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Rumble!
The Amazonian audience watched in awe as the clear daylight sky transford into a canvas of gray clouds near Eren. Grimdawn maintained his steady position in midair with the assistance of his Fusion Wings.
These clouds, unmistakably of manmade origins, appeared out of thin air and hung ominously low. Eren's elental attainnts were at work, causing this extraordinary phenonon to manifest in the surroundings. Within seconds, the once-gray clouds morphed into a deep, inky black hue, accompanied by rumbling sounds and vibrant arcs of purple and red lightning. The intensity of the clouds, the deafening rumbling, and the crackling lightning indicated the imnse concentration of elental mana within.
As the black clouds gathered, the spatial fabric surrounding them intermittently distorted, influenced by the electrifying streaks of lightning. It beca evident that this was not a re spell but an expression of Eren's raw emotions and his profound mastery of various elental origins.
The four Matriarchs, esteed leaders of the Amazonians, stood in disbelief as they witnessed this unprecedented display. While they were aware that a few exceptional Rankers like Eren possessed profound elental attainnts capable of causing such phenona, they were taken aback by the sheer breadth of Eren's manifestations. From wind and water to lightning and space elents, Eren's Individuality seed to encompass an entire spectrum of elental powers.
"This guy… how did he reach the Expert rank at such a young age when his ranking path is this broad?" Isadora asked herself as she stared in Eren's direction with disbelief written in her eyes. Valeria, sharing Isadora's disbelief, comnted further. "This man will be unstoppable in the land of Anfang if he ever becos a Sage with such an Individuality." one could tell that other Matriarchs agreed with Valeria's prediction as well.
The once-bright sacred ground was cast into shadow by the foreboding black clouds, defying the daylight. With each rumble and lightning strike, the battlefield transford, bathing in an ethereal glow of purple and red hues. These vibrant shades replaced the sun's rays, creating an otherworldly twilight ambiance. Eren, with his Fusion Wings intermittently flapping, effortlessly maintaining his midair position amidst the phenonon, resembled a celestial being radiating a faint light—a guiding star within the twilight zone.
As the Amazonian warriors and civilians bore witness to Eren's Individuality unleashed, a shiver ran through their bodies. They could sense Eren's overwhelming killing intent embedded within the manifestation. It was as if his suppressed wrath yearned to break free. Despite the thunderous cacophony, the crowd caught the faint sound of Eren's broken arms nding, the bones cracking back into place through the power of his healing ability, Instant Reset.
Their eyes fixed on Eren as he retrieved a peculiar weapon—a Labrys—a double-headed axe. Even from a distance, the crowd could discern a chilling glint in Eren's eyes, a glimr that sent a chill down their spines. It was as though their very souls recognized that Eren was no longer content with Galen's actions.
In his previous brutal encounter with Callista, Eren had held back and displayed no malice in his attacks, seeking to swiftly end the duel. He had warned Galen that he could not restrain himself due to the latter's power level.
Thus, the butcher bore no responsibility for the consequences Galen faced. However, Galen's actions reeked of personal vendetta against him, seemingly ignoring the prospect of business relationship between the two communities in the heat of the battle. Now, Eren had no choice but to respond to Galen's challenge by unleashing the full force of his Individuality– sothing he hadn't done in a long while.
Blitz. Rumble. Swoosh.
The air crackled with electricity as lightning streaked across the blackened sky, blossoming into vibrant arcs of purple and red. A heavy downpour seed imminent, a testant to the trendous elental manifestations maintained by Eren subconsciously.
Yet, before the rain could fall, Eren sprang into action. In a blink, the entire spectacle vanished, leaving nothing but an eerie illusion. And with the disappearance of the phenonon, Eren himself seed to have erased his existence from reality as well.
Galen, his expression wrought with distress, was caught off guard when Eren materialized behind him, severing two of his upper arms from their base with a swift and unseen strike. A cry of agony escaped Galen's lips as pain coursed through his body, rendering him unable to perceive or counter the attack. Before Galen could retaliate, Eren vanished once more, reappearing directly above Ertaur's head as the formidable Red Lightning Bull charged toward Nova, Galen's trusted companion. It was as if Eren and Ertaur were casting Red Bull Rush in conjunction as the arcs of red lightning surrounded them, crackling with deadly intentions.
A surge of fear jolted Galen's heart as he witnessed Eren closing in on his beloved beast. For the first ti, he felt the weight of losing Nova bearing down on him. Driven by desperation, Galen scread and lunged toward Eren, propelled by a movent spell.
However, his path was intercepted by a sudden ergence of Firesnakes, materializing out of thin air. These colossal serpents, their bodies composed of fiery orange and chilling azure blue mana, represented Eren's diverse Aspects of the fire elent.
The orange snakes exuded scorching heat, capable of lting Galen's flesh, while the blue ones emanated an icy aura that could freeze flesh on contact. Both sets of snakes bore unique elental runes on their mana bodies, intertwining their movents with calculated precision as they fiercely attacked Galen, preventing him from impeding Eren's progress.
To Galen's surprise, the opposing temperatures radiated by the orange and blue snakes did not neutralize each other. Instead, they affected his body separately, inflicting both burning and freezing sensations simultaneously. Burn marks and cold patches adorned Galen's flesh, a painful testant to the snakes' relentless assault.
Though Galen swiftly dispatched the first pair of snakes with his Axe Arts, he found himself entangled in a rciless dance with the remaining serpents. They coiled around his limbs, biting and hindering his movents with relentless determination.
Overwheld by pain and frustration, Galen's gaze shifted between Eren's attack on Nova and Ertaur's lightning strikes, their combined onslaught leaving the Ironskin bear defenseless.
It seed Eren had figured out Galen's weakness. He refused to let Galen and his Beast Companion launch their combined attacks on him once again. The butcher wanted to attack his enemy where it would hurt the most.
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