[Breath of the Kitsune]
A [Solo Union] spell designed with pure synergy in mind.
Despite its current state that forced it into a limited spell cycle format. Grim reckoned that once that limit was gone there would be very few fire mages capable of fighting him on equal ground.
Developed during his time training with Fana and and slowly refined within [Glamour World]. This [Solo Union] was the result of him learning how to fight like a true elf. Weaving every spell into another and building on what came before, the level of synergy far surpassed anything he had ever done before.
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With the revelation that he had ultimately caused his own downfall, Conrad stared up at the darkened sky with a blank expression on his face.
'I lost...'
I don't know how it happened, but I lost...
My power was greater than his...
My speed was faster than his...
My techniques were better than his...
So how did I lose?
And to Grim of all people...
To that walking-
*BADUMM*
Talking-
*BADUMM*
No good-
*BADUMM*
NARCISSISTIC!-
*BADUMM* *BADUMM* *BADUMM* *BADUMM*
PSYCHOPATH!!!
*BADUMM* *BADUMM* *BADUMM* *BADUMM* *BADUMM*
I SHOULDN'T HAVE LOST!
*BADUMM* *BADUMM* *BADUMM* *BADUMM* *BADUMM* *BADUMM*
I CAN'T TO ACCEPT IT!!
*BADUMM* *BADUMM* *BADUMM* *BADUMM* *BADUMM**BADUMM*
I WON'T TO ACCEPT IT!!
NOT TO HIM!
DEFINITELY NOT TO HIM!!!
"Haha...Haha...Hahahahahahahahhahahahahahahaahahhhahaahahaha..."
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-Grim pov-
'Eh? Why the fuck is he laughing?'
'Did the injury to his soul turn him crazy or something?'
'Sheeet, might as well put the poor fucker out of his miser-
*BOOOM!!*
"WHAT THE- AARRGGHH!!!"
Suddenly exploding out with red coloured energy, Asta and Grim were blown off into the distance by the shockwave as the broken and defeated Conrad slowly rose from the ground and into the air with both his body and grimoire pulsing with dark red light.
Gradually rising into the air bit by bit, whatever was happening to him seemed to also be having an effect on the world around him.
"Not yet..."
Just the act of him leaving the ground caused large gusts of winds to violently rip through the area causing hurricane levels of destruction and sending Grim and Asta even further away than the initial shockwave caused.
"I'M NOT DONE YEEEEEEET!!"
Outside of the aggressive winds in the air, countless numbers of cracks began tearing through the ground without pause! Uprooting large chunks of earth and soil wherever it spread, great chasms were formed and the landscape was being completely rearranged to the point that it was becoming unrecongnizable!
"Pffthahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha."
Ignoring the fierce winds and stabbing his sword into the ground in order to stabilize himself. From the very pit of his stomach, Grim let loose a bellyful of laughter filled with nothing but exhilaration and expectation.
Yes Yes YES!!
I don't know what you're doing. BUT KEEP GOING!!
Despite having been basically thrown highway across the map, the joy in Grim's laughter couldn't be hidden.
But while he was in a state of pure ecstasy, floating high above the clouds and cloaked in blood red aura, the sound of Conrad's heart beating could be heard all throughout the kingdom as tears of blood ran down the side of his cheeks and his grimoire read-
[Forbidden Key Magic: Doom's Gate]
Sacrificing whatever remained of his life force and all the magic he had stored by his Key Magic. A massive red coloured magic circle appeared beneath his lone figure. Oozing out a sinister type of aura, the scent of death permeated the air as a huge red tinted door reminiscent of his usual green coloured key magic doors lay beneath the magic circle.
Dyeing both the earth and sky in its crimson colour, in the centre of the red door a space seemed to open up. And from inside that space came-
"A FUCKING METEORITE!"
Looking up at the sky with an enormous grin plastered across his face. The sight of a big ass meteor coming through the [Doom's Gate] had Grim's entire body tingling with excitement. Now a normal person would probably fall to their knees and say their prayers.
But Grim?
This is the type of shit he dreamed about. Facing a spell capable of wiping out an entire kingdom. When would he ever have the chance to face such a spell again!
The devils?
Fuck em, he's facing a fucking METEORITE!
Laughing to himself, just as he was about to make a move something in the corner of his eye caught his attention.
"The imperial sword..."
Stabbed a few metres away from him with its crystaline blade rooted deep into the ground, the imperial sword Elsdocia quietly stood in its silent glory.
"Hahaha... And here I was prepared to kick things up the next level."
*Walks toward Elsdocia*
"Unfortunately Conrad-
*Pulls sword out*
"You're still not qualified for me to go all out."
*BOOOM!!*
Grabbing the hilt of the sword and pulling Elsdocia out from the ground. A sudden influx of foreign mana suddenly rushed out of the sword and charged straight into his arm quickly spreading to every conrner of his body and empowering him.
Descending down from the red sky, a bright pillar of cyan coloured light shot down and completely engulfed his figure pushing back against the red aura surrounding the area.
Standing in the centre of the pillar of light with his eyes closed, he felt both his mind and mana connect to Elsdocia and the souls of the previous generations of wizard kings dwelling within.
Walking out of the pillar of light, his bright yellow eyes as well as his white coloured flames and even 5 tails had all turned cyan blue in colour.
Feeling the power of the sword trying to burrow its way inside of him, he tightened his grip on the imperial sword and in a threatening voice he said- "...You better stop."
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Enforcing his will on the relic and expelling all of the foreign mana out from his body and back into the imperial sword. The new found changes to his appearance quickly reverted back to their natural state as he stared down on the sword in disgust.
With his level of pride and arrogance, having his power boosted by any sort of outside influence was an unforgivable act worthy of death and complete destruction.
Luckily for the imperial sword, he had learnt from Nero that the sword wasn't just a battery used to store the souls and mana of the past wizard kings. It also acted as a conduit that could release large amounts of magic power at once.
If that was the case, with the imperial sword in his hand and his newly refined level of mana control from his training over the past 6 months, wouldn't it be a piece of cake for him to store some spells in there too?