Boom!
The sky above was shrouded in dark clouds, blotting out the sun. Thunder roared, like the furious cries of an ancient beast, shaking the heavens and the earth. The rain grew heavier, and the lightning more frequent, accompanied by an overwhelming sound that caused many hearts to tremble instinctively.
Amidst the ominous dark clouds, sothing terrifying began to take form—a massive, dragon-like creature with an awe-inspiring and ferocious visage. Its glowing red eyes pierced through the storm, gazing down upon the earth.
This scene left everyone in stunned silence.
Yami, who had a cigarette in his mouth, forgot to take another puff.
Even Julius, the Wizard King, rose from his throne.
"What... is this? A dragon?"
"What kind of joke is this? Where on earth did this thing co from?"
"Goodness, could it be that so ancient beast has been hiding in the Black Light Forest all this ti?"
The commoners were perplexed. Even the nobles and royals were clueless about the gigantic entity towering above the sky. Not even the captains of the nine squads could explain what they were witnessing.
"No need to panic; this is Ethan Hayes' magic..."
...
Ethan's magic?
Wait. Isn't he supposed to be a wind and fire magic user? What does thunder have to do with him? Could he possibly be…
A tri-elental mage?
The thought sent shivers down the spines of everyone present. Normally, even the strongest captains and the Wizard King themselves possess only a single elental affinity. Ethan's dual-elental affinity was already one in a million.
But tri-elental?
That didn't seem right. If Ethan truly wielded three elents, he should have a third grimoire with thunder magic. Yet no one had seen him use such a book.
"This must be so sort of derived magic," Julius mused, gazing at the ancient beast in the sky.
Ethan had previously discussed his theories on natural and derived magic with the Wizard King. According to him, natural magic drew power directly from nature to unleash spells, even without consuming one's mana. All it required was imnse ntal fortitude and precision. Derived magic, on the other hand, involved triggering chemical reactions within one's elental magic to create entirely new properties.
"So those seemingly random fireballs earlier... were they preparing for this spell?" Julius speculated.
He had been puzzled by Ethan's bizarre fireball trajectory earlier. It turns out they weren't random at all.
It was all part of his grand plan.
But how could launching a few fireballs result in such a massive and destructive spell? Fire and thunder—was there even a connection?
In mid-air, Ethan raised his left hand high, his movents deliberate as if wielding a scepter of judgnt.
The inspiration for this spell ca from an ani he had watched in his previous life. However, unlike in the ani, where both fire and thunder elents were required, Ethan had only fire. At best, he could conjure a Kirin-like entity but lacked the key step to summon thunder.
Without an affinity for thunder, Ethan couldn't naturally resonate with the lightning in the sky.
But what he lacked in affinity, he made up for with sheer ntal strength and control.
"Thunder Creation Magic—Kirin's Descent!"
With a commanding gesture, Ethan's hand sliced through the air. The beast, which had only partially revealed its head, erged fully from the thunderclouds. Its colossal body radiated a blue glow, entirely composed of lightning. It stretched across the sky, blocking out the sun and occupying half the visible heavens.
anwhile, Nebula and the others, who had just broken free from their wind prison, froze as they looked up at the terrifying beast.
Fear seeped into their very souls.
In that mont, they sensed the unmistakable scent of death.
They were going to die.
In the blink of an eye—or less.
While the human blink takes approximately 0.3-0.4 seconds, lightning strikes in milliseconds. Before the thought of blinking even forms, the lightning is already upon you.
"Ti Reversal Magic—Chrono Restoration!"
Ti seed to halt in an instant.
The colossal Kirin's descent stopped just ters away from Nebula and her group, a distance that would have obliterated them in less than a fraction of a second.
Above them, a massive clock face appeared, its second hand ticking lifelike toward the twelve o'clock position. As it reached the top, the Kirin began to dissipate, and the dark clouds retreated.
The sky cleared as though nothing had happened.
"This is... ti magic," Ethan muttered, his eyes filled with a mix of awe and admiration.
Unlike the overwhelming grandeur of his Kirin's descent, ti magic was understated, almost ordinary. But its simplicity only underscored its imnse power.
Ethan's Kirin had harnessed the destructive might of nature—unmatched by human magic.
Yet even that fell before the Wizard King's ti magic.
Was it the magic itself that was so overwhelming? Or the sheer mastery of Julius Novachrono?
"Enough. The competition ends here!"
Descending from the sky, Julius wiped the sweat from his brow.
He had been too absorbed in his awe earlier and barely acted in ti. Had he delayed even a fraction longer, Nebula and the others would have been obliterated.
Natural magic was not sothing that could be resisted—not by ordinary ans.
Even for Julius himself, neutralizing it had co at no small cost.
The participants on the ground heaved sighs of relief. The suffocating fear of death had passed, but the experience left them shaken.
"It's over? Just like that?"
"That felt so anticlimactic. What now?"
"So, who's the winner?"
Before Julius could answer, Nebula and her group spoke up:
"We lost."
Their alliance had already been t with criticism. To cling to victory now would only tarnish their nas further.
And they couldn't deny it—they had lost fair and square. Ethan's victory was carved from sheer grit and power.
"Well then," Julius said with a faint smile. Turning his gaze to Ethan, his expression softened.
"Co now, Captain of the Tenth Squad. Your induction ceremony awaits!"
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