"Curse you!"
Montgory shouted angrily and slamd his palm on the ground.
A beautiful, six-pointed magic circle appeared below his feet, glowing with a soft blue light. It looked like a portal to another world.
At that mont, six weapons rose from the magic circle—one of them was a sharp spear, while the others were a sword, bow, axe, staff, and dagger.
Montgory snapped his fingers with a loud crack, and the weapons stabbed into the ground around Beowulf in a perfect circle.
And then, the weapons started glowing in beautiful, holy gold light that illuminated the night, and then, six golden chains shot out from the weapons and wrapped around Beowulf's body, binding him in place.
"Six Circle Magic, Cruciatus!"
Beowulf tried to rip the chains with his physical strength, but imdiately realized that it was impossible to do so.
'My magic is being drained.'
Beowulf felt his mana pool depleting at an insane speed.
'Montgory is trying to seal my magic.' Beowulf thought with a frown on his brows.
"Ngh…"
As Montgory was trying to seal his magic, he felt a surge of magical power building up inside Beowulf that was threatening to spill out.
'Just how big is his mana pool?' Montgory wondered in shock and had to cover his mouth; otherwise, he would've thrown up.
His sealing magic worked in strange ways.
In simple terms, he was "drinking" the mana pool, and when he used his sealing magic on his prisoners, he was often left satisfied, as if he had just drunk water to get rid of his thirst.
However, now, for the first ti ever, he felt like vomiting, as if he had drank too much water too quickly.
And, yet, he didn't think he was even ten percent done sealing!
"Well, try to seal away." Beowulf said with a smirk and injected so of his magic power into the sealing weapons that were circling him.
"Ptui!" Montgory's mouth burst open, and he threw up his dinner all over the ground.
Then he fell down on his knees and coughed violently.
However, he was unable to stop throwing up and coughing as he felt like he was constantly drinking water from the endless ocean.
With no other choice, he quickly snapped his fingers and made the sealing weapons vanish into thin air.
Beowulf watched as the chains made out of golden light disappeared, and then he laughed.
"Was my magic too much to handle?"
"Ptui!" Montgory spat sothing out of his mouth and then wiped his mouth with an angry frown.
'What a monster! I don't think I even managed to seal twenty percent! Just how big is his mana pool?'
Beowulf pointed his finger at Montgory, and a bright, purple light exploded from it, engulfing Montgory in a blinding flash.
Montgory quickly created an armor of golden light around his body and stood his guard with fierce determination.
At that mont, they both heard explosions rocking the do that was protecting the docks.
As they turned to look where the explosions ca from, they saw many gold-cloaked magicians launching their magic attacks at the do.
Their faces looked angry, beyond belief.
"I suppose the church found out the culprit." Montgory laughed mockingly. "They tracked you here and will do anything in their power to kill you because you hurt the Divine Serpent."
"Oh, cry a river." Beowulf shot a beam of energy from his finger, and it went straight through Montgory like a sword made out of air that was unable to hurt anything.
Montgory's eyes bulged wide, but he was surprised to find out that the attack didn't hurt him.
He looked at the beam of purple energy that was going through his body, and realized he was unscathed. It was as if it were simply made out of air.
At that mont, Beowulf snapped his fingers loudly, and the beam of purple energy started crackling like lightning.
Before Montgory was able to react, he was electrified, and his skin turned burned-black in an instant. Black smoke rose out of his mouth, and his eyes looked lifeless as he fell to the ground.
Beowulf reeled in his arm and threw a punch at burned Montgory that created a powerful wind current that crashed into Montgory and cracked several of his bones.
At that mont, Montgory's eyes opened wide, and his body started glowing brilliantly.
His burned skin peeled off, revealing brand-new smooth skin from underneath, and in just a few seconds, he was again uninjured and stronger than ever before.
"Argh!" Montgory let out a triumphant roar and jumped back to his feet.
As Beowulf moved his hands into a defensive stance, Montgory clapped his hands rhythmically, and an enormous sword appeared in the skies above him that was the size of a skyscraper.
Montgory swiped his hand down, and the sword ca crashing down towards Beowulf with incredible force.
Beowulf crossed his arms above his head, and then the sword crashed down at him and buried him deep in the ground, while the rest of the dock collapsed under the weight of the impact.
The water churned and spilled over to the surrounding area, flooding the entire dock.
In the depths of the ground, Beowulf continued blocking the enormous sword with his magic vambraces that were protecting his arms.
Still, even after being struck by such a powerful attack, Beowulf looked calm, and at that mont, he moved his right arm and pointed his hand—shaped like a gun with two of his fingers acting as a barrel—in front of him.
"Bang."
After using his thumb as the trigger, a powerful laser shot out from two of his fingers, smashed through the ground without any effort, and after it flew out of the ground, it went straight through Montgory's chest, leaving behind a gaping hole.
"Ah!" Montgory couldn't breathe as insane pain assaulted him.
Even while buried in the ground, Beowulf was sohow able to pinpoint his exact location to attack him!
'H-he is able to trace my magic power so accurately?'
Montgory fell to his knees with shock plastered across his face.
After being surprised so many tis already, Beowulf was sohow able to shock him even further.
'How could soone like him be able to hide himself for so long?'
Montgory wondered in shock.
'He is definitely not part of the church, as he attacked Divine Serpent. He is definitely a sinner—one of the worst kinds to ever live!
'I thought I could use Divine Serpent as bait, forcing this bastard to kneel and start praying while I finish him off, but I was wrong in my first assumption.
'He is not part of the Black Hand or the Church, so what is he part of?! What kind of organization gave birth to this monster?'
Crack!
At that mont, the enormous sword cracked and shattered into millions of tiny pieces.
As the tiny pieces of the sword's blade were about to fall to the ground, they suddenly turned into millions of flesh-eating butterflies and rushed at Montgory with terrifying speed.
Montgory quickly made several hand signs with both of his hands and then summoned four pillars from the ground that created a square barrier around the flying butterflies.
As the four pillars glowed with otherworldly light, a barrier soon erged out of nowhere and surrounded the butterflies, trapping them inside.
"Incineration Chamber!"
Montgory put his hands together, then created a small gap between the hands, and then blew air out of his mouth.
As the air flew between his hands, which were almost touching, a flicker of fla erged from the gap and landed gently on the barrier.
In that sa instant, the interior of the barrier erupted into a fiery inferno that burned all the butterflies into nothingness.
"Hmph." Montgory turned to the do and was surprised to see that the holy magicians were still unable to break through it.
He was more than aware of their insane strength, and as the do was still not down, it made him even more impressed with Beowulf's strength.
And then he looked down at his chest, which had a gaping hole, and saw it slowly regenerate till the hole was gone and he was again back in full health.
Boom!
At that mont, Beowulf leaped out of the ground and saw that the water had almost fully flooded the dock. There wasn't much dry patch left.
'I am starting to feel sleepy, and I still have to et Casper tomorrow, so I would rather not be tired for the eting.'
Beowulf turned to Montgory and clenched his hand into a fist.
'Ti to end this. I put this do up so that we wouldn't interrupt the citizens with our loud noises, but those gold-
cloaked magicians are making lots of noise outside the do.
'They've done an impressive amount of damage to the do, but it would take about ten more minutes for them to break through.
'I'll end the fight before that and go to sleep.'
Beowulf put his hands together and closed his eyes gently.
At that mont, a figure rose from the water below him and towered over Beowulf and everyone else.
As the figure was finally standing on its feet, it was nearly 100 ters tall with purple skin and 100 arms extended in all directions.
It looked like a divine being from another world.
"W-what the hell is that?" Montgory whispered in shock.
Beowulf smiled and said.
"Lord Parashwara."
Reviews
All reviews (0)