The battle intensified as Bill's invisible hands protected him.
Erik responded by summoning a devastating lightning storm-bolts of blue-white electricity arced through the sky, striking with thunderous force.
Though Bill's invisible hands created an effective shield around the Second Division commander, deflecting most of the lightning strikes, so bolts found their marks among his troops, and the sll of burned at and ozone spread across the battlefield.
Erik then threw the blackguards' bodies at him.
"Desecrating the dead now?" Bill's Matter Disruption turned the corpses to particles.
"They're beyond caring."
Erik's plants shifted between states-different kinds of tal, even ice, to keep the plane's area cold.
A soldier breached the periter, almost reaching the plane. Erik's tendril caught him mid- stride, transforming into lightning. The man's screams were cut short as electricity coursed through his body.
Bill's invisible hands tried to reach Erik from his blind side, forcing Erik to create force barriers with his Tower Bastion brain crystal power. "You can't keep going on like this forever."
"Watch ." Erik created a do of pure ice around the aircraft while launching a barrage of elental attacks at the blackguards through the tendrils.
That forced Bill to act-Erik was systematically eliminating his soldiers one by one. Bodies fell from the sky at a rate of nearly one per second, a pace of casualties that even a hardened commander like Bill found difficult to accept.
But sothing was weird, because it looked like Erik's mana was never-ending.
The commander's invisible hands ford a protection, breaking down anything that ca close to his soldiers. But Erik noticed his movents slowing, maybe because to do that he had to use much more mana, and his power was already mana-hungry.
"You're slowing down."
"Am I?" Bill suddenly sped up. His invisible hands multiplied exponentially, filling the air. Erik couldn't see them, but it was clear what Bill did, especially because his thoughts told Erik everything he needed to know. Yet it didn't make the situation simpler.
Erik dodged Bill's invisible attacks. His body twisted and turned in ways that seed impossible.
Then he used his Instability brain crystal power to understand from where Bill was going to attack next.
Yet the sheer amount of invisible hands was too overwhelming even for him. One of them grazed him.
"Fuck..."
He pumped mana into his Tower Bastion to reduce the effects of Bill's powers. The hands were destroying his armor, but by pumping more mana, he had been able to reform it before the effect reached his flesh.
He also created multiple illusions of himself again. The hands were getting too many. Erik would not be able to avoid them all if things remained like that. By giving more targets to Bill, he might be able to decrease the burden on him.
More soldiers died.
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"Your control is remarkable," Bill said, launching another wave of attacks. "Fighting while defending the plane must not be simple."
Erik didn't reply.
"I bet we have to thank Levium for this, right?"
He smiled.
"Multitasking is indeed easier with multiple minds." Erik showed that by launching attacks from every direction.
Bill's Matter Disruption worked overti, breaking down the attacks. But Erik noticed sothing crucial: the commander couldn't dissolve every type of energy equally well. The number of soldiers decreased further.
"Running out of n?" Erik asked, his illusions multiplying around Bill.
"Don't worry, more are coming."
"They co to die."
"They die for a worthy cause." Bill's invisible hands rushed at him. Erik sensed it thanks to his Instability brain crystal power. "As will you."
"A worthy cause? Like protecting a plane?"
Bill's invisible hands carved Erik's tendrils, but for each one he destroyed, two more took its place. "You know why that plane must be destroyed."
The illusions attacked, forcing Bill to defend from all angles. anwhile, the real Erik maintained his aerial position.
"Ah, yes. To stop from reaching the first division commander, right? Are you scared? Didn't you say she is stronger than any of you now?"
Bill got mad. He tried to attack Erik, but it looked like he was getting too tired to fight.
"Already tired?"
The commander's movents, while still fast, lacked their earlier precision.
"Hardly." Bill's Matter Disruption expanded, creating a sphere of molecular destruction around him made by interlacing multiple hands.
A group of soldiers tried to flank the aircraft again. Their screams joined that of those who died earlier or those who were on their way to the afterlife.
"Your n die for nothing."
"They die ensuring you can't reach Mur."
"Bold of you to assu I need a plane to go there."
"Ah, yes. You can get to Mur in the sa way you went to Maynard Island. But let ask you this: Will your soldiers reach Mur if you go that way?"
Erik got serious.
"If you think the thaids near Mannard were even remotely comparable to that around Mur,
you are mistaken."
Erik clenched his fists.
"I already know that."
He paused.
"But I have faith in my n. We'll pull through this. And make no mistake-that plane will be
mine."
In truth, Erik knew Bill's words were right. He wanted the plane exactly to prevent too many of the Chimaeric Demons from dying.
The remaining soldiers below found themselves trapped in a field of constantly shifting matter and energy.
"Yet here you are, fighting so desperately to protect it."
A soldier got a shot off at the aircraft. The soldier didn't get a second chance as tallic tendrils reduced him to a red mist.
"Perhaps I simply enjoy killing blackguards, and since they're rushing in the plane and making my job easier, why not take advantage of that?"
"Ah! That's all you ca up with? Pathetic!"
Bill laughed.
"Your powers are remarkable, Bill, but they have limits. I can sense your mana reaching its
end."
"There is still a long way for to consu all my available mana. I suggest you focus on
your fight."
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