The Adventures of an Overpowered Knight in Another World Chapter 594- A Knight Till The End (2)

Massive cracks split across the floor and walls, while the whole palace quivered violently, overwhelmed by the sheer force from the two champions.

If Giacomo's [Absolute Stillness] technique evoked a lethal masterpiece, Reinhardt's [Holy Blade Arts] soared far beyond such bounds.

It represented a divine realm.

Each of his actions appeared flawlessly integrated into the battle's rhythm. Every retaliation landed precisely when Giacomo's guard slipped open.

To describe it, he was dismantling Giacomo's swordsmanship right from its core, exposing the faint, barely noticeable flaws.

This was a duel, yes, but one where victory was already sealed.

When it came to sheer sword skill and mastery, he couldn't rival Reinhardt.

Realizing this truth at last, Giacomo just managed to parry the blow. Yet the force hurled him skidding back several meters.

His boots gouged deep furrows into the marble tiles until he halted.

Giacomo glanced at the fresh gashes across his body and grinned.

To a keen observer, that grin seemed unusual—like relief washing over him, as though a heavy weight had lifted from his shoulders.

What was happening?

"I see... You have surpassed me."

Giacomo locked eyes straight with Reinhardt.

"I can tell that you are holding back. You had many opportunities in that fight to end me. But since you didn’t, shall I take it as your wish to indulge me? Is it a form of paying respect to a fallen hero perhaps?"

Reinhardt was indeed restraining himself; no true lethal strikes had come yet.

As the other had noted, multiple chances to finish it existed, but he held off to seek answers and honor the hero before the end.

Seeing through this, Giacomo chuckled freely.

"Indeed, with that level of power that even I can’t see through, you are entitled to hold such arrogance. I’m truly glad I met you here. This way, I can fight as a knight and die without regret."

His final words came as a murmur, audible only to himself.

"Since swordsmanship alone won’t work, then let’s raise the stakes. I’m sure you are all warmed up too."

Warm-up? Such immense power, and it was merely their warm-up?

Overhearing from the sidelines, Cecilia felt utter shock.

Ignoring her amazement, the two knights squared off once more.

.

Their clash had shifted in nature.

What was once a clash of raw sword skills now turned into a contest of raw might. Victory would go to whoever boasted superior stats and deeper martial mastery.

Giacomo breathed out deeply, assuming his stance. His form and aura reached utmost perfection.

"Let’s go further."

Suddenly, the surrounding world crawled to a near halt as the knight surged his strength past mortal boundaries.

Giacomo lunged then, unleashing [Absolute Stillness] techniques at incomprehensible velocity.

But it went beyond mere swordplay. Overlaid on that fearsome art were his skills, talents, and decades of battle wisdom.

No longer simple sword moves, what he wielded was pure annihilation forged into form.

Giacomo chained his class skills together, each boosting the next like interlocking cogs in a relentless mechanism.

"[Heroic Cleave]."

His blade ripped the air like a plummeting peak.

"[Skybreaker Thrust]."

Mid-motion, the assault twisted into a stab that could shatter castle barriers.

"[Titan’s Severance]!"

Skills flowed one into the other without flaw.

Every move heightened the ruinous force of his blade work.

A close look at Giacomo's sword revealed thin black trails lingering where it passed through the air.

That mark alone betrayed his overwhelming strength.

His edge wasn't just warping space—it was severing it outright.

The space-cutting sword strike hurtled toward Reinhardt.

To onlookers, it looked utterly inescapable. Yet Reinhardt met it with total ease.

Lifting his Solar Edge, he countered with the Third Light of the [Holy Blade Arts]- [Radiant Cascade].

The sword flowed with seamless elegance.

BOOM...

Upon clash, the palace erupted. Shockwaves ravaged the chamber, pulverizing all in their wake.

From outside, the structure seemed to detonate abruptly. Rubble and clouds of dust soared hundreds of meters skyward, then showered the city.

That blast's shockwave demolished everything in reach. Still, it failed to halt the duelists.

Giacomo drove onward without pause. His sword gleamed anew.

"[Heavenfall Execution]!"

A devastating downward slash with the force to split a mountain apart.

"[Exalted Strike]."

Reinhardt responded in kind, unleashing his signature technique.

He restrained his power precisely to avoid slaying the knight instantly.

Exalted Strike-

The collision of their strikes birthed a towering beam of light that ravaged all in its path.

Structures crumbled, the earth warped. Such immense force from the clashes rendered the nearby landscape unable to endure.

In mere moments, the royal palace of Lunaris and its environs vanished entirely.

Nothing but dusty wreckage and shattered remnants of a former glorious realm lingered.

Right there in the center stood the two knights.

Their battle raged on amid the exposed debris, with strikes unleashing havoc upon the nearby urban sprawl.

Every sword collision unleashed shockwaves that leveled avenues.

Edifices crumbled like fragile sand sculptures, while vast quarters of the capital turned to debris as lingering tremors ripped through the nest-infested metropolis.

In a twist of fate, this devastation eradicated hordes of lesser and mid-ranking demons birthed by the nest, inflicting lasting harm upon the nest proper.

Echoes of its agonized wails reverberated throughout the city.

Enraged, the Abyss Nest struck back with writhing tendrils of flesh alongside hordes of flesh demons and colossal giants.

Myriads upon myriads encircled them.

However, against these two champions locked in earnest combat, the foes amounted to mere bystanders. Obliterated by the errant blasts from the duo unleashing their utmost might.

Nevertheless, amid the devastation and rubble, a single soul endured unscathed.

That soul belonged to Cecilia herself.

Right then, she stood upon the palace's ruins, staring blankly at the knights' fierce duel.

Though filth coated her, not one injury marred her body—a feat deemed impossible amid the total annihilation surrounding her.

Only she and the patch of earth beneath her feet stayed somewhat secure.

The cause hovered overhead: the halo bestowed by Reinhardt.

Previously, as the palace fell, she felt death inevitable. Being nearest the fray, the shockwaves struck her first, of course.

Yet in the instant the blast arrived, the halo ignited with soothing glow, wrapping her in a radiant golden shield.

Debris and ruinous forces failed to graze her at all upon impact.

The safeguarding glow devoured every threat.

This demonstrated the absurd strength of its defenses.

Even under the crushing aura from the two knights, the shield held firm without falter.

"What... is this thing?"

Before, the knights' display had stunned her too much, filling her with fear of entanglement in their clash.

But now, astonishingly surviving, she began observing clearly. Especially her own predicament and the halo above.

"Could it be an artifact from ancient times?"

The halo above appeared soft and innocuous. Yet reality stood diametrically opposed to such notions.

Cecilia remained unaware that this halo ranked among the trio of treasures he obtained from Dioanax.

Being one of those three gifts, how could it possibly be commonplace?

Consider the other pair for proof.

Divine Sword Solar Edge, a sword rumored to stem from a nascent star's very heart.

Its alloy embodied the intense blaze of cosmic flames, crafted and molded by the God of Light personally.

The second treasure was Celestial Vanguard.

Crafted from the universe's scarcest divine alloy, this armor was designed for virtual invulnerability.