Lord of Myths: I Can Summon and Fuse Divine Powers. Chapter 33: Battle in The Secret Laboratory. (5)

The priest was engulfed in flas. A sea of reddish and orange flas, tinged by the electric blue of Raiju’s lightning.

If circumstances had been different, Alioth could have appreciated the beauty of those colors.

A sea of hundreds of reddish and orange hues with blue traces and trails, it was beautiful if you forgot the fact that soone was burning there.

However, the priest’s figure beca sinister, making that "painting" much more disturbing.

He was smiling, an especially pronounced and unnatural smile.

His hollow eyes fixed on Alioth, analyzing, as if he were seeing sothing especially entertaining.

And with a blink, he disappeared, completely leaving Alioth’s field of vision.

However, he knew he was behind him, he could feel that ominous presence behind him.

The sll of chemicals mixed with that of burnt wood.

Smoke was starting to enter his lungs, perhaps using fire in a closed space wasn’t the best idea.

One must always take the terrain into account before thinking of a combat strategy.

Alioth had forgotten that.

Then, a chill.

A disturbing chill ran down his spine.

A chill that made him feel vulnerable again, made him feel small.

It had been a while since he felt this vulnerable... it wasn’t a vulnerability like when he was abandoned as a baby in the middle of the snow, nor like when he was in a coma.

It was more similar to the fear he felt when his father drank too much.

The vulnerability you feel in the uncertainty of whether there’s danger or not. Of whether you’ll be strong enough to face it.

Alioth swallowed hard, as he turned slowly, while drops of cold sweat descended down his forehead.

When his eyes could finally observe what was happening behind him, he was paralyzed.

"W-what?" he barely managed to stamr.

There was the priest, without a scratch, looking at Alioth with a sinister smile, incredibly unnatural.

It was sothing not human, but at the sa ti couldn’t be classified outside of "human itself."

Which made it disturbing.

However, that wasn’t what froze the boy’s heart.

It was sothing deeper, more terrifying.

The priest’s arm was extended, as were his fingers.

But that wasn’t what disturbed Alioth either.

What did was what those fingers were pointing at.

"P-pyun," the small water sphere managed to say.

Alioth’s eyes grew wider and wider at the scene.

Abzu was in front of the priest’s hand, levitating, surrounded by a faint golden light.

"What are you doing!?" Alioth exclaid as consequently, the other spirits lunged against the priest.

However, the latter without moving a single muscle, created a barrier of crystallized keter around him, translucent enough that you could see what was happening inside.

The priest’s smile only beca more pronounced when he saw Alioth’s desperate face.

The small spirit began to vibrate violently, stronger and stronger.

"PYYYYYUUUNNN!!!" Abzu began to emit more intense screams, as if he were feeling horrible pain.

Each scream was more intense, and cruelly tore at Alioth’s soul.

"No! Stop!" the boy pleaded, aware of what the priest was trying to do.

However, no matter how hard [Et] hit the barrier or how hot [Ifrit]’s fire was.

The barrier remained intact.

"Don’t see this as a punishnt, but rather an... opportunity," the priest said maliciously, as he closed his fist and opened it forcefully again.

Before Alioth’s desperate gaze, Abzu burst like a balloon.

However, there was sothing different this ti, sothing different from the other tis Abzu’s body had burst.

Alioth noticed it, this ti he wasn’t going to be able to recover.

Then finally, the barrier ford by golden and silver mosaics fractured until it broke into a thousand pieces.

Alioth didn’t hesitate for a second and ran toward the puddle that was once part of Abzu’s body.

"ABZU!" the boy shouted as he crouched toward him, and tried to grab his body.

However, the water escaped from his hands, as if it couldn’t remain in his hands.

At that mont, the remains of the spirit’s body mixed with Alioth’s tears.

The priest didn’t intervene, nor did he take advantage of the opportunity to attack, he just watched, with his smile still carved on his face.

"You..." the white-haired boy finally said, with his voice trembling with hatred. "Die!"

Saying those words, the three spirits he had created lunged at him.

Ifrit launched a stream of flas, Raiju launched himself trying to bite his leg, and Et threw a punch at his face.

With a quick movent, the priest extended his hand that had once been destroyed by Raiju, and from it shot a vibrant golden and silver light.

"Do you know the law of destructive frequency?" the priest asked with a smile.

As he did, Ifrit’s flas dispersed, Raiju’s body burst, and Et’s arm decomposed.

That vibrant light had completely destroyed the attacks.

However, the offensive didn’t stop there, Et threw another blow with his other arm, while Ifrit created an ascending column of flas where the priest stood.

"I suppose you’ll know that everything is composed of [arkhe] or commonly called [spirits]," the priest continued as he took a step forward to avoid the column of flas and crouched to dodge Et’s attack.

The man took a few more steps to position himself beside the golem, who turned quickly trying to hit the old man with his forearm.

"Well you see, arkhe has a frequency, it’s what we call spiritual frequency," the priest continued, crouching again to dodge the blow, and taking a step forward to get closer to Et.

The priest’s fingers glowed with golden and silver colors as he made a descending gesture, cutting the first rune on Et’s chest.

Upon doing so, the Golem crumbled completely.

"Well, each frequency has its counterpart, and when two opposite frequencies collide they self-destruct," the man clarified, as Ifrit shot against him, like a projectile of flas.

He just extended the palm of his arm and materialized a keter box, opening the lid.

The spirit was swallowed by the lid which slamd shut, and began to shrink in size until it practically disappeared.

"You see, destructive frequency is an artificial wave that seeks to interfere with spiritual frequencies as if it were their opposite wave, basically it allows to destroy spirits or eliminate spirit magic," the priest finished, as he took a quick step toward Alioth and struck his head, making it accelerate toward the ground.

Alioth couldn’t even react, his face crashed against the ground, breaking his teeth and nose.

Not having orgone had its disadvantages.

"Well, it seems it’s over, a sha, I thought you could entertain a little more," he said as he smiled, and materialized a sword of golden and silver mosaics in his hand.

But before he could do anything else, the ceiling glowed red-hot, turning into magma and collapsing.

"It’s ti to end this!" a female voice then said.

Ard with a weapon that crystallizes a legend from another world, Nora landed in the laboratory.

Not all was lost.