[A/N] - Support & Read 10 Advanced Chapters on Patreon!
[A/N] - For More Chapters - Drop Some Power Stones! 💎💎
...
"Balor sighted!"
The shout echoed from the vanguard, instantly drawing the attention of Mika and Riveria, who were positioned further back.
The next moment, a colossal giant, towering like a mountain peak, loomed into view.
This was the target of their expedition.
The King of the Formorians, Balor.
"Balor is in sight. The final battle is about to begin."
"Everyone, let's give it our all, a fight to the death!"
"May fortune favor you all!" Finn declared, his voice ringing with determination.
The adventurers' eyes burned with fierce resolve as they locked onto Balor.
Their pace didn't falter upon sighting their target; instead, they surged forward with renewed vigor.
Soon, they reached the vanguard of Balor's forces, the elite Formorians.
"Allen!"
"Leave it to me!"
Responding to Ottar's call, Allen, the vice-captain of the Freya Familia, burst forth from the formation.
He displayed the unmatched speed that had earned him the title of Orario's fastest.
A dark blur flashed past, and Allen vanished from sight.
According to Finn's strategy, Allen's task was to draw the enemy's attention.
To eliminate the surrounding elite Formorians swiftly, they needed to be lured towards the center.
While Riveria's magic covered a vast area, its power became more concentrated and devastating the closer the targets were grouped.
To effectively eliminate the elite Formorians in the vicinity, they had to be gathered together.
For this purpose, Allen carried "bait", trap packs designed to attract monsters.
Finn, anticipating this scenario, had made thorough preparations.
Weaving through the elite Formorians, Allen ran tirelessly, not daring to slow down even for a moment.
If he stopped, he might never run again.
The horde of monsters pursuing him was simply too overwhelming.
Drawn by the scent of the trap packs, even Balor reacted, its gaze fixated on the rapidly moving Allen.
Knowing he had reached his limit, Allen dared not push further. He abruptly changed direction and sprinted back towards his companions.
"Riveria, get ready!" Finn shouted, observing Allen's movements.
Riveria, who had been patiently waiting, planted her staff firmly before her, closed her eyes, and began chanting the incantation for her spell.
---
"Soon, the flames will be unleashed."
"The encroaching flames of war, inevitable destruction."
"The horn of battle resounds, enveloping all in a tempest of violence."
"Come forth, crimson flames, merciless inferno, embodiment of purgatorial fire, sweep across the battlefield, bringing an end to this grand conflict."
"Burn everything to ash, Sword of Surtr!"
---
As the incantation concluded, Riveria slowly opened her eyes.
"Allen, get clear!" Finn yelled.
Allen's speed surged to its peak as he leaped clear of the elite Formorians.
With a flick of her wrist, Riveria unleashed her devastating magic.
"Sword of Surtr!"
BOOOOOOM!
A series of fiery pillars erupted from the ground, transforming into swirling infernos that consumed everything in their path.
Both the targeted elite Formorians and the other Formorians that had followed Mika and his companions were reduced to ashes.
The intense flames illuminated the adventurers' faces, reflecting the raging inferno in their eyes.
A wave of awe washed over them.
"Is this the magic of Riveria, the 'Nine Hells', hailed as Orario's strongest mage?" Alise and the others murmured in astonishment, witnessing the spectacle for the first time.
Even Mellie leaped with excitement.
Even Mika, who was well aware of the power of Riveria's magic, was deeply moved by its destructive might.
However, he felt no envy.
After all, he too possessed wide-area magic.
"Don't just stand there! The battle has begun!" Finn's roar snapped everyone back to reality.
Instantly, they returned to their battle-ready stances.
"Airmid!"
"Understood!"
"Healing Drop. Light... I will heal you!"
"Dia Fratel!"
Following closely behind Riveria, Airmid unleashed her healing magic.
A Sacred radiance enveloped the adventurers, filling them with a sense of warmth and rejuvenation.
"Spirits of the trees, grant my wish, Cloak of the Forest!"
"Silent Canto!"
Next came Riveria's Silent Canto spell.
An emerald green shield enveloped the adventurers, protecting them from harm.
"With a shield and a healer, it's time for a full-on assault!"
Watching Finn and the others charge towards Balor, Mika shook his head and turned his attention to the surrounding area.
His task was to protect Airmid.
Therefore, his battle wasn't against Balor, but against the remaining Formorians.
"I really want to fight the boss, but unfortunately, I'm stuck clearing out the small fry!"
"Ignite, and be my Chariot of flames!"
Engulfed in Crimson Flames, Mika, Dual Spears in hand, rejoined the fray.
His first targets were the surviving elite Formorians.
To maximize its destructive power, Riveria's Sword of Surtr had a more focused area of effect, allowing some of the Formorians on the periphery to escape.
Mika drew his bow and nocked an arrow.
This time, in addition to enhancing the arrow with his Nen, he imbued it with fire, amplifying its destructive potential.
He systematically targeted the remaining elite Formorians, eliminating them one by one.
After dispatching the elite Formorians, Mika turned his attention to the surrounding horde.
In the deep levels of the dungeon, monsters respawned rapidly.
Mika faced a seemingly endless wave of enemies.
The flames raged across the battlefield, growing ever stronger.
"How troublesome!"
With a swing of his spear, Mika began to chant.
---
"The fierce battle has begun, the horn of sorrow resounds."
"A dim path, a bright flame, hope burns brightly."
"Eternal flame, unyielding blade!"
---
With a mighty roar, Mika thrust his Flame-wreathed Spear forward.
A crimson crescent of fire swept across the battlefield.
In an instant, nothing remained alive within Several-100 meters of Mika.
Everything had been consumed by the flames.
---
CLANG!
BOOM!
Blocking an incoming club with his short spear in his left hand, Mika detonated the Formorian before him with his flame-wreathed spear.
He continued to relentlessly battle the seemingly endless horde.
Since the start of the Balor campaign, Formorians had been swarming in from all directions.
Fearless of death, they charged relentlessly towards the adventurers.
Not only Mika but also Finn and the others on the other side were constantly engaged in combat, cutting down Formorians left and right.
"These guys are such a nuisance!"
Retreating quickly to the backline where Riveria, Airmid, and the others were positioned.
"In situations like this, a sword is definitely more efficient!" he muttered to himself before charging back into the fray.
"Be careful, Mika!" Airmid called out, her voice laced with concern as she watched him disappear back into the throng of monsters, his armor now stained crimson with their blood.
Mika simply waved in acknowledgment, his fighting spirit burning brightly, before plunging back into the heart of the monster horde.
Flames erupted anew.
This time, he employed his Nen ability, Fire of the Right.
His Nen transformed into flames that enveloped his body.
With each swing of his sword, enhanced flames erupted from Arondight, slicing through Formorians and incinerating them.
"Mika, look out!" Airmid's warning cry echoed from behind.
Turning his head, Mika saw Riveria raising her staff.
He quickly retreated.
"..."
Blazing pillars of fire shot up from the ground, transforming the surrounding area into a fiery inferno.
Hundreds of Formorians were instantly reduced to ash under the onslaught of this wide-area magic spell.
The overwhelming pressure that had been bearing down on the adventurers was momentarily alleviated.
"Now's my chance!"
Seeing the surrounding Formorians obliterated, though he knew they would soon respawn, Mika seized the brief respite from his relentless defense.
"Taste this!"
"Arondight: Full Throttle!"
Swiftly approaching Balor, Mika unleashed the full power of Arondight against the giant.
A blinding flash of light erupted as Mika swung his sword, sending a wave of energy hurtling towards Balor's chest.
The sharp and dangerous blade of light tore through Balor's flesh, but after piercing its outer layer, it couldn't penetrate any deeper. As the light dissipated, a massive gash remained on Balor's chest.
"What a powerful strike!"
"Was that magic?"
Finn and the others, fighting near Balor, were awestruck by the force of Mika's attack.
They hadn't managed to inflict such a significant wound on Balor.
Before they could fully process their astonishment, Mika had already closed the distance to Balor.
Using the giant's body as a foothold, he rapidly ascended.
In moments, he stood before the gaping wound he had created on Balor's chest.
Then, before everyone's eyes, Mika plunged his short spear deep into the wound, driving it further down along the length of the gash.
The wound. lost its ability to regenerate.
"RAAAGH!"
A searing pain ripped through Balor's abdomen, and it roared in fury, swinging its massive club.
With earth-shattering force, the club connected with Mika, who was momentarily suspended in mid-air, unable to dodge.
He was sent flying.
"Mika!" Airmid and Mellie cried out in unison, rushing towards him.
Cough!
Mika crashed heavily onto the ground, his body covered in blood.
Even his armor was shattered and broken from the devastating blow.
"..."
Using his arms to push himself up, Mika slowly rose to his feet.
Despite coughing up blood, his fighting spirit remained unbroken.
He was sustained by the power of his "Resilience" skill.
"Mika, are you alright?" Airmid and Mellie reached his side, their voices filled with concern as they examined his injuries.
"Cough... I was careless. Balor's attack was too powerful. I don't know how many bones I've broken, and my internal organs are ruptured."
"Use Enhancement, Airmid. Now!"
"Right!"
Hearing the severity of Mika's injuries, despite his seemingly nonchalant demeanor, Airmid didn't hesitate.
"Enhance!"
"Healing Drop, Tears of Light, Eternal Sanctuary, I call upon the hymn of light. Three hundred and sixty-five melodies, the calendar of healing will save all. Come forth, banish evil, bury wounds, dispel sickness, send curses to the other side, deliver the light's pivot. In the name of the Gods, I heal you!"
"Overlimit Dia Fratel!"
Amplified by her Nen ability, Airmid's healing magic was even more potent than usual.
In an instant, Mika's grievous injuries, which would have been impossible to heal even with modern medicine, were completely mended.
"Excellent!"
Standing up and clenching his fists, Mika grinned. "Thank you, Airmid!"
"Don't mention it. It's my duty," Airmid replied with a relieved smile, seeing Mika fully recovered.
Mika nodded and turned his gaze back towards Balor.
The giant was currently engaged in battle with Ottar, Finn, and the others.
Finn, Allen, Bete, and Hogni circled Balor, dodging its attacks while simultaneously inflicting wounds upon its massive form.
Ottar and Gareth, however, faced Balor head-on.
Gareth, a defensive specialist and the shield of the Loki Familia, met each swing of Balor's club head-on, even if it meant being sent flying.
Ottar, fighting alongside Gareth, simply endured the blows.
As a warrior, he could withstand Balor's attacks without flinching, responding with powerful blows that left massive wounds on the giant.
He was undoubtedly the cornerstone of their offensive.
Watching Ottar's unwavering defense against Balor, Mika's fighting spirit ignited.
"Mellie, how are the preparations I asked you to make coming along?"
"Ah, that!" Mellie blinked, then smiled.
"Everything's ready!"
"Then let's begin."
...
Support and Read 10 Advanced Chapters. Ahead of the Rest!
https://p@treon.com/dragonnx
[ Replace '@' with 'A' to access Patreon normally ]
There is 6 more exciting Fanfics already available on my Patreon page!