Chapter 1468 You failed. 1468 You failed. Dagahra was surrounded. The Vampire's Mist ability was truly broken. No, in theory, no Vampire would ever dare to do something like that. After all, as a Progenitor, Dagahra's Mana control was countless times better than any other opponent Nux had ever faced. The Vampire's Mist ability's weakness was Mana, once the Vampire, in his Mist form, is captured using Mana, the battle was over. If a Vampire is captured in his Mist form, he would not have the physical strength to resist and break through the Mana binding him, it wouldn't be wrong to say that a Vampire caught in his Mist ability is completely at his opponent's mercy, even being captured and trapped inside an artifact for eternity was also possible. This was also the reason Vampires were extremely cautious whenever they used the Misting ability. Especially against an opponent who had stronger control over their Mana. But for Dagahra... That option wasn't possible. The White Mist that surrounded him wasn't Nux, it was his clones. Even if he does capture a clone, the bastard simply stops supplying energy to the clone, deactivating it and forming another clone to replace him. The Vampire's biggest weakness was negated that easily. What's worse? It wasn't just the Vampire ability that Dagahra had to face. With Nux constantly assaulting him using Vampire ability, the Devouring Mist continued to dull his senses even further, another, formless black form attacking him as well. It was the Shadow Demon's ability. There was also Elven binding Magic that was constantly trying to bind him, if he doesn't dodge that magic time and time again and gets captured, the battle was over because even Dagahra knew that with his cultivation suppressed at Divine Stage, getting out of that Magic won't be simple. The Magic was that strong. It wasn't just that, there were also a few clones that were using a Catkin's ability to turn completely invisible and appearing time and time again, attacking his vital points. How did a mere Semi Saint have enough energy to control so many clones with such clear precision? That was because 4 clones, who were placed far away from the battlefield, cultivating. Yes, the bastard was gathering Mana, converting it to Essence and then supplying everything to its main body in order to create more and more clones, never running out of energy. Everything was done so cleanly that Dagahra couldn't even turn into his Dragon Form, his mind was too busy trying to dodge the attacks that might actually harm him, making him lose the battle. Yes, the Dragon Progenitor was actually worried about losing. He, the arrogant dragon, could see his own defeat and that thought frightened him. How could he not? He didn't just have to face specific types of clones that could only use one power, that would have made predicting the incoming attacks easier, However, What he had to worry about was... The Shadow attacking him suddenly turning into an assassin that could disappear. The invisible assassin using the strength of a Dragon. The Mist that surrounded him suddenly using the ability of Shadow Demons to assault him. Yes, all the clones he faced could use the abilities of all these bloodlines together to constantly harass him, making things countless times more difficult. He was facing a perfect hybrid that had learned all his skills to absolute perfection, even going as far as mixing all these abilities to form countless assaults that even the strongest warriors couldn't help but be helpless against. That... was the kind of opponent he was facing. "AAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!" Unable to take this any longer, Dagahra shouted in frustration. He didn't wish to use this, he wanted to have a fair battle, however, now that it had come to this, he was left with no choice. He had to admit, Nux was strong. The child was indeed much stronger than what he had expected. He had the right to be arrogant, this level of strength isn't something one could attain just through raw talent alone. Dagahra could see it. The sheer amount of effort this boy had put into his abilities, with just one battle, he could understand it all. Somewhere in his heart, Dagahra began to respect Nux. He started seeing him in a positive light. In his own, somewhat foolish way, he started to understand why Faustina went so far trying to protect him. Honestly, Dagahra wouldn't be surprised if even he stood against Azriel, trying to protect this child in the future. After all, as a Dragon, he only recognized the strong. And Nux... This child was indeed strong. Ridiculously so. However, this was a battle he still didn't want to lose. It was Nux who said he wanted to fight with a Divine Stage Dagahra. 'If I lose, I will consider it to be the price of my arrogance.' Those were the words he said himself, so he had to lose. Dagahra closed his eyes, making up his mind to play this dirty trick. BOOOOOM The Aura of his Law of Self burst out. Clones he couldn't catch, sense, understand, and defeat? It didn't matter. As a Divine Stage Cultivator, he had the power to negate anyone below a Divine Stage Cultivator just by using his Aura alone. With just one thought, all the clones attacking him, mist or not, would come to a halt and this battle would end. 'He could have proven himself even if he fought me with me suppressing my cultivation to Semi Saint or Saint stage.' Dagahra muttered inwardly. Even he didn't like what he was doing. It was a cheap trick, a trick that was shameful to use, however... It was the consequence of Nux's own decision. Rather than letting his emotions get the better of him, he should have thought things through more carefully. With Dagahra's aura bursting out, everything came to pause, all of Nux's clones stood still. Dagahra looked around, trying to find his real body, but suddenly, he noticed something that made him frown. Nux's clones were all looking at him. And... They were smiling... "Was this your last card?" Suddenly, one of the clones questioned. "It is shameful bu-" Dagahra wanted to reply, soon however, he realized something. He didn't allow anyone to move... neither did he allow any of the clones to be able to speak... Then how did... "Well, you failed." The clone shrugged. Then, with a wave of his hand, Dagahra's Aura was cancelled. 'WHAT!?' The Dragon Progenitor widened his eyes in shock.