CLANG!
The lightning-filled sword ca down at heavily mont with earth-shaking power, but it reached close; its montum began to lessen, but the Grimm already expected it and pushed hard and clashed against my spear.
The storm of lightning traveled toward my spear, and this ti, its journey was not unimpeded; thousands of red and black runes lit up across the spear, and they clashed against the lightning; by the ti lightning had reached , more thank of half of it had been destroyed.
'What a power,' I said in shock as the lightning covered ; the violet lightning was really sothing; it wanted to lt but, at the sa ti, drill inside .
A fraction of a second after it had covered, my armor had turned vicious once again and sucked all the lightning of bloodline energy, while at the sa ti, I swung my spear toward it.
I have a huge change in my inheritance; I have my strengths made even stronger and created asures against my weaknesses.
I could now swallow the energy much faster rate; it is not just swallowing that faster but breaking and processing it before sending it to my runes has also beco faster. As for my weakness, that slow field was the answer to that; it swallows up the montum of the physical attacks.
It was inspired by the swallowing field that I used to have a few years ago; the field was ters in diater, while this one is a bare few inches, but which is more than enough.
CLANG CLANG CLANG
Its halberd begins to clash against my spear at lightning-fast speed; each attack would be faster and stronger. At every attack, I will be swallowed by a threatening amount of lightning, which I would swallow back in a fraction of a second.
Seconds passed and turned minutes and minutes into two; three minutes have passed, and it continued to shower with this storm of lightning when suddenly the formations inside roared in power; as in a storm of battle, a gentle whisper of strange energy ca flowing, unabated by the shockwaves before hitting .
It was the strongest beguiling attack I had been hit during the battle, and I was not the only one; it also got hit by it.
Its deep violet eye beca hazy, clearly affected, but not enough to lose itself. I could see in its gaze that it is very much in control; its continued attack is proof of that.
It continued with the attack for seven seconds, and in the seven seconds, all the effects vanished, and its one beca normal as it looked at with complete focus.
"This place is too dangerous; we can't just fight it forever," It said, not only to but to himself. "I had said to you before it is better we do not fight; it is not safe in this place," I said, to which it nodded.
"You are right, but killing you is important, and that is a risk I am willing to take," it said, and I couldn't help but smile hearing that.
"You think you could?" I asked. "You are not even able to injure till now and thinking of killing ; you are really sothing," I said, and Bearman glowered at like never before.
BOOOM!
"You will see that within a minute, I will have your head in my hands," it said with a toothed laugh, and the aura burst out; the aura so powerful that I felt like it was pushing , and I nearly lifted my leg to take a step back from the strong force of compulsion present in its.
The aura that was released was thick as blood; it covered its whole body before flying up and gathered, where it had transford into the most realistic bloodline phantom I had ever seen.
I did not even look at the eyes, but I felt a strong compulsion to bow to them. If I had the weak will, I might have done that, but I stayed on my spot, and the phantom disappeared back into its body, consolidating its strength, that nearly forced to bring out my sword, but I controlled that urge and gripped my spear tighter.
"Now, you die!" It said, and suddenly everything was cold.
The Violet Eyed Bearman Tribe could use any elent; as long as they awaken their bloodline, they gain domain over elents. Most Bearman tried to focus on one or two elents, while this one seed to have focused on three and had really good mastery over them from what I had seen.
"Arena of Violet Frost!" It shouted, and imdiately, I felt the surrounding around changing.
The frosted lava-destroyed forest vanished, and what appeared to be a grand arena, I felt suppressed. It suppresses every cell of mine, but it is not the most dangerous aspect of it.
The most dangerous aspect of it is complete elental authority; I could feel it, and the only domains that are called realized domains are the reason why it could make it so elaborate.
I wanted to summon mine, but I resisted that urge.
"A realized domain; it is pretty good," I said as I looked around; I had co across many domains, but those were just regular domains; not a single one had been a realized domain like this one. Though I have co across so copies, those were just copies, and this is a real deal.
"What you see is just a surface; you can't imagine the power of my domain," it said, and it ca at . In the domain, its speed and power had reached a completely different level, and if I did not bring out mine this very instant, then I would pay the price with my death.
First Burst Second Burst Third Burst
Millions of runes lit up inside as I activated all three of my boosts and began to pour the power; it is not just the power of the inheritance energy that begins to pour out but mixed within its internal energy.
I have activated the boosts multiple tis inside the safe zone to get used to it, but even now, I couldn't get used to this massive power; it was very hard.
It took all my willpower not to moan as this power-filled every part of .
"Die, you bastard!" It shouted as it appeared in front of in an instant and swung its halberd, which seed to be gathering the frost energy present in its tip as it ca at , while at the sa ti, icy ropes ca down from the ground and begin to climb over .
'Spikes,' I muttered, and formation lit up; with it, I stopped worrying about the icy binding and attacked the bastard, and for the first ti in the battle, I used the mountain cleaving style.
The Grimm is right; I only scratched the surface as I made a move, and the suppression on began to increase rapidly.
The suppression here had reached such power that High-Grandmasters would explode into the shower of blood and gore, with no power to defend against it.
Reviews
All reviews (0)