, Green, Red, Yellow, Violet, Bronze and Silver this were the respective symbols used to identify the grade of Self-created skills.

Doji shockingly began to chuckle on seeing the armour strapped on the mystical warrior's body.

"What's so funny, you are about to die and you are laughing, are you so scared of death!" The mystical Nurge warrior was so sure that Doji knew the power of a Self-created skill, why he wasn't scared came as a surprise to him.

"If this is all you have, then I'm sorry it wouldn't be enough" he didn't even wait for the mystical warrior to reply before he took on a strange stance and immediately his sword was engulfed in green flames same as the colour of his eyes.

"Band of Flames"

The mystical warrior frowned, though the band unleashed was quite powerful as it was two stars but he knew Doji wasn't stupid enough to believe it would be enough to deal with him. "Is this all yo....." he hadn't even completed his sentence when suddenly Doji's body was surrounded by a yellow halo.

"What the hell!" Gloominess enshrouded the mystical warrior's face and his breathing suddenly became rough and erratic, his eyes were sunk in as though he had seen a ghost.

"You have a yellow grade Self-created skill!" asked the visibly shaking mystical warrior, if it had been an ordinary grade like white or even green he would have still been composed a bit, but how in the world his he supposed to not freak out when a late stage series realm warrior possesses a yellow grade Self-created skill!

First was Ethan who formed a ring barrier even without reaching the rank of a mystical warrior now another heartbreaking feat that could make one commit suicide out of shame, he was entirely unfortunate to have crossed path with Ethan and Doji.

Doji didn't bother to reply he raised his sword above his head and began to move it in eddy, the air above his head also began to rotate in the same direction of his sword but that wasn't all green flames same as the one on the sword began to swirl around the stirred air like two parallel lines.

"Never!" like a wounded wolf the mystical warrior howled and raced towards Doji with all the strength he could muster hoping to stop the lad from fully unleashing his Self-created skill but unluckily for him it was too late!

"Fire Tornado"

With this Doji slashed his sword downwards and a green flaming tornado danced towards the mystical warrior whose eyes had become bloodshot.

BOOM!

The outcome wasn't a suspense with the disparity in the grade of the Self-created skill the mystical warrior was sent flying like a projectile with his body scorched black.

This sounds slow but only took place in few breaths, on the other side of the battle Ethan still had the shocked expression on his face with the flickering flashes of light on Zack's hand yet to reach him.

Ethan's vision had taken a visible turn due to the black light it was like as though he was in the sea of mist where nothing could pass his eyes, he was even able to see clearly tiny strands of his hair as though he made use of a microscope.

He felt like he was attuned to the world, the attack of Zack which was supposed to be extremely fast in his eyes was now defined and clear to him, the light which he used to conceal the sword was of no use again thanks to the mysterious sheathed sovereign sword has Ethan now called it.

Ethan was entirely oblivious of the fortune he had just struck, something which a lot of experts would kill for, it couldn't be gained by comprehension or talent but could only be produced by the world itself.

Just like the ball of light that the sheathed sovereign sword released the world produces it at certain spots where humans and even some highly intelligent beast go in search of.

People wouldn't just kill themselves for something which wasn't useful?!, right!

The World balls has it was called when absorbed into the body would place one on a sync with the world, no matter how fast the attack is, unless the realm of the warrior which sent the attack was on a far higher level.

It was a treasure that some warriors would be willing to kill their relatives for, once the location of a world ball was found then you should expecting a bloody battle.

"Hmmph!"like a streak of light Ethan raced towards Zack and quickly closed the small gap between them.

"Fool!" Zack sent his sword towards Ethan vitals which was well hidden under the flashes of light, to him Ethan had just brought himself closer to death's door.

A cheeky smile suddenly appeared on Ethan's face, if Zack had known the meaning behind this smile on Ethan's face he would have thought twice before striking.

Ethan shaped his fingers into a sword and suddenly it was covered by a dense ray of ring power which he sent towards the blinding flashes of light directed towards him.