Divine God of War

'This amount of aura, he is got to be at least tier 9, close to 10 even'

'but he doesn't seem to be targeting me, am I truly concealed ?'

Looking to his side, the princess still seems unperturbed, while Cyan hand was on the hilt of her sword.

"Cyan"

"I'll handle it" 

Soon Cyan drop her center of gravity, while putting her hand on the hilt of her sword, she silent muttered

"Cyan legacy, spell break".

Immediately after chanting, she twisted her sword, but instead of the sword turning, it suddenly transformed into a blue, ethereal copy of itself.

Then the whole world seems to slowed down to a crawl with Cyan seemingly be the only one moving. While in this effect, Cyan doesn't seem to be in a hurry, instead, she raised her ethereal blade up slowly, then in a blink of an eye, brought it down in a speed imperceptible to the human eye.

In an instant, countless seams of cyan slashes were appearing on the emperor's body. 

'The emperor didn't react to it ?' 

Rio, while painfully aware how underpowered he is, decided to stay at the side line using the full advantage of him being concealed. 

But before Rio could assess the situation, reality itself seemed to tremble as the emperor was struck. A noticeable crack began to widen between the fabric of existence, growing larger and larger before crumbling away piece by piece.

Before Rio's eyes, reality crumbled and fell apart, revealing the true surroundings. Instead of being in a lightless black castle, they found themselves in the ruins of a majestic white castle with the same architecture. It was night time, only a half moon illuminated the sky, devoid of stars.

Instead of a sprawling urban city, they were surrounded by a fiery hellscape, with crumbling buildings stretching as far as the eye could see. The flames cast an eerie orange glow, turning the night into a surreal sunset.

"Ahh..." The emperor, seemingly unharmed by Cyan's sword slash, silently cried out.

"Selene..." The emperor suddenly have a desolate look on his eye, as he reached out in front of him drooping his sword. 

"I truly pity you Roland..." The princess said quietly, finally making her first move. 

The princess looked ahead at the emperor, while drawing out the crimson bowie knife that she was carrying. 

After drawing her knife, she then ruthlessly stabbed the crimson knife into her own hand, but the crimson knife did not go through the delicate hand of the princess, but instead, dissolved into the ghastly wound she has inflicted onto her self.

The princess did not wince in pain but silently muttered, "Year 3175, December 10th." After speaking the words, she slowly pull the knife from her hand. What comes out of the ghastly wound was not the crimson knife anymore, and in its place, a crimson long, slender sword similar to Cyan's weapon emerged from the wound, as if part of a magical performance.

Immediately after drawing the crimson sword, the princess rushed towards the defenseless emperor at unimaginable speed with Cyan right behind her. 

The emperor's desolate eye immediately turned from hollow to Lucid, and quickly swinged his giant sword to parry the two assailant. 

What follows was a intricate dance between the 3 people. The emperor is able to hold himself against the two masterful duo while swinging the giant slab of swords around with seemingly no burden. 

The two fighters moved in seamless teamwork: whenever one parried the emperor's giant slab of a sword, the other would immediately thrust their own sword into the open space. However, the emperor was called the divine god of war for a reason. Each time their sword found its mark, a purple barrier appeared just in time to deflect the blow to the side.

The duo had also developed a ruthless and cunning style of teamwork. At times, they deliberately created openings for attacks, only for the other to cover and counter with precision, launching a violent counterstrike just in time.

At times, the duo also seems to completely neglect defense and allow the giant sword to graze them lightly enough to draw blood and immediately follow up with counter blow. 

The emperor was no less cunning. He continuously shifted his center of gravity to an impossibly unpredictable angle, delivering devastatingly heavy blows from seemingly light parries. An awkward slab of metal in his hands moved with the finesse of a slender rapier, thrusting with lightning speed in mere seconds. Additionally, he skillfully disrupted the duo's movements, methodically altering their center of mass to his advantage.

The emperor at this moment seems to be calm, his golden piercing eye however seems to be more unfocused. But his performance in this battle was not hindered in the slightest, if anything, he was feeling more emancipated than ever. 

'masterful swordsmanship from both side, even I would have trouble joining in at my prime' Rio remarked at the sideline. 

Each of the sword blow seems to tremble the surrounding structure, creating shockwaves after shockwave. Before long, the emperor swinged his sword widely, along with his gravity magic, sent the duo away from him. 

"Mythic Class Gravity Magic: Bind !"

Immediately, the duo was enveloped in a purple column of light. A weight of several thousand tons seemed to press down on them, rendering them immobile for a few seconds.

Seeing the situation before him, the emperor's face twisted into a crazed smile.