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Surtr pierced the Chaos Dragon’s chest from behind with his drill. As the beast scread and struggled, a massive surge of Origin Flas engulfed it. Its Aura, now significantly weakened, could no longer effectively negate or diminish elental energies, giving Surtr the chance to finish it.
"{Primordial Origin Nova}!"
Hundreds of divine magic circles converged in a split second as Surtr conjured a colossal divine spell, engulfing the Chaos Dragon in a devastating nova of origin flas and plasma.
BOOOMMM!
The Origin Flas consud the beast, rendering its regeneration impossible against these ancient flas. They devoured its flesh and bones, leaving only a large floating fragnt, black and red, a Soul Fragnt infested with dozens of Chaos Spirits.
"So it’s true... as Master said, Ragnarök was indeed the Primordial Dragon of Light, parasitized by hundreds of Chaos Spirits..." Surtr mused. "We once believed Chaos Spirits were indestructible, but they can be destroyed."
However, Surtr refrained from annihilating them. With a purifying fla, he forced the Chaos Spirits to detach from the Soul Fragnt, which then vanished, returning to its rightful owner in the Dragon Realm of Light Dragons.
The Chaos Spirits fled his grasp in panic, scattering quickly, too weak to pose any further threat.
Concurrently, Erald’s battle unfolded. His Celestial Winds surged from his body as he soared through the skies, deftly dodging the nimble Chaos Dragon’s attacks.
Its long, sharp claws, bladed tail, and serpentine head made it a formidable opponent. Erald narrowly escaped being bitten on several occasions as they clashed at high speed through the skies.
The young wind dragon moved swiftly, zigzagging through the dark skies of Sangre’s Dominion while the Chaos Dragon pursued. Their claws collided, chaotic flas erupting against celestial winds, spawning tornadoes around them.
CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!
Erald’s Demonic Alter Ego erged through his other half, allowing him to channel Demonic Energy, which he fused with his Divine Power, a skill he had honed over ti.
"{Demonic Vortex}!"
With a ferocious roar, Erald ensnared the Chaos Dragon in a spiraling vortex of winds and demonic flas, propelling it skyward.
BOOOM!
The vortex detonated, consuming the beast’s body in a cataclysmic explosion that briefly warped the surrounding space.
Erald charged toward his foe, engaging the creature as it erged from the smoke, wounded but still resilient.
He swiftly summoned his Celestial Wind Gear, unique weapons and armor imbued with divine and spiritual elental properties.
These were exclusive to Erald, intrinsically tied to his winds and powers. He had previously equipped his wife, Ahia, and his father-in-law with them, as well as nurous soldiers during their exploration of the Dungeon in the Jungle Lizardn’s village.
"Celestial Wind Spear!"
FLUOSH!
An erald-colored spear materialized, piercing the Chaos Dragon’s chest, penetrating deeply and erging from the other side.
Erald conjured demonic winds, shaping them into hawks that surged toward the Chaos Dragon, bombarding it with explosions of wind and demonic flas.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
"GRYYYSSSHAAAAAA!"
Despite being overwheld, the Chaos Dragon refused to yield. It spun rapidly, ripping the spear from its chest, kicked Erald’s face, and leaped into the skies before diving down, striking him from all angles.
Kicks, punches, tail whips, and hundreds of miasmic venom droplets assaulted Erald’s armor, turning it purple as it decayed and crumbled.
"Damn it, this thing’s fast!"
Erald spun swiftly, kicking the air to unleash a shockwave of winds, sending the beast flying a few ters back. Seizing the mont, he surged forward, spear poised.
"TAKE THIS!"
CRAAASH!
The spear pierced the beast’s chest repeatedly, dozens of tis, as Erald’s extensive training with the weapon proved ideal for his wind-based fighting style. As a wind dragon, he could fly faster and more nimbly than any other winged creature, even other dragons.
Wind dragons, after all, reigned as the true kings of the skies.
"{Thunderstorm Spear}!"
His spear flashed with lightning, while dark clouds around Erald unleashed thunderbolts, impaling and electrocuting the beast with both weapon and magic.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
"GRRRRR!"
In its final struggle, the Chaos Dragon unleashed a shockwave of miasmic venom, corrupting Erald’s elental magic and causing his spear to turn purple and disintegrate.
"Your last struggle won’t stop !"
Erald roared, his Alter Ego rging further with him. His Celestial Winds and Demonic Soul Flas blended into green fire, spiraling upward and enveloping the Chaos Dragon in a massive tornado.
"{Demonic Soul Storm}!"
FLUOOOSH!
The Chaos Dragon wailed in agony within the vortex as Erald prevented its escape, even as parts of his body lted from the venom.
Nothing remained of the Chaos Dragon but its floating Soul Fragnt and the attached Chaos Spirits.
"Leave."
Erald’s command resonated with the Chaos Spirits. They gazed at his figure and Aura, a complex fusion of kindness and the ruthlessness born from the necessity to adapt and grow.
Yet, the Chaos Spirits did not flee. Instead, they felt a profound admiration for him and the thousands of demon souls within him, now part of his essence.
He was an ideal vessel, far superior to their current host.
"Hm?!"
Erald watched the Chaos Spirits fly toward him, attempting to latch onto his right arm, seeking to make him their vessel.
"Hmph, you think you can just co in?! It’s occupied by us already!" his Demonic Alter Ego roared furiously at the Chaos Spirits.
"No... wait," Erald said, smiling at them. "I think there’s enough space for them. I can accommodate a few within my Soul."
"What?!" the Alter Ego exclaid, furious... and jealous.
"I need as much power as I can muster for what’s coming... I could never reach the heights of Surtr or Master, let alone Athyst or Triton. I have my winds, but they aren’t as potent as their unique abilities, right?" Erald sighed.
"..." His Alter Ego could not refute that without the "Legion" of demon souls rged into Erald’s soul, sowhat tad by him, he would never approach their level.
"As long as you behave..." Erald said. "And accept this Soul Contract."
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