Even without the corruption left by the Bleed, the tower had full access to the world energy of the Fringe. It empowered not only the elf, but also the nadion Set Ripha
wore.
The First Ruler of the Flas didn't have to worry about putting strain on Solus' life force anymore and could push the various pieces of the set to the limits of their current form.
nadion activated the Furies' Flight ability of her hamrs, clearing Spare Parts' flying path from the deep violet-cored elves. She used the Mouth to cast spells non-stop and the Hands to fuel them, drawing attention away from the escaping Librarian.
'I can't manifest the Pri Engine without revealing the tower's existence. Solus inwardly cursed. Yet don't worry, Ghar'mar, I'm right by your side every step of the way.' Powerful space-compressing arrays encompassed the area near the World Tree and kept Solus from Tower Warping. She could only dig her way through the ground with earth magic and keep the tower as close as possible to the elf.
Their lives were intertwined and what happened to one of them would reflect upon the other. The silver lining of that situation was that, thanks to the corruption spread by the Bleed, at close range the tower exerted absolute control over the world energy.
It made Solus and Spare Parts akin to dinsional mages and allowed them to manipulate the flow of Mogar's breath to their advantage just as the World Tree had done until a few seconds ago.
'Step one!' Solus activated the defensive protocols of the tower to conjure the Anvil of nadion around the Librarian's body.
The enchanted stone armor fused with Spare Parts' equipnt, boosting her physical abilities and further increasing her speed.
'Step two!" From below the ground, the tower kept growing in size and turning into its battle form.
'What about step three? The elf asked, feeling the Pri Engine moving just a few ters below her, humming with power.
"That's for when we get out of the space-compressing array. Solus replied. 'Keep moving and help weave a few spells.'
At the sa ti, Ripha covered their backs, fighting like a god of war.
She now had a body superior to the one she had in life and bloodline abilities that complented it to perfection. On top of that, with the Master Set fueled by the tower, she could tap into its true potential.
Thanks to the Ears, nadion perceived every attack and spell before they even started. Awakened and true mages relied on fusion magic while fighting, generating a mana flow
through their bodies that the Ears could track.
Ripha dodged physical attacks with minimal movents and Dominated the enemies' spells, turning them against each other. The artifact made it easy for her to find the focus points of mana and willpower even amid the chaos of battle.
The attention of the World Tree was too scattered all over the Fringe to resist Ripha's influence. Turning the Chroniclers into Puppets ensured their obedience but it also left the Yggdrasill to control his now-mindless drones one by one.
nadion, instead, could focus on the most powerful spells of the bunch and imbue them with the extra mana coming from the Hands. In its unsealed form, the Mouth kept. active the runes of the spells it stored once they were cast.
When weaving new spells, Ripha used those runes to shorten her cast ti by half. She harried Golems and elves ahead of Solus' path, drawing attention to herself and punishing those who dared ignore the Ruler of the Flas with a Davross hamr to the head.
'Don't fall for nadion's provocations! The World Tree's order resounded inside the Awakened elves' minds. 'She's just a diversion. Stop the traitor Ghar'mar Riverflow at all costs!'
Lith and Solus closed the distance separating them by the second, with the Tiamat's group nearing the space-compressing array and the Librarian attempting to escape its boundaries.
'We are running out of mana!' Tessa warned the others.
Even with one of her extra heads constantly using Invigoration, Chaos Annihilation consud a lot of energy. Keeping it active for more than one instant cost several tis more due to the stress the anti-Guardian spell put on its caster's body.
'Once we lose the Annihilations' protection, the World Tree is going to beat us to a pulp again and we can't hope for another miracle rescue. We need a plan, and fast!'
'I have a plan.' Lith threw caution to the wind and drew a deep breath as the others followed his lead. Just do as I do and ask no questions.'
Feathered wings blood from everyone's back, drawing in the world energy with astounding speed. The colored feathers split the world energy into its single components and turned them into their corresponding Cursed Elent.
Then, they reassembled the six Cursed Elents together and added a spark of the Tiamat's life force, generating Dread Flas.
'I really didn't want to share this, especially with Vastor, but at this point, I have no choice left. Lith thought in a corner of his mind to ensure that no one would hear it.
"This... This is perfection! The Master had no such care.
He experienced with his body, with his very life force and mana core how the perfect. balance between Cursed Elents was supposed to feel. How life and death could
harmonize with each other and coexist peacefully.
Not just Chaos and Decay, but also Zero, Cinder, Corruption, and Choke. They didn't fight over Lith's life force, quite the contrary. They protected it. The spark of life force was what allowed them to interact with each other without returning to their natural
state.
'Not quite.' Lith replied. 'Clench your teeth. This is going to hurt.'
The five people under the When All Are One array had seven heads each and all of them hurled a jet stream of Dread Flas. Thirty-five laser-like silvery cots streaked
through the air, destroying everything in their path.
One hit was enough to blast a Wood Golem into splinters and short-circuit its enchantnts, preventing it from regenerating. While the blue flas craved wanton destruction and aid to spread from one victim to another, Dread Flas moved with purpose and struck like a surgical tool.
They would focus on their target and unleash their power until there was nothing left.
The blazing silvery cots pierced through the incoming volley of Tower Tier spells, knocked down Golems, and disrupted the elven magical formations, opening a path out of the Yggdrasill's array field for Solus.
'What an amazing power! Why didn't we use your Dread Flas sooner?' Orion suddenly fell on his knees, coughing his lungs out.
He felt like his whole body had been cut to pieces and sewn back together with a rusty needle by a drunken tailor. If Orion and Vastor weren't standing on Lith's shoulder, they would have stumbled and curled on the ground in fetal position.
Tessa and Fyrwal fared no better, forcing the Tiamat to lift them from their waists and
carry them like luggage.
'Is that enough as an answer?' Lith replied, managing to endure the pain and push forward only thanks to the power of the Apprentice nadion Set.
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