His body was covered in scars, a testant to the violence we inflicted during his transformation.
You bastards!
Black scales begin to rise from Fafnirs skin as he stares at us.
Its jet-black hair and violet, piercing eyes, complete with reptilian, vertically slit pupils.
He used Polymorph, a choice he made when he realized that its overwhelming size and mass would not make it easy to attack us and would only increase its range, but its the worst possible choice.
I guess you have to be small to use your skills, huh?
I rush at him, then punch him in the face but it raises its arms to block.
My fists collide with its scales and scarlet sparks fly everywhere.
Light!
He smiles through his arms, as if its nothing.
I wonder if this one is light too!
But Yoon Kwangsoo, approaching from behind, throws a punch at his side, and his body definitely shakes.
How dare a mortal!
Do you even have ti to look back?
Drawing my shotgun again, I point it at the creatures abdon and squeeze the trigger, causing the condensed aura to spread out in a wide arc, lodging itself squarely in the creatures body.
The creatures body buckles and it is knocked backwards by the force of the blow.
Kaaaaaah!!!
He scrambles to keep himself from falling, spreads its folded wings to steady itself and stretches its arms out to the sides, shouting at us.
Yes, I will fulfill your wish and kill all of you!
At the sa ti, hundreds of magical circles fill the air around him.
Its clear that this race, aptly nad the Lords of Magic, intends to settle the matter once and for all.
Poena Dei (Gods punishnt)!
Once again, a cross begins to form above his head.
The only difference is that the base is sharp as an awl, and the size is beyond imagination.
The pressure is imnse, and I wonder if Fafnir felt it too because he raises his outstretched hands above his head, gathering the unfinished magic circles together.
The cross, which had begun to fall toward the ground, collided with his shield made of hundreds of magical circles and began to make a terrifying noise.
Ascalon! Who the hell is using Ascalon?
He shouts, looking around in frustration.
Apparently, its an attack that uses Ascalon to deal a lot of damage but the Ascalon he knew has long since vanished from this world.
Even if he tried to sense the holy power, it was impossible to recognize the new Ascalon at a glance in the sanctuary, where holy power was everywhere.
Could this be Ascalon?
I point my gun at the creature as it reaches for the sky, ready to pull the trigger once more.
But its already allowed several shotgun blasts, and the magic circle in its hand completely blocks the cross.
That cant be an Ascalon!
Unease begins to creep in as the magic circle begins to emit grayish smoke.
I could feel a trendous amount of magic coursing through him.
Vanish as you are mortal.
It was an uncanny sensation and the instincts etched into my body sounded the alarm.
As I recall the attack and its range to match its motion, I conclude that it is virtually impossible to defend against, and one option pops into my head.
Master!
Yoon Kwangsoos voice rang out through the cracks in my consciousness.
At the sa ti, a violet fla rises from the magic circle.
-Andardrttur (Dragon Breath).
As he utters the words, a massive amount of flas begin to rise and rush towards , and I quickly pull it out of the cube, throwing it into the air and twisting my wrist.
Item [Otherworldly Warehouse]
An item so durable that it withstood Ji-Hyuns onslaught.
A golden gate appeared between and Fafnir from nothing, and I imdiately pressed myself against it.
!!!
Searing heat envelops my entire body and my entire body feels like its on fire, even though Im not directly hit.
To feel this much pain even though Im wearing my temperature-regulating, top-notch armor, I would have been dying in excruciating pain if I had been directly hit.
The creatures breathing faltered.
If this is the kind of breath he uses in his human form in Phase 3, what kind of attack will he unleash in the final Phase 5?
I realized that I had to finish him off before then.
You! Are you okay?!
Bishop rushes over to where the flas have completely died down and the heat still lingers.
Youre better than I thought, huh?
Im pretty much cooked through my clothes. I wish youd help a little.
Oh, sorry.
She laid a hand on my shoulder, and the refreshing energy that began to spread through eased the pain a little.
I wondered if she was a bishop-level cleric, if that was enough to take things to the next level.
Hes starting to get wary of the Ascalon, and if he realizes youre here with it, hes going to focus on you, so youll want to stay behind as much as possible.
Okay. How do you feel now?
I dont think Ill have any trouble moving.
I clench and unclench my fist, checking my senses.
I feel a little less numb, probably because Ive been through so much pain, but that might be a good thing considering whats to co.
Well, Ill have to go help. If I leave it like that, even the master will die.
As I summoned the door of the Otherworldly Warehouse, the surface of which was slightly lted, I could see Yoon Kwangsoo in the distance, engaged in hand-to-hand combat with Fafnir.
How dare a mortal try to fight as an equal with a fist that barely contains aura!?
Kaaaahhhh, Aura Formula is the strongest martial art of mankind!
Fafnir, who doesnt allow any more attacks and only strikes back, and Yoon Kwangsoo, who is constantly getting beaten up, but is buying ti by strengthening his hardened body.
Yoon Kwangsoo!
Were you alive?!
Apparently, seeing my figure engulfed in flas, he thought I must be dead.
You should have checked for sure.
I slam my aura-laden fist into its torso as hard as it turns toward Yoon Kwangsoo.
How did you?
The creature grimaces in confusion as it realizes the power of the attack.
The prolonged battle with him and the respect of the people watching this spectacle have been applied to my power. A different aura than at the start was now churning through my body.
Rejoin the bishop for treatnt!
Quang! Quang! Quang! Quang!
A barrage of attacks rained down on the creature, preventing it from harming the retreating Yoon Kwangsoo.
Yeah, youre better than that guy just now, I wonder if you were always a boxer.
Poof. My fist is blocked by his hand.
The creatures wings spread out to either side and it leaps up, kicking in the face with its right foot.
I hastily raise my left arm to block the attack, but the impact sends a trendous jolt through my arm.
I dont know if its my brain or if the floor is rising up, but I know that if I stay down, there will be more attacks.
Only you do it!
I grabbed his legs with my upraised left arm and slamd my head into his face.
It was a technique commonly referred to as a smash.
Crack!
His head snaps back, blood spraying from his nose.
Im not done!
A trickle of blood from my forehead soaks the corners of my eyes and begins to stain my vision red, but I have no trouble keeping my grip on the beast.
You fool, my blood is poison!
It doesnt matter because that shit doesnt work!
Fafnir sprouted scales on his forehead, sohow managing to take the brunt of the blow, but not the brain-shaking impact.
Damn mortal!
Glaring at , perhaps angered by the continued one-sided violence, he punches in the chest with his right arm.
The force of the blow sapped the strength from my left arm, which was holding onto his leg, but I kept my position as best I could and threw a punch back at him.
Youre going to get your ass handed to you soon enough!
I punch him in the jaw with my right arm.
Pow! I hear his face snap back, but he doesnt seem to mind, swinging his left fist and hitting my right cheek.
Quang!
My mouth is instantly torn open, filling with blood.
It tastes bitter as it mixes with my saliva, but I spit out the blood and saliva Ive collected into his face and throw out my left arm, which I can barely swing.
The creatures face snaps to the right as he shakes his head in disgrace and pulls his right arm back.
At the sa ti, a magic circle begins to form on his arm.
How dare a wormy bastard do this to !?
After all that punching, there wasnt a scratch on his face.
Even the ones that werent were slowly healing.
It was the perfect example of a different species.
But
Im not a normal human!
I was a Corleone.
Don Vito Corleone Temperant Characteristics, Abilities and Talents.
I was a special individual.
Im not a man to be disrespected by a lizard!
The one and only heir to the Corleone family.
The desperate scramble begins as the muddy water at my feet takes on an odd color as it mixes with the blood that gushes from my wounds as the fight continues.
But my body doesnt stop.
Protect thy children.
I wish only peace and moderation.
Value your blood.
Behind , countless buffs were coming in.
My body felt light, my mind was clear and my aura was on the loose.
I felt my blood boil.
[The Ancient Berserkers Ring reacts to your blood]
[Ancient Berserkers Ring is at full power]
[The users stats explode]
The Ancient Berserkers Ring activates by drinking its masters blood.
Yes, this is why I fought him in hand-to-hand combat.
Ancient Berserkers buffs and a bloodline ability that grows stronger the longer the fight goes on.
This ones going to hurt.
Pulling my fist back like a bowstring, I channel this boiling energy into my right hand.
[Bloodline ability: Corleone controls Midas Gloves]
You think youre going to catch with an attack like that, ridiculous!
He raises one paw and slams it down, causing the ground to shake.
Thud, thud, thud, thud!
The creature sheds its human form and slowly begins to grow into a giant.
Compared to the first ti I saw it, its size was many tis larger, and it looked like an ancient dragon.
-ttastu mig(fear )! I promise you a fair death as a reward for bringing here mortals.
Yes. I was sure youd change to your main body when victory was assured.
-What?
Ascalon!
Crosses fall around the dragon, forming a giant cage.
-What the- Its you! Youre the master of Ascalon!
He screams, convinced that the bishop is holding Ascalon.
-Do you think you can stop with your tricks! I assure you, your Ascalon will not kill !
It is not he who will kill you.
[Blood power: Corleone controls Black Mist]
Its .
At the sa ti, a red mist rises from my feet and begins to engulf the surroundings, gradually taking control of the area.
Learning to use the new Black Mist was not difficult.
Like an animal with instincts imprinted on it, my body moved naturally.
I glide through the red mist and begin to run toward the creature trapped between the crosses.
It wont last long!
The bishops desperate voice cos from behind.
I didnt tell him to hold on since I was going to end it all with this.
It is useless, mortal!
The creature raises its forepaws at my reckless lunge and solemnly declares.
-You are the first man since George who has caused this much pain! Speak thy na! I will rember it forever!
The massive forepaw looms over my head.
Parrying it once with a knuckle strike of all my strength, I leapt for its heart and said.
Theres no need for that, youre going to die here today.
At the sa ti, I extend my left arm into the cube, drawing out a secret weapon Ive been saving for a long ti.
It was a long iron stick, a little longer than a mans palm.
Holding it in my left hand, sharpened to a point, I stare at the creatures heart that was an odd spot rising upward, unlike the other scales, an inverted ridge.
I thrust the iron rod Id prepared to drive into that microscopic crack right into it, and said to the creature.
Rather, I will rember you, Fafnir.
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