What the hell just happened?
The same thought flashed through the mind of many Asura and Infernal Ancients.
They knew what happened but they couldn't quite belief it. It was too hard to believe that the most talented God of the Necandril's third generation had been dominated and defeated in a matter of ten seconds.
Even Elya Necandril was a little surprised.
'This young man…he is not yet 120 years old but his combat prowess is comparable to a Divine God. Without the Infernal Devil's fusion, he would have been much weaker but you cannot just ignore them. The Infernal Devils are part of his power as well. But that's not all. The golden scales enhance his physical strength and endurance drastically.
Furthermore, Nial used an ability to freeze Milo's movements for a fraction of a second. His mastery of dark energy is strong and the black miasma deteriorates one's sensation of the surrounding world. Very powerful.'
Elya Necandril's opinion of Nial Orin improved quite a bit after the previous fight.
It was not enough reason to follow Nial into war against the rest of the universe, but it showed quite decently that the Dark Successor was in possession of Damian's powers and abilities, and that he had more to offer than that.
Damian was a master when he it came to dark energy, but that was already it. Nial had Damian's memories, which meant that his control of dark energy was almost as extraordinary as the Darkness God's. Maybe Nial's control was as strong as Damian's, however, there were more factors one had to take into considerations.
After all, the Darkness God focused on dark energy, while the same couldn't be said about Nial. He may be focusing on dark energy as well, but his focus was divided.
Nial was also more interested in other things such as runic armaments, his familiars, and much more.
"If you can handle fighting me for five…no, ten minutes, I'll make sure that the Asura Mecyrs will fight by your side," Elya Necandril proposed at this moment.
The other Asura and Infernal Ancients had been gossiping amongst each other. However, upon hearing what Elya Necandril said they froze in their tracks.
Their whole attention flipped over and their blank stares moved to their Leader.
"Did I mishear something just now?" One of the Asura asked, rubbing his head subconsciously.
"No, I think your hearing is as good as mine…but it doesn't make sense…" Another one added, slapping his friend to make sure that he was awake….though maybe it was the wrong way around to test that out.
"Elya Necandril is interested in this kid's strength? How long has it been since our Leader was interested in someone? He never fights anyone!"
"When Kahn hears about this, he will be shocked to the core! He will probably rush over and both the Asura Leader and this kiddo!" An Infernal Ancient pointed out and the others nodded their head. It was only obvious but the Leader of the Infernal Ancients would want to join the battle.
The Leaders of the Overlord races never competed against each other. However, that was not because they were both uninterested in competing but because Elya Necandril was tired of beating Kahn, the Leader of the Infernal Ancients, into a pulp.
Elya Necandril stopped competing with Kahn after a while. It was not enjoyable anymore.
He even said that he would only fight someone who was either stronger than him, or if he was interested in someone's strength.
The latter seemed to apply in the given case, though Nial was ignorant about it.
"Eat this, rest for half and hour to digest the effect and then we'll fight!" Elya Necandril said, not waiting for Nial's reply. He threw an apple toward him and turned his attention to Milo Necandril.
His grandson might have lost miserably but it was a great lesson. Milo certainly learned a lot as long as he was not stupid enough to believe that the Dark Successor won through sheer luck.
Nial, on the other hand, was not even able to say something. He was just given some apple before he was told that he should fight Elya Necandril. It was not as if Nial had something against that because it was necessary to receive the Asura Leader's support, but it would have been much better to get a little bit stronger before fighting the End Boss of the four Gigalorian Galaxies.
'Fortunately, the only thing I have to do is stalling time,' Nial thought, while reminding himself that Elya Necandril watched his fight against his grandson.
'Is he confident enough to defeat me within ten minutes, or does he want me to show him what I'm capable of? Does he actually want to support me, or is he planning to backstab me?'
Nial was not too sure about the Asura Leader's reasoning.
However, it was certainly advantageous that Elya Nacandril gave him a handicap. He was willing to abuse this handicap to the limit and beyond.
After he visualized the apple and ate it, Nial felt an invigorating feeling spread into every part of his body. The entire energy he had used up earlier was replenished and there was even a surplus.
'Damn, that's good stuff!' He thought, while secretly wondering if Elya was also a merchant.
A large supply of those apples would be extremely useful for the Second Great War. It would allow his troupes to replenish their energy in the shortest time while their enemies would have to suffer from exhaustion.
Unfortunately, Elya Necandril seemed to have sensed what Nial thought.
"I cannot give you more than 10 Apples of Vigoran. We can only procure a hundred every year, and even then most are used to heal our disabled or terminally ill people," He explained calmly.
"Then why did you give me one of them, in the first place?" Nial asked in return, not quite understanding.
"I didn't want to drag it out longer. I want to fight you right now, not tomorrow. Maybe, you wouldn't be interesting to me by tomorrow."
"..."
'That's it?!'
Yep, that was it!