NOVEL NEXT Chapter 165: Burn all to nothing, Flames of Surtr~
"Are you ready, monster?"
A ghostly whisper, like the voice of a demon, seeped from the black pillar of flame into Olivas's ears, chilling him to the bone.
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For the first time, Fron unleashed his own magic's [Second Stage]!
Once again, he repeated the incantation unique to his magic, and black flames entwined with crimson lightning erupted from his entire body, expanding outward with him at the center, far more violent and surging than ever before!
Enveloped in fire and lightning, Fron's figure began to distort within the flickering flames, leaving only a humanoid silhouette that twisted and stretched along with the burning black fire.
Only a pair of golden eyes, glowing with blue halos, remained as the sole light within the dark flames and lightning.
With a "boom," the two clashed once again!
But this time, Olivas no longer wore his calm demeanor, his entire face twisted in tension!!!
Gritting his teeth, he blocked the descending staff, glaring with furious, tyrannical eyes as he roared curses.
"You despicable bastard, what the hell is going on, this power, impossible!!! A mere adventurer!"
"Hah, a mere adventurer, huh? Then take every single one of my blows, bastard!"
With the roar of flames and thunder and the piercing sound of the wind, weapon clashes rang out one after another as Fron and Olivas fell into a fierce battle.
As another round unfolded, Fron deeply grasped the essence of power, speed, and control to the finest detail.
His attacks surged like raging waves, constantly pressing down and shrinking the enemy's space to move!
"Damn it, are you sure your stats are only Lv.4?"
Facing the suffocating pressure of Fron's relentless combo, Olivas widened his eyes, utterly disbelieving!
"Looks like the pressure I'm giving you isn't enough if you still have time to talk."
With a cold sneer, Fron's staff suddenly turned the color of smoldering orange-red steel, and violent magical energy surged violently.
"[Firebolt]!"
With a bang, the staff wrapped in a ring-shaped magic circle shot forth as an orange beam of light, tearing through with dazzling brilliance in an instant!
Squelch...
BOOOOOOOM, !
"What!?"
The blazing shot of magical flame struck Olivas's shoulder, and the stench of burning flesh hissed from the gaping wound.
"AAAAHHHH, damn you!!!"
With a "boom," Fron gripped his staff with both hands and swung with all his might, blasting Olivas away. Even with his arms crossed in defense, Olivas could not fully withstand the violent impact.
He was wounded!
Sizzle...
The flesh on his shoulder was charred, his entire right arm useless. With a grim expression, Olivas glared at Fron's staff.
"What is that? Why can you infuse magic into your weapon!?"
Fron ignored him. Taking a step forward, his figure blurred again, and as his lips moved, he once more chanted the magic name "[Fireblot]!"
The staff in his hand flared with blazing magical fire.
"Reusing the same trick? You underestimate me!"
Knowing the power of this move, Olivas, this time, he wouldn't take it head-on. As long as he dodged, he'd be fine!
But he failed to notice the faint, sinister grin curling at the edge of Fron's lips, like a scheming jester's smirk.
Facing Fron's finishing strike, Olivas raised his hand and shouted, "Giant Violas! Defend me!"
Rustle, rustle...
Brown vines, different from the usual green, burst out from the mossy ground, weaving into a sturdy barricade under his command, cutting him off completely from Fron.
Yet Fron's expression never changed. His speed under the Second Stage magic only grew faster, stronger, more violent!
"『Magic Domination』, activate!"
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Silently reciting the formula, Fron unleashed his miracle.
BOOM!!!
A terrifying transformation erupted from his body!
The black smoke and crimson lightning that had already expanded two meters outwards now doubled, swelling nearly four meters thick.
He became like a drop-shaped fireball, his deep, savage aura pressing into the hearts of everyone present.
"Wh-what is that…!?"
None had ever seen Fron like this, not even Bete or Lefiya.
Asfi, Lulune, Falgar and Suicia of the [Hermes Familia] were just as stunned, halting their battles to gaze at him, awe-stricken.
Even the fanatics of the [Evilus], realizing their defeat was sealed, trembled before the sight of what seemed like a real flame demon, their souls etched with terror that could never be erased.
"By pouring the Second Stage of [Surtr] together with [Firebolt] into my staff-lance, then amplifying it with 『Magic Domination』, this move…"
"This is my [Finishing Move]!"
"[, Burn all to nothing, Flames of Surtr (Surtalogi)!!! ]"
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Slash!
The barricade of Violas and it's vines was pierced like fragile bubbles, effortlessly destroyed!
Looking up at the descending staff, wreathed in dark crimson flames and orange magic circles like solid matter, Olivas finally understood despair.
The overwhelming aura wrapped him in hopelessness and terror, his once-violent eyes replaced with fear, his mouth agape without a sound.
Squelch, ! His body was pierced through!
Crack! His magic stone shattered!
Olivas locked eyes with Fron's cold, merciless golden gaze.
'That look… what kind of will is that, so this, is an adventurer.'
Horror and trembling eroded his consciousness.
Thus, the ringleader behind these events, the remnant of the former [Evilus], initiator of the 27th-floor's nightmare, the Creature Olivas Act, ceased thinking.
BOOM, !
With his magic stone shattered, Olivas Act's body crumbled into dust, scattering away.
Within the vast hollow of the "Pantry," silence fell instantly.
Neither Bete, Asfi, Lefiya, nor the surviving [Evilus] remnants could speak. All were frozen in silence.
In the crimson eyes of the black-haired elf, Fron's figure was reflected, her gaze flickering.
Crack, !
With the sound of crystal shattering, two figures burst forth from the crushing pressure, the [Sword Princess] Ais Wallenstein, and, the completely suppressed red-haired woman, Revis…