Jason's golden-silverish eyes had turned crimson for a quarter of a second before they had reverted back to his initial eye color as he released the stigma that began to glow brightly, to an extent he had never done before!
It was painful, but Jason simply ignored the pain.
His glowing stigma began to rge with Jason's aura, but he didn't notice anything about that.
Artemis' wings dissipated, replaced by Solaris' replicated wings the mont they had switched out the place within his mana core.
Kumo and Degar had already been unholstered, at the sa ti Jason had charged inside the tent.
At that mont, the sight in front of him changed everything.
Jason's eyes and Celestia aura had turned from the golden-silverish color to utter darkness for a mont as he shouted out.
"SHANE, DALIA!!!"
What he saw shocked him greatly and Solaris' black flas that had enveloped him tightly, erupted, burning down the entire tent.
Both Shane and Dalia's abdon had been pierced by several icicles whose cold began to spread through their entire body.
Jason's mind was blank for a mont before he regained his senses, realizing what was going on.
He shot towards the Burane race assassin that was about to end his masters, with a terrific high speed he could have only dread of a minute ago.
Pulling the trigger of both Kumo and Degar, bullets shot out one after another, while Jason ignored the impact and toll his arms had to endure.
Despite being desperate enough to strain his stigma and fully releasing his Celestia aura, Jason felt that his attacks were still too weak!
This was exactly the case and the Burane race's assassin didn't even have to erupt a thick mbrane of mana because the bullets were simply deflected as they hit its mana enveloped skin.
When Jason had appeared right next to the assassin, the desert eagles had already vanished into Jason's spatial ring as Byakur had appeared in his hand.
At that mont, he utilized everything at once, the race specific weakening curse, the petrification curse, his mana eyes' abyssal ability, his stigma's full capabilities, and the intimidating effect of his Celestia aura.
Byakur was supplied with a vast majority of his mana, while Solaris' fla was enveloping it tightly.
Suddenly driven by desperation and the desire to rescue his masters, every ans to attack the Assassin to protect his masters rged into one attack.
At that mont, the golden glow that had already been present in everything involving Jason was gathering at one place!
This caused a chain reaction, leading to the deepest part of Jason's body where he had never been before.
It was dark but warm, and Jason felt like he could perceive sothing, sothing he shouldn't have seen yet.
There were thousands of locks, sealing sothing, hiding it from Jason's sight, and there was only one lock that had been opened, revealing a tiny fraction of sothing he couldn't grasp!
Driven by his desperation, and fear to lose his master, his mind stared blankly at one particular lock that released the dense currents of the desire to protect everyone, even if this would an one had to annihilate an entire race!
The lock, Jason was looking at was pitch-black, and a complete opposite to the vast majority of other locks that were white in color, gleaming lightly in a holy hue.
The mont Jason thought the lock, it fell to the ground, he was suctioned out of the deepest part of his body, bringing him back to reality.
Suddenly everything seed to change.
Solaris' faint traces of a golden color it had received when it evolved into a Tier-1 origin fla had begun to overwhelm the black of Solaris' fla, devouring everything around it!
It was only then when Jason noticed that he had unsealed his Celestia bloodline for a short ti, overdriving his body, burning the life force within him only to turn into a crude replica of a divine being, suppressing everything in his surrounding.
A gigantic golden-silverish halo manifested behind him, brightening up the Argos alliance's entire camp, attracting the attention of every single Burane assassin in the proximity, weighing every foe down.
But was that really everything, the pitch-black lock had released?
The assassin who had ignored Jason turned around in shock, only to see that Jason's entire being seed to have enlarged several tis.
The golden-silverish halo was spread through by crimson-colored strands, and it was only when Jason lifted Byakur that it was vibrating owing to the sheer power it harbored that the Burane race assassin had begun to move.
[You will be tortured for three centuries and killed if you return without fulfilling your mission!]
This was the only thought that flashed through the Burane assassin's mind at that mont.
Fleeing might be possible despite Jason's overwhelming appearance, yet, fighting against him was suicidal!
Nevertheless, dying while facing invincible opponents might as well be better than being tortured and killed afterward!
However, even better would be fleeing after finishing his mission!
As such, the Burane race's assassin smiled lightly as he unleashed the entire mana of a Prismar stage with six small solidified prismarine crystals.
Only a mont later several hundred icicles had been conjured in the surrounding area, swirling around intimidatingly.
More than three dozen were shot towards Shane and Malia who were already deadly injured, unable to defend against the incoming attacks.
Jason sensed this, and he disappeared from the location he stood earlier, only to re-appeared in front of his masters manifesting a huge wall made out of golden flas in front of him.
The flas were extrely hot and the tal holding together the burned-down tent was slowly lting.
anwhile, the icicles that had been one-ter-long disintegrated the mont they ca in touch with the golden flas.
Suddenly Jason's entire body began to crack and he knew that his skin had burst open, while his bones, tendons, muscles, and everything else was about to break apart too.
The strength he had lend was too strong for his weak physique to handle, and Jason was fully aware of this.
However, he couldn't allow anyone to kill his masters after what had happened with Scorpio!
Jason was not even sure how he had been able to unseal the power of a true Celestia for a short amount of ti, but he knew that his body was not yet ready.
Nevertheless, he couldn't give up now, and instead, he forcefully unleashed his entire enhanced mana absorption rate while every single mana stone within his spatial ring was thrown out by Jason.
'Three seconds….give three seconds!!' He shouted inwardly, hoping that his body would be able to endure everything for the next three seconds.
Only a mont after the mana stones had left Jason's spatial ring his mana absorption absorbed them at a rapid pace, and a terrifying suctioning force absorbed everything greedily.
Jason's strength skyrocketed, but the thought of his masters that were dying was still present in his mind, tornting it.
They were already heavily injured and deep within him, Jason could tell that the Burane race's ice affinity was sothing special, sothing deadly!
As such, his wrath towards the assassin increased to an unfathomable extent.
At the sa ti, Jason began to hate himself for being weak, insignificant even after he had given his best to increase his combat prowess within the short amount of ti he had been given
It looked like he was about to break his promise to never lose soone he loved, again, and Jason didn't want to accept this!
He had already been unable to rescue Scorpio, losing his masters would tear him apart!
At that thought, Jason's holy halo that had manifested behind his back brightened up even more.
Yet, exactly at the sa ti, his body that was enveloped in a thick golden-silverish hue was overwheld by a crimson red hue that spread through Jason's entire being.
The halo's shape of a holy ring began to change and if Jason were to see himself, he would think that he was sowhat of a fiendish and holy being right now.
It was as if the halo was trapped between the holy and fiendish state, but Jason couldn't care less about that.
Once the golden wall of fire had been disintegrated, the Burane race's assassin was able to see how much Jason's entire being had changed within a single mont.
This caused him to retreat instinctively, only to sense that he was unable to move.
One of Jason's eyes had turned crimson red for a short mont, while the paralyzing curse he had utilized showed its true might.
Seemingly without moving, Jason appeared in front of the Burane race's assassin as he slashed out with Byakur.
The Burane race assassin might have six small solidified prismarine crystals in his mana core, but the strength Jason had released at this mont was powerful enough to kill every being at the low Prismar stage!
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