"...!"
Ota imdiately sensed the approaching surge of Magic Power posed a threat to him.
It was firepower capable of taking down a Level 7, magic that could defeat him.
The city’s people had always talked about the monster rookie from the Loki Clan, who possessed a Level 7 equivalent magical firepower even when only at Level 5, sothing Ota was aware of.
It was not until this mont that Ota truly felt the strength of this magical ability.
And this also made Ota realize that he had previously ignored this extrely important capability.
"I thought soone of your level of combat skill should be a powerful swordsman, now I see I was wrong."
The boar martial artist, gripping the hilt of his greatsword with both hands, spoke in a deep voice.
"Your magic power is not inferior to your swordsmanship, deserving of praise."
Speaking in such a low tone, Ota for the first ti assud an offensive stance, channeling power into his hands.
"[Shoot, Fairy Archer.]"
"[Pierce, Guaranteed Hit Arrow.]"
Seeing this, Reiger continued to chant the remaining incantation unflinchingly, releasing the magic.
"[Arc-shaped Beam]!"
A massive flash surged forward like a flood, appearing instantaneously.
The flash turned into a beam of light, carving into the ground as it evaporated the air, filling all of Ota’s vision as it blasted towards him, seemingly wanting to pierce through the entire 9th floor of the underground city.
Before this enormous flash, even the boar man’s proud gigantic body looked diminutive, like rubble about to be swallowed by a torrent of light.
Yet this rubble let out a roar.
"Roarrrrrrrrrr...!"
Ota’s battle cry resounded powerfully enough to shake the entire maze, a sound beyond what a human could produce, more akin to a demonic boar’s skyward bellow.
Then, turning into a battle demon, the boar man slashed his greatsword into the torrent of light rushing towards him, swinging his sword at the beam.
"Boom!!!"
Instantly, a thunderous roar transford into a cataclysmic boom that filled this battleground.
The torrent of light clashed with the boar martial artist’s greatsword, exploding like a violent collision. The resulting shockwave swept in all directions, stirring up dust, cracking walls, floors, and even the ceiling, shattering them on the spot.
"---"
Ais and Bert, who were rushing this way, were once again halted by the explosive gust, completely unable to intervene in this conflict, leaving the expressionless face of the girl showing faint anxiety, while the young werewolf with a twisted face cursed aloud.
In the end, Ota, clashing with the oncoming torrent of light, was finally repelled for the first ti, as if blown back by the explosion, skidding across the ground to crash against the wall behind him, shattering it to pieces.
"Bang!"
With a crisp cracking sound, the greatsword in Ota’s hand was also rendered unusable.
The first-rate armant was shattered in just one clash, leaving only a scattering of blade fragnts, with the hilt in Ota’s hand also reduced to dust.
The armor on Ota was scorched by the astonishing magical firepower, either shattered or cracked, making his image appear quite battered.
"—Impressive."
Despite all this, the boar martial artist briskly pulled himself from the wall fragnts behind him, disregarding the debris falling from his body, not caring about his appearance or the nearly destroyed armor, standing erect without changing his tone.
Yes.
He had endured it.
Facing a magical bombardnt capable of taking down Level 7, the city’s strongest endured it with just a sword.
This nightmarish spectacle left Ais and Bert speechless, unable to approach due to the explosive wind.
However, Reiger, who continued rushing towards Ota, with his form turned into a stream of light, remained unfazed, as if the previous move was just a re display to heat up the field, incredibly starting to chant once more.
"[On of the End, Gleaming White Snow.]"
As this incantation echoed, not only did Ais and Bert widen their eyes, but even Ota reacted intensely.
Because no one expected that after releasing such magical firepower, Reiger would chant another spell of even higher caliber.
[Arc-shaped Beam] was ultimately a short-chant single-shot magic. Its displayed firepower was solely due to Reiger’s exceptionally high "Magic Power" parater and the overwhelming "Magic Guide" and "Magic Chant" developnt abilities.
But at this mont, Reiger was chanting a genuine wide-range annihilation magic, and a long-chant at that.
Ota simply couldn’t ignore this magic.
As the leader of a faction opposing the Loki Clan, Ota well understood the power of this magic and who originally wielded it.
It was a magic possessed by the city’s strongest magic guide.
"You won’t succeed!"
Ota no longer stood idly by, watching the magic take form, his massive body stomping the ground, leaping up high, heading towards Reiger’s direction.
In midair, Ota also pulled out a greatsword from the shattered wall.
It was a weapon blown away in the fierce battle, originally planted on the ground by Ota and now lodged in the wall, casually pulled out by him.
The boar martial artist drew a semi-circular arc in the air, striking toward Reiger with the greatsword.
"Clang!!!"
In the resounding clash of swords, the massive greatsword, weighing as if a mountain of blades, was deflected aside.
Reiger, with his form of light, wielded his sword-bearing hand forcefully, deflecting the city’s strongest adventurer’s all-out attack.
The impact force imdiately burst out in all directions, transforming into a storm, telling others just how heavy Ota’s strike was.
But Reiger, whose eyes glead with a transparent luster, succeeded in using a deflecting approach, targeting the weak point of this blow. With the back of the blade of his great sword, he swung against it, neutralizing the powerful slash.
"......!"
Ota’s pupils contracted.
Not only because Reiger deflected his assured strike but also because of his subsequent chant.
"[Faced with dusk, let the whirlwind rise. Sealed light, frozen earth. Blowing snow across the sky, third severe winter—I am Alf.]"
This was chanting at a speed akin to reciting ancient texts.
The skilled chanting technique known as "high-speed chanting" was employed by the boy who deflected the mountain of swords, releasing the magic in an extrely short ti.
"[Frenzied Fimbul Winter]!"
The magic circle beneath Reiger’s feet instantly transford from a rich golden color to erald green.
Then, three blizzards appeared.
"Boom!"
Amidst the roaring sound, the blizzard first struck Ota, engulfing him, then continued to blow forward, causing the temperature in the entire maze to drop rapidly.
"Crack, crack, crack...!"
In the tooth-aching sound of freezing, the dilapidated maze corridors were completely engulfed by the blowing blizzard, freezing visibly at an astonishing speed.
"Ugh...!"
"That bastard! Did he forget we’re here too...!?"
Ais and Bert were once again caught up in the attack, scared by the ice magic with its ridiculously large range, and they both leapt and retreated violently, distancing themselves from the oncoming blizzard.
The three snow blasts froze the entire maze corridor, froze countless debris, and froze the entire maze in everyone’s view, turning the surroundings into an icy wasteland.
In front of this ice magic that could rival nature’s blizzards, even the "strongest in the city" seed powerless, leaving Ota’s ice-frozen figure appearing in the icy wilderness.
"[Proud warriors, archers of the forest. The raider approaches ahead, take up your bows. Respond to the voices of comrades, draw the arrow, ignite the fla——]"
At this mont, Reiger was still chanting.
Fast chanting.
Rapid chanting.
As if to completely annihilate the enemy, the rciless and cold chanting echoed in the icy wilderness.
"Hey! You bastard...!"
Seeing this scene, even soone as wild as Bert couldn’t help but speak up.
"Wait..."
Ais was also ready to stop Reiger.
If the leader of the Freyja Clan was killed here, it would not be a joke; the originally hostile two major clans would definitely start a full-scale war, turning Orario into a battlefield.
This was sothing nobody wanted to see.
Neither Ais nor Bert knew that the outco was far from decided.
Only Reiger, whose eyes glowed with transparent light, understood that the enemy had not yet lost, not yet been defeated.
"Crack..."
A sudden sound of cracking rang out, heralding the enemy’s counterattack.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
The ice that froze the boar martial artist started cracking, with more and more cracks appearing, faster and faster.
By the ti Reiger’s magic chant was almost complete, the enemy had successfully freed themselves.
"Boom!"
He shattered the ice that bound him, with ice shards and blowing snow all over him, issuing another battle cry.
"Roarrrrrrrr...!"
The imposing "Hero" roared.
The "King," who sounded the horn, howled in rage.
Like a berserk boar, the boar charged, fiercely shattering the ground beneath and, in the storm of splintered stones, rushed towards Reiger, slashing out with a sword.
"Clang!!!"
The loud sound of clashing swords imdiately erupted, as the crystal longsword collided heavily with the broad great sword.
Reiger was still swinging his sword, blocking this powerful blow.
But this ti, the slash was so powerful that Reiger was directly blasted away like a projectile, flying backward.
"[Simultaneous Fire Spear]!"
Maintaining the posture of being blasted away, Reiger released the prepared magic.
The erald green magic circle instantly turned fiery red, causing a fiery rain to fall from the sky, covering the entire battlefield.
"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom——!"
The ninth level of the underground city finally shook completely.
It was as if the underground city was wailing.
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