I swung my sword, releasing red arcs of energy.
They appear small compared to the ball of bloody mist that covers a large area, but each of these arcs contains a massive amount of concentrated energy.
This is the move designed to deal with these kinds of strange attacks.
The first arc reached the ball of bloody mist and was swallowed by it. There was nothing after that; a single is enough to vaporise a Prime, but nothing had happened.
More arcs went toward it, but like the first, they got swallowed one after another.
It gave me a bad feeling, and a green stone spear appeared in my hand. As I poured energy into it, the ancient runes on it lit up magnificently, with a powerful aura radiating out of it.
This weapon is made of amazing power; the green stone is a pure energy absorption stone.
Inside it, I had infused really powerful energies. Even I would be harmed. If I had faced it head-on with the incinerating energies it releases after the activation.
I sent it toward the large ball, which is now barely ten meters away from me.
It reached in an instant and swallowed it inside. I felt the bloody ball light for a fraction of a second, a moment later, and then nothing.
I didn’t even sense the massive power of it. It should have worked; incinerate it whole. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
’I hate arts!’ I cursed in my heart as it appeared in front of me. "It was a powerful attempt, but I had prepared for it!" came the voice through the fog.
"This is my most powerful move. There is nothing you could do to stop me from consuming you!" it boasted as I tensed alchemical bombs inside it.
I saw the faint flashes and then nothing, before the bloody ball of mist enveloped me.
The moment, it did. I felt the true fear.
He had shed the body. The whole fog is its body, with a head-sized jagged bloody crystal in front of me, being the core.
I knew the art could do things that are beyond common sense, but seeing it happen is completely different, especially when my life is on the line.
"Do you think you could?" I asked. "Oh, I could," it replied, sounding very confident.
"I had been preparing for this for years. I had refined the blood of thousands of monsters to power this. I was planning to consume an elemental body, but my art is telling me that you will be even better, and it has never been wrong." I shuddered hearing that.
I opened my mouth to speak, to stall it further before the strengthening essence came, when it came at me.
Immediately, I felt ten times greater pressure than I had felt in the sphere, with thousands of thin tentacles wanting to come inside me.
If I had not used 75% of my strings on armor, I would have been a dead man.
These strings contain an immense power, coming from that jagged, bloody crystal. They are very powerful and hell bend on entering inside me.
The runes lit up in resistance, including the formation that I had designed even before I had come to this world, and upgraded in every upgrade.
It’s not the first person who had wanted to consume me, and I had survived so far with help, but the help might not always save me.
So, I designed the formation that could help me against it, and it is doing much better than I had thought.
"You are not simple, alright!"
"This power would have been enough to breach anyone’s defences other than the top three, but here you are stopping them," it said, and the next moment, the power doubled, then tripled before quadrupling.
’Shit!’ I cursed as it took my defences to the limit.
A few seconds ago, when he was hiding. I had sensed him to be powerful, but not this powerful.
This is a lot more powerful.
This bastard had prepared for this for centuries. I could sense a colossal amount of power that the crystal possesses, and this is not its full potential.
My armor is very good, but it has reached the limit, and any further and it won’t be able to defend me.
"Your defence is something. Even the three would have a problem in crushing it," it said, and I could feel the shock in its voice.
Though that didn’t stop it from increasing the power in the next seconds.
The cracks began to ring out the next moment. I have less than ten seconds before my defences are crushed, and it moves its tentacle to eat me piece by piece.
Not only because I don’t want to die, but also because I don’t want it to consume my body.
I know what my body is. If it consumes me, he will become a terror. He is already powerful with his art, with forbidden power, he will be unstoppable.
But I am not seeing any way I could defend against it.
My strongest are around its core. Its soul power had become very weak with this strange transformation, so that I didn’t need more than a second to wrap my strings about.
That was the easiest part; the hardest one was that I could not destroy it.
I could feel its strength, and it is extremely powerful. It’s for this same reason that I could not pull it into my core, but that is the only choice I have.
I saw no other option but to use the one that would kill us both.
"Your defence is crumbling, and soon, my branches will tear through it and you will be mine to consume," he declared.
I opened my mouth to reply, but I stopped as an idea came to my mind. It’s not something I want to do, as I will lose a very precious thing, but nothing is precious than my life.
I only thought about it for a fraction of a second before I brought it out. To do the same thing to it that it wants to do with me.