Quash didn’t have to wait for long. His match started and he was pulled into the arena. Moments later, Quash was greeted with the same sight if endless white titles stretching to the horizon.

He looked at his opponent and it was a mage. He was a Dark mage. Not the illegal once who does sacrifices and stuff, but the legal one who practiced magic related to darkness.

He wore typical dark mage attire, a long black robe. He had dark circles under his eyes. Probably hadn’t slept properly in days.

Quash had seen him fight few times, and boy was he impressed. Although his physical stats maybe low, his fire power, casting speed and tactical awareness made up for the gap. A true glass canon.

With a ting, the match started but both of them didn’t move. The dark mage seemed to be murmuring something under his breath while biting on his nails. He looked distressed. He would looks at Quash then back at the ground again.

The reason Quash didn’t move was because he would adapt his fighting strategy according to the move his opponent started with.

A few moments later, the dark mage seem like he gave up on thinking and pulled out a vail containing purple liquid.

’!!!’

Quash was instantly alarmed. He knew what that poti9n was.

It was Demonification Potion. He didn’t know what type but it was most probably enhanced physical strength by mutating the body for a short amount of time.

The dark mage opened the vail and chugged ut down. And the next moment, his body started to glow purple and convulsed. His body started to mutate rapidly. His skin was turning purple and his bulged vains where already deep purple. His sclera dark and iris purple.

His body was growing rapidly like hulk.

Quash didn’t waste time and took out a long chain form his Spatial Ring.

He enhanced his legs with Aura and shot forward with explosive speed. The chain dangled beside him, it was 10 meter long. Quash traversed 90 meters then hard stopped in his track. He didn’t skid one bit because he was usuing Aura to stick himself to the ground.

He swang the chain in a arch before shining reverse. The tip of the chain whipped the jaw of the still transforming dark mage, shattering once while other side barely clung to the skin.

*ROOOAARR ~~!!*

The dark mage raored in pain, having lost the vocals to speak, so he could only roar. Quash didn’t give him any chance to recover and zoomed forward. The dark mage was regenerating at a rapid pace, its transformation halting for a moment.

Quash hard stopped on the left side of the dark mage, where he couldn’t see because of his damaged sight from the previous attack. He did a leg sweep, making the giant dark mage trip. He instinctively used his hand to cushion his fall.

And without wasting any time, Quash took advantage of that, he got behind the dark mage, wrapped the chain around his neck and pulled with all his might while putting his legs on the giants shoulders for support.

The giant hurriedly tried to unchained his neck but it has already dug deep because of Quash’s pull. Quash enhanced his whole body to pull but the head still wasn’t coming off. The Enhancement by the Demonification Potion was that power full. The dark mages body was very illastic and was constantly regenerating, making it harder for Quash.

Quash over charged his body and with one last push, the head was torn out from the shoulders with a snap. His trachea and esophagus coming out with it, black blood sprouting out like a fountain and Instantly smeared on Quash.

Quash lost his balance for a moment because the head suddenly snapped. He didn’t try to stop but instead did a flip with a light push on the giants shoulders. He landed on the ground with the head still connected to the body. Even though the head was severed, the body still moved. Until the head was destroyed, the body will try to reconnect.

Quash had tried to hamper the transformation because of that but it seemed like he was a tad bit too slow. The Demonification was complete, countless small tenderloins were coming out of the body to connect with the head.

Seeing that, Quash kicked the giant in the Lower back and sent it flying.

*BAM!*

Its lungs and intestine coming out as it went. The head was constantly clattering its teeth as Quash held it by its trachea and esophagus.

The giants body skidded a few times but it regained balance and started running towards Quash. Quash grabbed a fast full of heads hari then snapped the trachea and esophagus from the head. Then he jumped backwards few time before slamming the head into the ground. It exploded like a water melon. Blood and brain fragments splattered out and splashed on Quash.

To make sure the head was crushed, he sorted to repeatedly punch it and he didn’t even hear the announcement. He only stopped when he was pulled out.

Quash looked around while breathing heavily. Everyone was looking at him in shock. They were for sure that Quash would lose when the Demonification started. Even Quash himself was sure that he would lose. But because his quick thinking, he managed to severe the head before the transformation was fully complete.

If he hadn’t managed that, then Quash could only run around the arena like a rat because for the next 5 minutes, the dark mage would become virtually unkilllable.

Only by destroy the head can someone like that be killed. No one raised a question on the uses of such Potion because here, everything exapt killing and rape was allowed. People don’t die inside a training arena so there, one can used whatever they want to win.

Silence stretched through the Battle Hall. The battle was not only brutal but also fast. All of that happened within 7 seconds. The time spoke volume of the Demonification Potion and the one who managed to take advantage of the mutation in such a short amount of time.

They looked at Quash in a new light but he didn’t care, he just tried to calm his racing heart. He felt like his heart was about to burst from tension.

That was a close call.

Demonification Potion could transform someone within 5 seconds. If he had been even a bit more late, he wouldn’t have been able to rip the head off.

He couldn’t help but thank his tactical thinking. While he fought throughout the night, he realised he had a limited amount advantage. Just fist or Bazooka won’t cut it. So he bought a 10 meter long chain. It was a Common Grade chain that could handle Aura somewhat. He had contacted Gagon to help him chose the best one within that grade. And even then, it cost around 5 Million Geanod.

That’s why he can’t help but curse his grandfather every now and then.

"Sigh~ whatever."

Quash got up and started walking towards the exit. He had calmed down now. The Battle Hall had turned to normal once again. The earlier shock was gone. Now everyone focused on themselves instead of worrying about him.