Ashley
The only runes Blake was able to teach when we were young were the more basic ones. Seeing as he was so young at the ti himself. But he taught enough to know how to create a mist out of dispersal runes, infusion runes, and enhancent runes. Infusion runes to infuse destruction mana into the air, dispersal to disperse it all over the place, and enhancent runes to empower the mana-infused air.
So I do all of that, spreading the mist around and imdiately damaging absolutely everything left in this barren wasteland. Except for the ground, since I don't know where Blake is hiding down there.
After that I begin making one spell after another form all around the King of Destruction blasting various different types of magic at him.
Bolts of lightning, blasts of water, spears of ice, waves of flas, and even splashes of poison.
But I find myself stiffening up a little when none of them do even so much as a scratch to the King of Destruction. Following which the king himself simply lets out a loud road along with a shockwave made of destruction mana that blasts away all of the attacks that hadn't hit him yet.
My scowl keeps its place on my face as I stare at the king, just looking around his badly damaged body to see if there's any damage from any of the types of magic I used. Even a single one. Just one weakness.
And right when I'm about to give up attacking with my spells, my eyes zero in on a single spear of destruction mana that causes so very minor scratches into the open wounds of the king.
Destruction magic is the King of Destruction's only weakness? Or are my other mana manipulation skills just too weak for those affinities of magic to harm him?
Either way, destruction magic is the way to go with this bastard.
So I imdiately stop using any of the other types of magic I have to focus solely on destruction magic and my own skills. But before I do that, I down a Chaos Energy potion of my own making to restore five units of Chaos Energy. Since the king's gaze is still decreasing my energy supply. Even with the king's gaze being blocked a bit by the mist I'm spreading around.
I take in a deep breath before beginning to activate my first skill.
Only for the king to let out a loud roar as waves of black, gray, and crimson ash rush out of the king's mouth in the form of an enormous pyroclastic wave. One that spreads out and then envelopes the air all around it while pushing back against my mist.
All the way until it eventually reaches and shatters its way straight through half a dozen barriers of destruction mana that I set up. Not to ntion nurous other defensive skills.
Even Cocoon of Destruction.
I flap my wings using my new skill, Terran Wings of Destruction, to coat my wings in destruction mana, sending backwards as quickly as I can. But the pyroclastic flow suddenly begins to move differently, condensing down into a single spear that rushes towards my chest and pierces straight through my heart.
Then the flow just freezes, and I continue moving backwards. Following which it begins to dissipate. As if the attack had lost its strength at last.
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It's too late though. The hole directly through the center of my chest – through my heart – proves that much.
Until the hole begins to heal over at a slow pace, and I rember one of the new skills I got.
{Amorphous Body – Makes the user's body amorphous so that the user doesn't need any particular organ to survive so long as 50% of their body is in stable condition.}
I feel the corner of my lip twitching up a tiny bit, but I quickly focus on grabbing a healing potion and downing it to heal the rest of my wound. Because while I won't die from losing my heart now, it still isn't pleasant nor is it easy to move like this.
After drinking the healing potion with so difficulty, the healing of the hole going straight through my chest to the other side out my back imdiately begins to hasten at a visible pace. anwhile the remaining pyroclastic flow in the air continues to dissipate until the King of Destruction is finally visible again. Without any of my destruction mana mist in the air anymore.
I find myself panting in exhaustion as more System ssages go through about the King of Destruction's gaze. But the sight of my own status sends a faint wave of despair through when I see my mana nearly empty already. A wave that I crush imdiately.
Fucking hell.
I quickly down the potions Blake made. But he didn't have ti to make all that many mana potions thanks to the king's fit that destroyed the central region, so at this point I'm down to just half a dozen or so mana potions left. Each of which restores five units of mana.
Not even enough to fill my mana pool once.
I grit my teeth after finishing off the last potion, then I cut off all of my spells that I still have bombarding the king of destruction. None of which do much more than so scratches, despite my focusing them on the king's neck.
Thanks to those potions, my mana is back up to about 80% capacity. Although my Chaos Energy is fine and at 90% with more potions to spare. But I've mostly just been using my Chaos Energy for Chaotic Source and for Chaotic Surge.
Despite everything though, I think… I might have a chance.
My scowl slowly turns into a grin as I notice it. The king's weakness.
The King of Destruction may visibly be strongly lacking in wounds right now, but what leaks beneath the surface is a different matter entirely.
Because he's been accumulating effects one after another throughout this entire battle from Chaotic Surge.
And the ending of that pyroclastic wave attack is likely a result of that.
Out of nowhere, the king lets out a snarl before leaning down a little bit and then jumping straight through the air to headbutt . Sending flying straight out of the inner region of the Unique Domain, across thousands of ters and hundreds of kiloters. All the way until I crash into the magma below.
The magma doesn't hurt much or do much damage though, no doubt thanks to High Destruction Resistance and my High Magma Resistance skills. So I fly straight out of the sea of magma before narrowing my eyes at the King of Destruction, who is currently charging like mad in my direction.
Through the magma. Just kicking the magma into the air as he runs.
I look down at my rapidly reforming chest that was completely caved in, along with most of the rest of my torso. Then at my arms that were bent in the wrong directions from the attacks.
Finally I turn to the king again while my wounds rapidly heal myself. Simply downing another healing potion as I keep an eye on my health, which has fallen to about a quarter of my maximum health now.
It's hard to get a clear read on the king, but he is slowing down with every passing second. Even if he is charging through the magma sea like a mad dinosaur.
I narrow my eyes before taking in a deep breath and flying high into the sky.
Guess it's now or never.
Destruction magic through direct mana manipulation won't help anymore. And none of my other skills will do either.
But there are two finisher attacks that I got from our blowing up the entire inner region that may just work.
The King of Destruction has nurous effects on him that are all decreasing his resistances, slowly weakening him, draining him of stamina, mana, and health, and trying to slow him down. He is completely missing all of his defenses thanks to his scales being gone, and he can't deflect with his tail.
The Unique Monster is even in a sea of magma – although I'm not sure if it's lava or magma, but I don't care at this point – so his movents are slowed.
So I activate both Destructive Charge and Dragon's Destructive Breath at the exact sa ti.
Just to see the King of Destruction stopping out of nowhere and opening his own mouth as a breath attack of his own begins building up in front of his fangs.
Ti to finish this.
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