Power at this level was very difficult to be described or understood by a mortal mind, the power of these fifty million blades caused reality itself to crack and for a brief moment, the darkness of the Underverse was revealed.

The light from this attack shone inside it, banishing the darkness and killing millions of the denizens of this dark place, and then the attack reached its target.

There was silence as what resembled a green sun swallowed the body of the girl alongside the flaming eye behind her and for an instant, it was almost as if she was dead. Even a Rank 9 Mage would have problems handling a blow like this.

Andar right hand had been in a pushing motion, as if he was physically hurling the Wind blades, swiping to the left with a harsh movement, the Wind blades did not vanish, but instead, they began to rotate.

The space near the edges of this maelstrom was torn to pieces, and it was difficult to imagine the sort of destructive forces happening in the center of this maelstrom as Andar had pushed all the energy towards the center where the girl was.

He squeezed his fist and the maelstrom compressed itself and the speed increased. Over the calamitous noise from the area, as space was repeatedly torn to pieces, it was possible to hear the screams from the girl.

These were not screams of pleasure as she toyed with Andar before, now they were filled with pain and panic. Andar did not care how absurd her physique was, she was still a Rank 3 Mage, and her pseudo-immortality could only go so far.

He wanted to look up to ask for a sign from the Arch mages that had gone still and were spectating this battle because he knew they would not allow him to kill this girl, she was far too valuable and powerful for them to allow her death.

But then there was a loud thumping sound, and the swirling maelstrom began to expand, pushing against the compression, before he could adjust to this change, it abruptly shrank and vanished, leaving a battered figure floating alone in space.

The body of the girl was revealed, and she had been seriously injured, calling her a body was an overstatement for she had lost the majority of her skin, and except for her left arm, the rest of her limbs had been destroyed.

Her face had been destroyed entirely and she was blind, leaving two gaping holes in her bleached skull. She resembled a body that had been left to the elements for years.

It was possible to see her heart beating through her rib cage, it was erratic, as if at any moment it might just fail. It was very possible that if she did not heal herself quickly, she would perish.

Andar was correct, although her talents were as ridiculous as his own, her level was still too low and she could still be destroyed, he just needed enough power.

Her skinless face was a thing of horror, but she laughed aloud, bringing out her tongue to lick her bloody teeth. She could no longer heal, her body had been taken to the limits until it had broken.

"Without my physique, I would be dead a million times over, and to think I had thought your title was a mistake."

There was a crack beside her and a cracked diamond appeared for a moment before collapsing to dust.

She sighed in relief, her death had been shifted to that treasure and she would now be able to heal,

"I apologize for that oversight, but I cannot allow you to win. I wished we could have fought this battle when we are both Rank 9 Mages, but I had no choice. It's my turn don't die quickly Andar, it would sadden me."

From the gaping hole in her skull, two new eyeballs were created but it appeared yellow and sickly. Without healing soon, she would fall into a coma or worse.

She opened the palm of the only hand she had, two of her fingers were gone. A small flaming red eye appeared over her palm, it was vibrating as if it was at the edge of destruction.

Even though she appeared to be on the edge of death, the power from the small red eye hovering on her palms was so vast and potent, it was as if she was holding a sun in her hand.

The space around her collapsed entirely leaving a darkness that stretched for hundreds of feet.

"I have never collected power like this before, at least not from a Mage," she whispered, and bringing her palm to her face, she blew a faint breeze from between the opening of her teeth which shot the flaming eye towards Andar as if it was a laser beam.

A red line was torn in the air as the flaming eye broke past the speed of light and slammed into Andar. The attack crossed the distance between them almost instantaneously, but his defenses came up just as fast!

Gray Will made Andar into a cold machine that saw the world in shades of causes and probabilities, ones and zeros.

The moment the girl survived his attack, he had already begun defending himself, knowing that he had already won the battle, even though he had unleashed so much power, he had not reached his limits, what he needed to do was already calculated, every single move analyzed to know what came next and this battle was going along his projections.

He would defend against this attack, and his next move would end the battle. He released the cape that had been streaming behind him and the wind carried it far up into the sky.

Andar clapped his hands together and the fifty million Wind blades retracted and covered his body in a diamond-like shell as he stacked them to fit so tightly that even light would not penetrate through.

The beam of red light slammed into his shield, pushing it back for thousands of feet as multiple shockwaves radiated from the contact point.

Andar's body was still safely protected inside the shell of wind but it was nearly completely petrified, yet his motions were still calm as he analyzed the attack of the girl.

The attack was not only carrying an impossible amount of force and heat, but also a devouring property that was feeding on his Wind blades and Aether, as this devouring continued, the beam of light was growing stronger accelerating the destruction of his shield.

He now understood how the girl had survived his first attack, the Supreme Meditation Art she was practicing most likely had the properties of devouring.

Understanding this, he knew he would lose this fight if it came to a battle of attrition, it did not matter how much Aether he could produce when it would only be strengthening her, although he was aware she should have a limit, and he doubted if she would be able to consume all the energy he had inside him, although he was not going to find out, yet winning this fight like this was not the way to go.

If he was right, then he needed not just to win, but he needed to send a message. He had a few seconds left before the petrification from using Gray Will killed him or the energy beam turned him to dust. From his calculations, it would be a close call but the beam would destroy his body before he turned to stone.

Andar's barrier had been reduced by a third and he was pushed back for well over ten thousand feet, the destruction of his shield was becoming faster as the beam of light increased in power, it contained not just the energy of the first attack he launched, but also all the energy from the body of the girl.

The light from this clash was so bright it could be seen from millions of miles away.

Andar braced himself as he could now see cracks being created around his shields. His jacket waved to the side, exposing a bit of his neck, where a small section of his body was missing. The edges were smooth as if a portion of his body had been carved out years ago and healed without the flesh returning, leaving a smooth circular hole inside his neck.