When Plague Reaper entered Fu Cathedral, he used his aura to bend the Fu Statues to his will and make everyone else tremble in fear.
The reaction was more than expressive - the monsters were cornered and Lero vomited, unable to withstand the pressure coming from this monster.
But, now that Plague Reaper found himself in a battle against Fu Throne, he had to find a way to stop the snow-white swords woven from dense energy.
There were many ways to do this: dodge, block, or destroy targets. Plague Reaper decided to choose a unique and universal option that would not have worked in any other situation.
Since the six snow-white swords were controlled by the Fu Throne's aura rather than energy, they could be affected by the enemy's aura even though they were made of energy.
Sure, even the most powerful aura can't stop an energy source, but if Plague Reaper blocks or suppresses the Fu Throne's aura, the energy will simply dissipate, because the source that controls it will be gone.
In order to do sothing like that, one needed to have a really powerful aura, and Plague Reaper definitely had no problem with that.
Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.
The empty space between Plague Reaper's palm and the white sword trembled slightly, sending ripples into the air, then a ghostly black fla began to emanate from Plague Reaper, growing larger with every second.
"Shit. Activate your auras if you don't want to pass out!" Adam said confidently before activating his The Will.
At the sa mont, everyone had to show who was at what level. Sure, most K1-Phantoms didn't know how to use their auras properly, usually they were only trained when they moved up to K2-Level.
However, everyone here was pretty strong K1-Phantoms, and definitely not only Adam knew how to use The Will. At least he hoped so.
"What? But... I don't know how to do that!" Lero exclaid in panic, it was obvious by the look in his eyes that this was an impossible task for him.
Erla quickly turned her head from side to side as if trying to find soone who could help her.
"Damn, you two don't know how to use aura?" Adam uttered, realizing the severity of the problem.
Lero and Erla looked guiltily at Adam, they realized that their lack of skill was endangering all their lives.
Suddenly, a golden glow appeared over Oskar, and a transparent massive sword that was his First Stage Spirit ford over his head.
"Agh, it looks like we have no choice but to resist his aura. Erla, Lero, get behind us. Our auras will be able to protect you." Oskar bit his lip and clenched his fists tightly, "I hope so..."
Erla and Lero glanced over before quickly hiding behind Oskar, whose aura seed truly powerful to them.
Then, they were joined by another Spirit that looked like a massive green seed from which roots were actively growing.
"Well, well, looks like soone didn't spend enough ti practicing and couldn't reach the next stage, right?" Adam said with slight irony in his voice.
Katrin frowned but didn't answer anything. She stood next to Oskar and in front of Lero, letting him handle this crisis behind her.
Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.
Plague Reaper's aura began to intensify dramatically, spreading around and engulfing the snow-white sword that hovered in front of his palm. The invisible defenses around the sword began to shake vigorously until Fu Throne's aura weakened so much that it could no longer hold the energy in the sword.
The dark aura like death itself engulfed the sword, completely breaking it and causing the energy to dissipate, but Fu Throne still had five swords that actively began to rotate.
Fu Throne was not going to hold back anymore and was going to unleash its full power on Plague Reaper in one attack, but Plague Reaper was not going to restrain himself either.
His aura that covered him like black flas rushed upwards, transforming into a skull with a crazed gaze and an insidious grin.
Auras couldn't make sounds, much less speak, but the movent of this skull made it seem as if it was laughing, with savage pleasure and genuine cruelty.
The Plague Reaper's aura expanded dramatically at that mont, engulfing everything around it: the remaining five swords, the monsters, and the Phantoms.
Adam's pupils narrowed as he released his aura, imdiately summoning a second-stage Spirit. He hoped it would be enough to keep Plague Reaper's aura from destroying them.
Step. Step. Step.
Behind them, there were sounds, hurried and panic-filled. Adam turned around and saw that the monsters that had been hiding in the dark corners were coming toward them.
Strangely enough, the monsters were not going to attack them. In this situation, they looked more like frightened animals than intimidating monsters.
This wasn't surprising, because compared to them or the other creatures near Fu Cathedral, only the one who sat on the Fu Throne, only Plague Reaper could proudly bear the title of monster.
'Hah, those bastards. Decided to use our auras to defend against Plague Reaper? Well, we don't have the ti or ability to fight them, so we'll just have to ignore them. Damn, what kind of situation is this anyway?' Adam frowned, maintaining control of his Spirit.
Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.
The five white swords were actively trembling, unable to resist Plague Reaper's aura, so... at Fu Throne's will, all five swords began to rge into one, becoming a huge, two-handed sword.
In so ways, this sword was similar to Oskar's one, but it was much larger and looked majestic. Energy streams ran along its blade, and white flas emanated from the hilt. The aura field around the sword beca much more powerful, pushing away Plague Reaper's aura despite its eerie nature.
Tremble.
At the sa ti, Plague Reaper's aura reached Adam and the others. Oskar, Katrin, and Adam's auras were strong enough to contain the black flas in front of them, but sothing was bothering Adam.
'Hmm... His aura seems to convey his very essence, moreover, this skull... is it his second stage Spirit or... is it only a first stage one?' Adam frowned heavily.
Plague Reaper's black aura couldn't suppress their auras, but that didn't stop the black flas coming from the skull from gradually destroying their auras like a plague.
It was only tiny particles, white, gold, and green, slowly falling to the ground before turning into nothing.
Plague Reaper frowned slightly.
He felt that this huge sword could actually beco a threat to him. For a mont, his gaze traveled towards the coffin embedded in the ground next to the throne, but... Plague Reaper quickly abandoned that idea.
Instead of using other ans, he just waved his hand carelessly and yawned widely, as if bored.
Then, Plague Reaper stretched his hand forward, giving a command to Skull, his aura.
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The skull grinned widely and actively shuddered, transforming into sothing completely new. Dark flas began to form a long tattered cloak covering the tall silhouette.
The arms and legs of the tall silhouette were completely hidden, but in the silhouette's hands was a massive scythe with a curved blade, so... from beneath the cloak could be seen bone fingers like those of death itself.
Adam's eyes went wide as a thick black wave of aura ca from Plague Reaper's Spirit, more like a wave of plague coming at the will of the end.
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