Chapter 163 A display of truly powerful magic?
(POV: Akashic Records)
Valeriazar laughed as he spread his arms wide.
"Oh, how I look forward to enjoying the taste of your flesh. I'll make sure to relish every bit of you, piece by piece."
"Is that so."
rlin materialized before Valeriazar in a blinding flash, catching the dragon eater off guard.
"This bastard?s fast..."
Valeriazar swiftly retaliated, launching a punch aid for rlin's face, but before the blow could connect, rlin responded in kind, his fist colliding with Valeriazar's face with incredible precision.
rlin followed up with a roundhouse kick, swiftly followed by a punch from his left hand, and then another from his right. The blows kept coming, with two more strikes from his left, three more from his right, all expertly aid at Valeriazar's sternum.
But rlin didn't stop there.
He unleashed a flurry of punches, assaulting Valeriazar's throat, neck, abdon, and chest, with one particularly powerful strike landing across Valeriazar's jaw, nearly robbing him of consciousness.
To wrap it up, rlin delivered the final blow - a palm strike straight to the chest, propelling Valeriazar to roll on the ground and crash into a pile of skulls.
"Well that was a ss," rlin's fists beca drenched in the crimson spray of Valeriazar's blood.
Wiping the blood off his fists, rlin casually tucked his hands into his pockets.
Slowly, Valeriazar's wound regenerated.
rlin sighed, face-palming. "Figures you'd do that."
"He fights like a seasoned brawler," Garret said.
Genevieve raised an eyebrow. "Shouldn't he be a mage?"
With a tightened grip on his sword's hilt, Garret gritted his teeth.
He'd never felt this useless before.
"This man, who is he... really...?" Fanatio's eyes narrowed.
Ress quietly watched. Just with the advanced hand combat style of rlin, he knew this man was on another plane of existence.
The Uncontested One.
A man who hath never tasted the frustration of defeat. Victory was second nature to him.
rlin extended his index finger towards Valeriazar.
In a tone that dripped with confident superiority, he taunted, "There's more power in this tip of my finger than in the entirety of the dragon race... so don't think being a dragon eater ans shit to ."
A tiny flicker of light sparked at the tip of his finger, gradually growing into a small yet powerful orb of radiant energy.
Valeriazar's nearly healed wound pulsed with renewed vitality.
"You're confidence is getting on my nerves!" Valeriazar clenched his fists.
With a fierce roar, he lunged towards the sorcerer, intent on tearing him apart.
But before Valeriazar could reach him, rlin's voice rang out, cutting through the chaos.
It was a voice filled with an eerie calmness, as if offering a final courtesy to his vanquished foe.
"Let show you... the extent of powerful magic..."
And then...
"Light Magic: Erase."
In an instant, a blinding white light engulfed the entire room, save for rlin's companions.
Valeriazar found himself overwheld by the brightness, his monstrous form reduced to nothing but ashes in the brilliance of rlin's spell. As his existence faded away, he accepted the truth that lay before him.
Gasping his final words, he whispered, "This man... rlin... he's never tasted the true thrill of battle. Truly, an uncontested force..."
The light subsided.
Ress, wide-eyed and bewildered, exclaid, "What in the hell just happened?"
They couldn't accept the reality of Valeriazar's erasure.
But before anyone could respond, rlin's solemn expression gave way to a triumphant grin.
Turning towards his companions, he raised his hand in a thumbs-up gesture, "We did it! Hahahah!"
Genevieve's heart pounded heavily.
"H-how... how did you do that?" she asked, her eyes wide with shock.
rlin scratched his head in a vague feigned innocence, "Huh? Do what?"
Fanatio, not one to entertain gas, stepped forward.
"No gas, rlin. That light magic you just used, completely atomizing your opponent... that was nothing less than rank S magic."
rlin gazed up at the dungeon ceiling, as if peering into the infinity of the sky, and replied, "Ah, would you look at the ti."
Garrett's frustration reached its peak and he shouted, "Stop playing gas with us! Tell us, who are you?!"
rlin turned his attention back to his companions, a gentle smile on his face. "I'm rlin of course, I already said that before..."
"Honestly, this guy..." Ress face-pald.
"Oops, I should really be at the Royal Capital." rlin looked at his wrist like it was a wristwatch.
The gesture made no sense to them since wristwatches weren't a thing yet.
Without warning, rlin extended his hand.
[Spatial Magic]
A portal materialized before them, a gateway to another place. He turned to step into it, but before he could, Fanatio, her grip firm, grabbed him by the wrist.
"So you're just going to leave?" Frustration was evident in her voice.
rlin raised an eyebrow. "Eh... Yes?"
Fanatio raised her gaze to et rlin's eyes. "Who are you?" she asked.
rlin wore a smile plagued by sorrow, "I am but a depraved pervert, my dear Fanatio. Not soone worth knowing." He paused for a mont, his gaze shifting as if lost in mories, before continuing with a gentle smile. "However, I am glad I had the chance to see you again."
As he placed a hand on Fanatio's cheek, her composure remained unwavering, her eyes fixed on his. "Again?"
rlin shook his head. "Nevermind," he said softly, gently removing Fanatio's hand from his wrist.
"I'll miss you, Artoria.." he whispered to himself.
Without another word, he turned and walked into the sparkling portal, disappearing from their sight.
Fanatio stood there for a mont, her mind filled with questions.
"( He's a weirdo I'll give you that... )"
Lost in her thoughts, she barely registered the gentle touch of Genevieve's hand on her shoulder.
"Fanatio, are you alright?" Genevieve asked, concerned.
Fanatio, snapping back to reality, nodded slowly. "Yes... I'm fine," she replied.
Garret chid in, "I'm guessing it's ti we head out of this dungeon."
Ress stretched his tired limbs, "Damn sha we won't be getting paid for this."
Fanatio shook her head and firmly stated, "It's better this way."
"Why's that?" Ress asked.
Genevieve smiled knowingly, "We didn't work for it."
"Huh?" said Ress, scratching his bald head.
Fanatio folded her hands. "Are you dumb?" she sighed, exasperation ringing in her tone. "rlin did most of the carrying. It wouldn't be fair for us to take the credit and reward."
"Besides," Garret shrugged. "It's not like we have any parts of Valeriazar to show as proof."
Genevieve nodded in agreent.
"Sure," said Ress with reluctance.
Then, Genevieve sighed. "It's just a sha that I'll have to find a new magic sword," she lanted.
"And preferably one that's more durable," Fanatio smiled.
The group laughed.
Despite lingering questions, Genevieve had to accept the reality that Valtara's heart had been deliberately concealed by the kings of the Shield and Cross kingdom. Fanatio, who had believed she was close to uncovering the mystery of Skum, found herself once again distant from the answer. Nevertheless, she chose to keep this information hidden, justifying her decision as a mber of the Pendragon family, bound by the obligation to withhold dragon-related knowledge from outsiders. With each step, this group inched closer to diverging truths that could ultimately lead to a profound revelation.
--- Status ---
Na: rlin Shivaheld
Race: Highest tier Divine Human
Age: Biologically 25 | Chronologically 1,000
Class: Mage Emperor
Physical Strength: 11,100/11,100
MP: 560,000/560,000
Magic Arts: Inapplicable
Magic Skills:
Integral Skill: [Appraisal] (SSS ), [Enhanced Senses] (SSS ), [Enhanced Vitality] (SSS ), [Enhanced Stamina] (SSS ), [Enhanced Endurance] (SSS ), [Magic Detect] (SSS ), [Parallel Thought] (SSS ), [ntal Acceleration] (SSS )
Additional Skill: [Boundless Regeneration] (SSS ), [Infirmity Nullification] (SSS )
Unique Skill: 『Monarch's Will』
Apex Skill: 『Magic God: Arcanus』
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