The Genius Mage Was Reincarnated Into A Swordsman Family-Chapter 124 A Sword and the Domain (3)

The suffocating silence after Caidon's sword domain fully materialized was deafening. The ground was barren and jagged, the sky a swirling mass of shifting darkness. It felt alive, pressing against Klaus with an oppressive, tangible weight. Each breath felt heavier, as if the air itself was unwilling to cooperate.

But Klaus stood unmoving, his sword held loosely at his side. His sharp blue eyes cut through the desolation, taking in every detail of the domain. The swirling shadows, the shifting terrain, the faint hum of energy in the air—every element of this world was Caidon's will made manifest.

This wasn't just a fight anymore; it was a game of control.

Caidon circled Klaus, his steps measured and deliberate, the jagged stones crunching beneath his boots. "You're quiet, boy. Is the weight of my domain finally settling on you?"

Klaus tilted his head slightly, his expression calm. "It's a clever trick, I'll give you that. But I've seen better."

Caidon's lips curled into a snarl. "Arrogant to the very end." He tightened his grip on his sword, the shadows around him pulsing in response. "Let's see how long that confidence lasts."

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Caidon lunged, his blade a streak of black steel, enhanced by the oppressive energy of the domain. The ground beneath him cracked as he moved, the force of his attack tearing through the air with a deafening roar.

Klaus reacted instantly, his sword rising to meet Caidon's strike. The clash sent a shockwave rippling through the domain, the jagged ground fracturing further under the weight of their power. Klaus absorbed the force, shifting his stance to deflect the momentum, and spun to counterattack.

His sword arced toward Caidon's midsection, but the rogue swordsman moved with unnatural agility, his form blurring as he sidestepped the strike. The shadows around him lashed out like whips, forcing Klaus to leap back.

Caidon smirked. "This is my world, young Lionhart. Every inch of it bends to my will. You'll find no sanctuary here."

Klaus didn't respond. Instead, he darted forward, his sword flashing in a flurry of strikes. Each movement was precise, calculated, aimed to test the boundaries of Caidon's control. Sparks flew as their swords collided again and again, the sharp metallic clangs echoing through the desolate space.

Caidon's domain amplified his speed and power, but Klaus had already begun to adapt. He moved like water, flowing around Caidon's attacks, his sword a blur of controlled aggression.

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As the fight raged on, Klaus began to notice subtle flaws in Caidon's control. The shadows that moved to defend him were not as fast or precise as they should have been. The jagged stones of the ground shifted irregularly, their movements unpredictable but inconsistent.

"You're losing your grip," Klaus said, his voice calm and cutting.

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Caidon's eyes flared with anger. "Shut your mouth!"

He thrust his blade forward, and the shadows surged around it, forming a massive wave of darkness that rushed toward Klaus. It was an overwhelming, suffocating attack, designed to consume everything in its path.

Klaus didn't flinch. Instead, he dashed straight toward the oncoming wave, his movements impossibly fast. His sword flashed, cutting through the shadows with brutal efficiency. The dark energy dissipated around him, unable to hold its form under the force of his precision.

Caidon's frustration grew as Klaus closed the distance between them, his strikes relentless. The rogue swordsman barely managed to block a downward slash, the impact sending him skidding back across the fractured ground.

"You talk too much," Klaus said, his tone icy.

Caidon roared in frustration, his anger boiling over. The domain responded to his rage, the shadows around him becoming more erratic and violent. The ground shook as spikes of blackened stone erupted from below, forcing Klaus to constantly stay on the move.

"You think you're better than me?" Caidon spat, his voice raw. "You're nothing but a spoiled brat playing at being a warrior!"

Klaus sidestepped a spike, his movements fluid and precise. "And you're a desperate man clinging to power you don't fully understand."

The barb hit its mark. Caidon charged again, his strikes fueled by fury. But anger made him sloppy. Klaus exploited every opening, his sword darting in and out with surgical precision. He didn't just block and counter—he dismantled Caidon's technique, piece by piece.

The fight was no longer even. Klaus was in complete control, his movements deliberate and unrelenting. Caidon's attacks grew wilder, his frustration mounting with each failed strike.

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The domain itself began to waver, the oppressive energy faltering under the strain of Caidon's desperation. The once-solid shadows became fragmented, their movements disjointed and sluggish.

"You're reaching your limit," Klaus said, his voice cold and unyielding. "Your domain can't hold against me."

Caidon's breathing was ragged, his chest heaving as he struggled to maintain his composure. "I'm not… done yet," he growled.

Summoning every ounce of his strength, Caidon raised his blade high, the shadows around him coalescing into a massive, pulsing sphere of energy. The ground trembled violently as the sphere grew, its dark light casting long, jagged shadows across the battlefield.

"This is the end, insolent brat!" Caidon roared, his voice echoing through the crumbling domain.

Klaus didn't move. His gaze remained fixed on Caidon, his expression unreadable. Then, with a sudden burst of speed, he closed the distance between them.

Caidon swung the massive sphere of energy downward, aiming to obliterate Klaus in a single, devastating strike. But Klaus was already inside his guard.

With a single, precise movement, Klaus drove his blade forward, piercing through Caidon's shoulder. The rogue swordsman cried out in pain, his grip on his weapon faltering. The massive sphere of energy collapsed, dissipating into harmless wisps of shadow.

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Caidon fell to his knees, clutching his shoulder as blood seeped through his fingers. The domain around them began to crumble, the oppressive energy dissipating as the illusion faded.

Klaus stood over him, his sword steady and unyielding. The dark aura around him flared briefly before fading, leaving only the cold, sharp presence of his gaze.

"You were strong," Klaus said, his tone devoid of malice. "But not strong enough."

As the domain shattered completely, the audience outside was met with the sight of the two swordsmen in the middle of the huge ballroom. Caidon, bloodied and broken, knelt in defeat, while Klaus stood victorious, his expression as cold and unreadable as ever.

The crowd erupted into whispers, their shock and awe palpable.

"What just happened?"

"Did he break the domain?"

"No… he dominated it."

Klaus ignored the murmurs, his focus solely on his opponent. "Yield," he said simply, his voice cutting through the chaos.

Caidon looked up at him, his eyes filled with a mix of anger and grudging respect. He let his sword fall to the ground, the sound of steel against stone echoing in the silent ballroom.

The fight was over, but the storm it had stirred within the hearts of those watching was only beginning.