He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.
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His Sword and himself starts radiating Blue.
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His star energy starts rising higher and higher
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In synchronisation as he opens his eyes he says
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OUMUAMUA SWORD FORM. ONE
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Proximate Cosmos
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El-Mond Glitches out of site for a second.
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A strong wind like a category three hurricane
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Passes over the now Battle field Mountain Ranges
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The dust clearing up reveals.
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Nine million enemy warriors which were purring out of the space rift that had appeared in the Fu-wuyuan Mountain Range.
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Laid dead
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His companions who were now coming from behind him, frozen in shock after witnessing what just happened
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or
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What did not happened?, some of them think to themselves because. it looked El-Mond didn't even move.
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This is what happened.
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When El-Mond used his skill.
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Ninety-nine Mirages of himself instantly appeared
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Each one of them travelling at the speed of. zero zero zero zero zero zero zero zero zero point One Nanosecond.
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They were killed soo fast that they did not notice it They did not notice it because their atoms did not notice it
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Their atoms did not notice it because
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El-Mond cut through it faster than it could react
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To be continued