Powerful...
He felt so much more powerful right now.
He felt like he could breathe and move much easier.
He could see much farther now with his eyes.
His physical abilities got enhanced much more than when he used [Chaos Infusion].
He could feel the mana in the air being passively absorbed into his body now even more.
It was all coursing through his veins.
His mana pool has increased by bounds rivaling at least those of high to peak 7-star level mages.
He felt so much more free that he couldn't help but let out a low satisfied growl.
'I need to hurry; I can't keep my form up for long...'
Currently, Lucas could only hold onto his dragon form for about 10 minutes once a week without having any dangerous consequences come onto him.
Some might think that it was better to save this form for the entrance exam in Shield, but he would never reveal all his cards like that.
He wasn't someone like the hero who wanted to show off to the world without reason.
No... perhaps he does have a reason he shouldn't judge.
But in the end, it doesn't matter. He won't reveal himself being a half-dragon to the entire world; that would be plain stupidity...
Realizing he was lost in thought again, he snapped out of it and eyed his grandfather who was watching him like a madman as his body trembled violently with a bloodthirsty grin that would make most cower in fear.
Luckily, his mother already shielded Lena from looking at the fight anymore as Luna distracted her as well.
"Prepare."
Lucas deeply said as he suddenly bent his knees as the ground beneath cracked even more.
And in the next second, he launched himself towards Magnus at a speed that was almost impossible to catch unless you were a mid 7-star level.
The man dubbed as the god of fire didn't even try to dodge as he saw Lucas launching himself at him while the ground beneath him kept exploding apart.
Instead, he did something which would be considered foolish for someone who is normally a mage.
But who was he?
He was a fucking saint, someone who is considered to be one of the strongest.
Seeing his grandfather not moving away an inch, he pulled back his right arm and clenched his hand tightly.
Arriving in front of him, he punched out intending to hit his face yet Magnus easily blocked his fist by crossing his arms in front of him.
'Strong!'
His grandfather didn't even move an inch from his spot as it felt like he was punching a mountain made out of titanium.
The collision made the ground underneath them explode as gusts of winds violently swirled around.
Seeing that he was dealing no damage, he started throwing barrages of punches at his crossed arms as shockwaves started to form in the air.
Yet...
No matter what he did, Magnus didn't move an inch as his face still had that annoying grin.
Jumping a few meters back as he saw that he wasn't doing any damage to him, he let out a low frustrated growl.
"Hahahaha! Amazing that actually tickled!" Magnus exclaimed while laughing.
'Tickled!? Aren't you supposed to be a mage? How is your body so strong!' Lucas screamed inside his mind.
Frustrated, he kept launching himself over and over again at Magnus as he sent countless punches and kicks towards him that generated numerous shockwaves yet he effortlessly tanked all of them each time.
'I can't continue much longer in this form... looks like I am way too weak to deal physical damage to a saint.'
Backing away once again, he suddenly felt the atmosphere heat up as he heard the deep voice of Magnus resounding.
"My turn."
As his grandfather said, a huge wave of white flames was coming straight towards him engulfing the entire ground at the same time.
'Shit! I didn't even notice him casting that spell so I could use [chaos cut].'
As he saw the wall of flames approaching, he used [teleportation] to get out of the range as he luckily made it in time as the white flames devoured his previous spot.
Yet...
As if mocking him without getting the chance to collect himself, he looked up in the sky and saw a rain of white fire descending straight to him.
'You have to be fucking joking...'
"You better have a way to counter it if you don't want to be burnt alive!"
Lucas was truly astonished at just how much mana a saint could have to cast such large-scale spells over and over.
And that as well as he was limiting himself to the point that he should be able to handle most of his grandfather's spells.
'Seems like the perfect opportunity to try this spell I have been thinking about using for a while... but all of my mana will be drained using this spell even in this form if it works.'
Lucas said as he aimed his right hand towards the rain of white flames that was descending on him while gritting his teeth.
'This better work!'
Suddenly as he directed his mana towards his hand, he felt a stinging pain in his head as the spell he was about to cast was being harmful towards his body and his mana was starting to dance violently in his body.
Sweat started rolling down his face yet no one could see it as he was still in his half-dragon form which he couldn't keep much longer unless he wanted to take permanent damage.
He gritted his teeth even harder than before as his body started visibly trembling, and the chaos energy around started to violently swirl around him even more.
As the rain of fire started to get even closer, he finally managed to grasp the spell and instantly activated it.
[Noir]
Everyone heard a sound of something being torn apart as they gazed at the sky they suddenly saw a black sphere appear as the rain of fire above the sphere suddenly stopped.
Gazing at the sphere, nothing could be seen except an endless void that made everyone feel uncomfortable, including Magnus as he furrowed his brows.
Suddenly a chill ran down everyone's spine, including Magnus, as they realized what spell Lucas just cast.
A BlackHole...
He created a black hole...
There are barely any mages with the space element in this age of time, and most aren't combat mages so not many spells are known meant for fighting.
Theoretically it was possible to create such a spell, but...
Seeing a black hole suddenly being created reminded them of the stories their parents used to tell about how, in the first golden generation, mages could effortlessly create such phenomena.
"Beautiful..."
Everyone could hear Magnus exclaim yet no one objected to what he said.
As harrowing as the spell itself was, it was strangely at the same time just beautiful...
As they marveled at the black hole in the air, they suddenly felt that it was getting hard to breathe.
And then...
The rain of fire which was paused in the air suddenly all got sucked in by the black hole like a vacuum which no one could stop.
All of it got sucked in so fast that it took less than 3 seconds for everything to be gone.
As the rain of fire instantly disappeared so did the black hole.
Still awestruck at the sight of something which they only heard stories about, Lucas suddenly fell on his knees as his half-dragon form came undone.
He was panting heavily as sweat was visible on his face and his body was trembling a lot.
His face was extremely pale as he suddenly started violently coughing out blood.
"Lucas!" His mother exclaimed worriedly as she ran to him as they all heard his coughing making them snap out of their daze.
And then...
He fell unconscious.