’I can’t let this go on.’
Ariel thought as she made her way to Alan’s unconscious body, hunched over in her domain. She, along with Lanesha had stepped at the mont the dreadful beam of pure chaos was unleashed once again.
’Kulak...’
She had tried to hide Alan’s truth from her son, but all her attempts were useless. The precautions she had taken were nothing in front of her son. Had she underestimated his abilities?
But even then, why was he allowing this? She wasn’t sure. Nonetheless, she had to help Alan.
He couldn’t take that calamity on, not without help. Even Liorathen’s bloodline had woken up to combat him. Alan couldn’t do this.
He couldn’t go against the only being that gained the titles of [God Slayer], and [Dragon Slayer], no matter what version he was.
She approached Alan’s hunched body, he was on the verge of waking up. Liorathen’s blood truly was great, to recover his body from such a state. Nonetheless, the sa would repeat as many tis as it needed for her blood to dry out and for Alan to finally die.
’Should I give it to him now?’
For a mont, she hesitated as she retracted her hand. An uncountable number of thoughts appeared in her mind, questions, hesitations, and even fearful contemplations as she gritted her teeth.
’Family is always first.’
A red energy materialized in her hand, shrouded in an outline of black, as she extended it to Alan, inches away from his body.
But he moved, without any help in her domain, before she could even impart any power to him and Ariel’s eyes widened in shock as Alan woke up, a fire in his eyes and escaped her realm without even knowing he was there.
His subconscious had opened a rift which lead him right to where he was, he broke away from her domain and ran at him like a feral dog.
His scales barely covered his fists, his transformation was underway, but he didn’t let it stop him. His feet dug into the purple miasma, which tried to stick to him, keeping him rooted in place, but it was hopeless in front of his strength.
His mana left behind white ice that spread over the ground, fighting against the purple miasma with more strength than before.
It was holding its ground now. Alan, with barely any of his draconic scales erging on his face, locked eyes with the god in the sky, and manifested a small ball of frost mana in his hand, throwing it towards him.
It collided with an invisible barrier of energy, and exploded into a cloud of white mist. Alan jumped, as a glacier erged beneath him, and pulled his fist back.
The chaotic god saw a fist erge from the white mist, break his barrier apart, and land on his face. Ariel saw it from her domain, Lanesha saw it from her cold throne, and the Black Sun witnessed it.
Blood escaped the God’s lips, as its robust neck turned back to deal with the blow. He turned his eyes, staring at the bastard that had just punched it.
He saw the face of a human slowly turning into a Draconian, Diamonds for eyes, and will unlike any other facing him. Not shying away from the bottomless depths of his eyes.
Alan grit his teeth, as he grabbed the forearms of the Shadow and tilted his body, his head went down, and his legs went up, both of his feet collided with the chin of the Shadow, who coughed up more blood as the circles around his body started to spin, emanating terrifying amounts of energy.
Alan pulled him down, and grabbed his serrated tail with his own. It pierced into his own tail, but he didn’t care about it, as he threw the shadow the sa distance it had thrown him.
[Skill: Glacial Collapse has been used(100x).]
[Skill: Ice Age has been used.]
His white ice erged from the ground, tearing the black sand and the purple miasma apart as it began its own battle. A battle of the elents ensued on the ground as Alan unfurled his wings and rose high into the skies!
The Shadow rose from the black sand, thousands of grains stuck in its face, in the gaps of it’s damaged scales as others glided smoothly off it’s body. He roared, and stared at the figure in the sky.
Alan raised both of his arms towards the sky, and exerted all of his force to pull down two massive cubes, the size of a football field.
[Skill: Supre teor has been used.]
[Skill: Supre teor has been used.]
A rope made of light-purple mana bound his arms to the teors, gravitational mana surged as Alan spun in the air, throwing one after the other.
The Shadow silently rose up, unfurling its wings and flying up with the speed of a jet to combat the teors raining down. It raised it’s left hand and punched through the first Supre teor, scattering it into thousands of pieces of ruined debris.
With its right, it unleashed a circle of purple energy that split the other in half, making it so he could see the bastard that punched it right in the eye.
But sothing was wrong, he was smiling. The man in the sky was smiling.
Alan manifested two more ropes of gravitational energy and held each with one hand, as their ends stuck to the two halves of his Supre teor, and then, with nothing but sheer strength and the little bit of gravitational mana he had left, he pulled them together, squishing the Shadow within.
A light purple hue, different from the one that the Shadow released, overtook the area as the debris began to float, creating a gravitational field unlike any other.
Blood trickled down Alan’s nose, escaped his eyes as multiple blood vessels inside his body exploded from the sheer display of strength as he wasn’t finished.
His mana roared, forming two large hands around the halves of the Supre teor, mimicking his own as he began to compress the entire thing.
[Supre Dragon of Frost, Lanesha is shocked.]
[Primordial Dragon of Death, Ariel is shocked.]
’...?’
Strange, why were those two talking all of a sudden? Alan shook that thought of quickly, as he focused on killing that Shadow.
User Comments
0 comments from readers