"Haha...Clarent, you're the best." Jas suddenly said, his gaze painting a bright image.
It was obvious that Clarent was trembling, it couldn't wait to clash with the Fallen God's attacks. It was indeed King Arthur's weapon, the weapon of peace, but he was eager to fight.
As the old saying goes, "When a sword is forged, it must draw blood".
When Jas realised that the Fallen God was writhing in pain, he leapt to continue the attack. Again and again, he slashed his body with Clarent, and so of his attacks were successful, even if they were only tiny cuts.
"What kind of sword is that?!" the Fallen God suddenly shouted and suddenly opened his arms, unleashing a huge amount of energy. Jas was sent flying back almost 10 tres, the impact of the energy was so huge that even breathing was difficult for a few seconds.
"It's not that strong, the tower works in my favour, even if it's the first ti I can still beat it." thought Jas, he might still be weaker than the being in front of him but that didn't an he was the weakest.
Jas stepped harder and more determinedly on the ground as his aura once again surrounded him. His magic overflowed from his body again and strengthened the fla quality in his aura many tis over, the Fallen God could not help but be surprised by what he saw, the anger on his face was very clear.
"YOU BLACK BLOODLINE BASTARDS, YOU'VE NEVER GOED TO EXTINCTION, NOW YOU'RE USING MAGIC AND AURA AT THE SA TI, YOU FLIPPING TWATS!" shouted Fallen God suddenly, but Jas didn't give a damn what he said.
He suddenly stopped ti for a split second and ran, a normal run for him, but for the Fallen God, it was like Jas had teleported. Nevertheless, the Fallen God managed to move a little at the last mont and avoided the attack on its heart.
Clarent suddenly stabbed the Fallen God right in the stomach, and then Jas drew the sword and blood began to gush out incredibly quickly.
Jas smiled, very pleased with his attack, but was shocked by the sight he suddenly saw.
The place he had pierced with Clarent had suddenly healed.
"Did you think you could kill with sothing like that? Didn't you realise? I'm pure black magic." the Fallen God suddenly said, the contemptuous smile on his face unbelievable.
Jas realised that this attack had only worked for a second. The small portion of the ti elental Jas was using, contained in his aura, could damage things like black magic. It was only one of the 4 main powers Chronos said, but Jas' level was not enough to kill him.
If he could have the power of the flas that Chronos ntioned, this battle would have been very easy, Chronos had ntioned sothing about a part of those flas being inside Jas in the drill they finished before returning to the 5th floor.
His exact words were:
"Look Jas, strangely enough, you have a huge ability to the Elent of Ti, and as I saw when I checked your aura, you also have a piece of the 8 sacred fires, just an incredibly small piece of it. I don't know how it is like that because the only person who has these powers must be the creator, Chaos must know sothing since he is the one who invited you to the tower.
The reason I am telling you this is that the person you are going to fight now is probably soone you cannot kill in your human form, with normal powers, without these powers because your holiness is incredibly low, the only thing you can hope for is that you will be able to properly use the ti elent that has begun to be engraved into your aura and hope that the fire elent will support you."
These words made perfect sense to Jas now that he saw them with his own eyes.
After all, Jas had been able to confirm what Chronos had said, even if the wound he had inflicted with Clarent had closed imdiately, it had been possible to inflict a wound in the first place.
But what would have happened if he had succeeded in delivering this attack to his heart? Could this attack have killed the Fallen God? After all, black magic ca from the magic rings around the heart, so destroying the heart would release the magic and the caster would be destroyed.
After all, most of the Fallen Gods were not alive, almost every one of them had been killed in the past so they were basically mories, and the Fallen God currently facing Jas was in this category.
After all, if there was a living one, the 5th floor would have been destroyed a long ti ago. Even if the tower had weakened them, they were still true gods, gods with a high degree of divinity.
"I thought I was going to kill you, to tell you a lie, I guess it was worth a try." Jas suddenly said, and the smile on the Fallen God's face suddenly fell.
The Fallen God seed to have Jas under its control as the energy it was radiating around had increased to an even greater degree, Jas couldn't move an inch, he realised that his whole body was writhing in pain.
All his muscles were tensing one by one and his nose was bleeding, it wasn't the dark magic that was affecting him but the enormous amount of energy that was being released. It would have been fine if it was the spell itself, but it was the energy of the Fallen God itself that was spreading over Jas, the enormity of the mana energy was oppressing Jas himself.
Even though Jas was trying to get rid of this pressure, he was unable to do so, at that very mont he realised that sothing in his inventory had started to move, and cracking sounds started to form in his mind.
At that mont, the Mystical Beast Egg in his inventory had just popped out of his inventory, just like Clarent had done before.
Fallen God paused when he saw the egg and then said, "A Mystical Beast Egg?" The kind created by the Supre Dragons, the kind that no one knows what will co out of it, and you're giving it to as a farewell gift, Black?'
Yet at that very mont, sothing that no one had expected happened, in just a split second, the Fallen God was pinned to the wall a few dozen tres away.
The energy surge was gone, what was going on?
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