The daemon guide showed them the portal to enter Ba’ar spire. Sam and Kaelyn stood before the portal leading to Ba'ar's spire with a nervous yet resolute air surrounding them."Remember, we are not sure if Ba’ar knows my presence here. I'll stay hidden until you absolutely need me to make sure."“Yeah, you're the ace in this fight,” Sam said.“Nervous?”“Of course. It's not because I'm fighting him, but because I'm without my usual power,” Sam said."I'm with you all the way, Sam," Kaelyn murmured, her voice laced with determination.Sam nodded, his eyes reflecting a blend of excitement and apprehension. "Thanks, Kaelyn. Let's do this."With their resolve steeled, Kaelyn sunk in Sam’s shadow, and they stepped through the portal. They entered a realm of surreal and ever-shifting landscapes. Grasslands merged with magma-laden thrones, icy towers juxtaposed against forests of thorns, and broken churches stood amidst desolate wastelands—all within the blink of an eye.“Even his spire was
Sam was able to dodge such a clear attack easily. The boulders rolled past him and crashed into each other behind his back.“Annoying,” Ba’ar finally spoke again. “So, the daemon didn’t simply grant you access. You actually passed the high trials.”“Oh, there you are,” Sam said. “Yeah, so what if I passed the trials? You think you are the only one who can pass?”“Shut up!”More minions appeared, and while Ba'ar's minions swarmed around him, Sam ceased summoning his shadow copies, realizing the chaos was causing more confusion to him than aid.Instead, he focused on defense, dodging their attacks while attempting to pinpoint Ba'ar's elusive presence amidst the onslaught.Dodging left and right, Sam evaded strikes from Ba'ar's minions, his senses honed to detect even the faintest trace of Ba'ar's energy signature. Amidst the cacophony of battle, Sam utilized calculated energy blasts to probe the shifting illusions, seeking the true source of his adversary's power.Sam's strategy bore fr
Sam felt a kind of blankness in his mind after Ba’ar's assault. When he grappled with the lingering effects of the attack, a familiar voice echoed in his mind.‘System has rebooted successfully,’ the system's voice announced, causing Sam to pause in bewilderment.‘What? You rebooted from that attack?’ Sam questioned system.‘Not really. I'm just messing with you and trying to help you regain your focus,’ the system explained, his tone laced with amusement.‘Who are you talking to, Sam? Are you still dizzy?’ Kaelyn's concerned voice interjected.‘I forgot you're also in my mind. But you actually can't hear the system?’ Sam said,‘What system? Now is not the time to talk nonsense, Sam. If you're still disoriented from that attack, just rest for a bit,’ Kaelyn advised.Shaking his head vigorously, Sam rose beside Kaelyn. "I'm not drooling dumbly, right?""It's not the time for jokes either, Sam," Kaelyn replied sternly, her focus on their surroundings.“Whoah, what have you done to him?”
Sam turned towards the sound, seeing the daemon guide materialize nearby as the familiar glowing orb. "Impressive, huh?" Sam's tone was casual, but a hint of pride tinged his words.The daemon guide glowed responsively. "Indeed, very impressive, Sam. You've not only defeated Ba'ar but also managed to become an archmage through multiple pathways. It's been ages since someone achieved such a feat."Sam shrugged nonchalantly. "Yeah, well, I had some help," he said, glancing towards Kaelyn, approaching him, eyeing Ba’ar with contempt.The daemon guide chuckled. "Ah yes, Kaelyn. A valuable companion, no doubt about it."Then Sam's expression brightened because he remembered something. "Ah! Where's my reward? I went through all those trials!""But Sam, I already granted you a pass in the twelfth trial, did I not? And let you replenish your energy for the second time in the ley line vortex."Sam's shoulders sagged slightly, realizing the daemon's point. "Yeah, I guess you did. So you won't g
Sam took a deep breath, steeling himself for the difficult conversation ahead. "I... I went on a little journey, Lyra. A journey that I thought would make me stronger… and I lost track of time."Lyra's expression softened slightly, but her eyes still bore traces of hurt. "You left without a word, Sam. I was worried sick."Sam nodded, his gaze earnest. "I know, and I'm truly sorry. But I promise, I'll never leave you like that again."Lyra crossed her arms, her tone tinged with concern. "Tell me everything, Sam. What journey was this? And what happened?"Sam took a seat beside her, his mind racing to find the right words. "I was in a tower, facing more trials."Lyra's brow furrowed. "More trials? But I thought you completed your trials already.""Do you remember that night when I was being followed?" Sam asked, recalling the harrowing encounter. "It was an assassin's attack. I managed to defeat… the assassin, but in the process, I stumbled upon a clue about the spell thief. Turns out,
After their meal, Sam cautiously broached the topic of his recent encounter with the archmage. He spoke in circles, carefully avoiding the heart of the matter, but Lyra's good mood quickly shifted when he mentioned seeking help beyond the treasure."What do you mean, Sam?" Lyra's eyes bore into his.Sam sighed heavily, realizing there was no way to evade the truth any longer. He explained about the assassin attack, revealing that it was Kaelyn from the Moonflower Tribe, sent by Ba'ar to kill him. To his surprise, Kaelyn had ended up joining forces with him, and together they defeated Ba'ar, allowing Sam to reclaim the stolen spells."You sought help from someone who tried to kill you? Instead of coming to me?" Lyra's voice rose, drawing the attention of everyone in the tavern."Please, Lyra, calm down," Sam pleaded, attempting to temper her rising anger. He elaborated on Kaelyn's coerced involvement by Ba'ar. "I didn't know the true story of Kaelyn until now. She promised to explain e
Silence settled over them like a heavy fog, the gravity of Kaelyn's words echoing in the air. Sam and Lyra exchanged uneasy glances, their minds grappling with the implications of Kaelyn's request."Tell us more," Sam urged, his voice a mixture of curiosity and concern.Kaelyn took a deep breath, her gaze drifting back to the orphanage. "His name is Felix. He’s about fifteen years old. He's been restless for the past few months, and nobody's sure what happened. I was away during that time, doing odd jobs to earn money for the orphanage.""Doesn't the orphanage receive funding from the church?" Lyra asked, her tone skeptical."We do, but it’s not enough," Kaelyn explained. "The number of orphans we have far exceeds our capacity.""But with the war having ended more than ten years ago, how can there still be so many orphans?" Sam questioned, trying to make sense of the situation.Kaelyn sighed, the weight of her experiences evident in her expression. "The war might have ended ten years
Lyra and Kaelyn exchanged worried glances, but Sam's confidence was unwavering. He stood tall, ready to face the warlocks and show Felix that the Hellhound's power was nothing compared to what true determination and strength could achieve.The warlocks gathered, their eyes filled with a mixture of amusement and rage. Sam's grin only grew wider. He could feel the heat of his own magic coursing through him, ready to be unleashed."Let's get this over with. Who's first?"A tall warlock with a sneer etched across his face stepped forward, his eyes glinting with malice. "You'll regret that," he spat, lifting his hands. The air around him crackled as he summoned a gust of wind, sending it hurtling towards Sam.Sam simply smiled and sidestepped, the wind missing him by inches. He felt the familiar rush of adrenaline as he activated his Wind Steps, his movements becoming a blur of speed and grace. Before the warlock could react, Sam was in front of him, delivering a swift Demonic Punch to his
The battlefield lay in ruins, the scent of scorched earth heavy in the air. Samael hovered victorious, the infernal essence absorbed, the daemon hordes vanquished, and the rift dispersed. The cost of the battle was evident. The team emerged from their hiding place, their expressions a mix of awe and exhaustion."Is it over?" Ammy asked, her voice trembling with relief.“Yes, it's over, Ammy,” Kaelyn said.“Sam won,” Lyra said with a smile.After dealing with the rift, Samael turned their attention to the survivors. Using their enhanced void and dimensional powers, they created portals to transport the survivors to safety beyond the mountain range. The team's gratitude was palpable as they were whisked away from the hellish battlefield.Then, Samael redirected the flow of lava through dimensional gates, guiding it to safer locations and preventing further destruction."Look at that," said one barely conscious survivor, his eyes wide with admiration. "Just like … a god."As the last imme
The battle between Samael and Baelthrosk reached its climax, the air thick with the scent of sulfur and the echoes of their titanic clash. Samael, now the union of Sam, the System, and Rafael, moved with an unearthly grace and power. Their combined might was a force to be reckoned with, and they were ready to unleash the legendary spells that would tip the scales of this apocalyptic confrontation.With a roar, Samael called upon the first of the legendary spells to start this onslaught. “Primordial Symphony!” Their energy and power increased beyond comprehension. They flew up high and then raised their hands. They were so in sync that they were like in a trance, creating their own legendary spell on instinct.“Inferno of Creation!” A colossal pillar of flame erupted from the ground, its heat so intense it melted the surrounding rocks into rivers of lava. Even Baelthrosk's fire resistance was not enough; the infernal firestorm engulfed him, searing his flesh and making him bellow in ago
The air crackled with tension and energy as Samael hovered opposite of Baelthrosk, now transformed into a grotesque behemoth of infernal and demonic energy. The ground beneath their feet was a shattered wasteland, the remnants of the Promised Land. A chilling silence hung in the air, broken only by the distant cries of the wounded daemons horde and the rumble of thunder across the darkened sky.Aria, her power nearly spent, summoned the last remnants of her strength to conjure a gust of wind, lifting the countless unconscious survivors and carrying them away from the hellish battlefield. The others helped in any way they could. The team worked tirelessly to shepherd the survivors to safety, their eyes constantly flicking back to the impending clash between Samael and Baelthrosk. Each member of the team felt the weight of the moment."Let’s get them out of here, quickly!" Aria urged, her voice strained. "Sam can't be distracted!"The sky split open with a deafening crack of thunder as
All In“I don’t need those pitiful spells anyway!” Baelthrosk grumbled. Baelthrosk's body convulsing, healing, and closing the energy hole Samael had created in his vessel.Samael stood amidst the infernal battlefield, his aura pulsing with the reclaimed power of Friedo’s spells. He knew this was their only chance.“Harmonic Nexus!” Samael screamed. They began to absorb the infernal daemon essence around him, drawing it into his core. The daemons' bodies writhled, dissipated as their essence was being absorbed. The Hybirds lose their daemonic form, returning to their human form. They dropped unconsious from this process.The air vibrated with the sheer intensity of the energy being siphoned by Samael.“No!” Baelthrosk roared in fury, unwilling to let his power be stolen. "I won't let you!" he bellowed. With a forceful command, he ordered all the lesser infernal daemons to come and to fuse with him.The ground quaked as the daemons swarm were pulled towards Baelthrosk, their bodies mer
Baelthrosk's expression darkened as he saw his son defying him with a mere human. "You dare defy me, Rafael? You are nothing without me!" He raised his hand, summoning more daemon underlings to impede Rafael’s progress.The sky above was a tumultuous sea of crimson clouds, the air thick with the stench of sulfur and burning rock. Rivers of lava carved paths of destruction through the landscape, and the heat was almost unbearable.Yet, amidst this infernal chaos, Sam and Rafael stood their ground, their resolve unshaken.As the daemons charged, Rafael and Sam fought back with newfound fury. Each swing of their fists was infused with the desperation of survival and the burning desire for freedom. The Soul Reaver spell continued to siphon the essences of the infernals, their combined power growing with each defeated daemon.‘Keep pushing, Sam! We can do this!’ Rafael shouted, his voice a beacon of determination in the midst of the hellish battlefield.Sam responded with resolute defiance
Rafael RebellionRafael's struggle intensified, his roar of rage echoing through the volcanic landscape. "No! I will not be consumed by you!" he shouted, his voice filled with defiance.The ground beneath them continued to rumble, the volcanic activity reaching a fever pitch. The landscape continued to tremble under the weight of the infernal chaos Baelthrosk had unleashed.Amidst the fiery eruptions and rivers of molten lava, Rafael fought desperately against the pull of his father’s dark power. His essence was being drained, and he could feel his strength waning. But deep within him, a spark of rebellion ignited.In a last-ditch effort, Rafael focused all his willpower and took full control over Sam’s body, numbing and ignoring all the pain that coursed through it. ‘Sam, I need your strength,’ Rafael whispered within their shared mind. ‘Lend it to me… please.’‘Oh, now you are begging me?’ Sam retorted.‘Please. If not, you are also going to die from this extraction.’Sam sighed in
Infernal HomecomingBaelsthrosk's body seemed to grow, his form pulsing with infernal energy. He raised a hand, and the ground beneath them began to rumble. Cracks appeared in the stone, and a searing heat emanated from below."Behold my true power!" the Infernal Sovereign declared, his voice echoing through the land.The ground shook violently beneath their feet. The volcanic mountains surrounding the promised land began to erupt simultaneously, sending plumes of ash and molten rock into the sky."This is insane!" Lyra shouted over the deafening noise. "How are we supposed to fight in this?"The ground split open, revealing a chasm filled with molten lava. Flames erupted, and the air filled with the acrid smell of sulfur.Rafael, his eyes wide with excitement, yelled over the rumbling cacophony. "He's bringing our home to us!"Molten lava spewed from the peaks, cascading down the slopes in fiery torrents. The sky turned a deep crimson, and the air was filled with the acrid stench of
The attack only chipped the Archlord’s scales. He roared in anger, spinning around to face his elusive opponent. Sam focused on the amulet again, using a series of blinks to dodge the Archlord’s attacks, allowing him to maneuver around the battlefield with newfound agility. He could see the surprise and frustration growing in the Archlord's eyes."You dare use such tricks against me?" the Archlord bellowed, his voice echoing across the battlefield.Sam didn't answer. Instead, he created a series of voids that absorbed the Archlord’s thunderous attacks and let him move away freely.The other archmages, seeing Sam's sudden resurgence, found a glimmer of hope in their hearts. Aria, despite her exhaustion, cast spells to aid Sam, channeling her energy into various elemental bursts that disrupted enemy attacks.The battlefield was a chaotic maelstrom of dark energy and desperate valor. The Archlord, now fully aware of Sam's new abilities, snarled with rage. His eyes glowed with a sinister
The battlefield had descended into pure chaos. The newly transformed Daemonic Archlord, now brimming with infernal power, was an unstoppable force. His dark energy radiated from him like a suffocating shroud, casting an ominous pressure over the land.He charged toward Sam like a bolt. His fists were like hammers, pummeling Sam with a ferocity that left him gasping for breath and reeling from the impact.Sam tried to parry and dodge, but the Archlord’s reaction speed was beyond human. Every attack Sam attempted was effortlessly dodged by the Archlord's Vortex step, which allowed him to teleport short distances in an instant.With each of the Archlord's strikes, thunder sparked, and the air itself seemed to tremble in fear. Sam, despite his power and skills, found himself at the mercy of the Archlord’s relentless onslaught."You're only a weak human," the Archlord taunted, his voice a deep, rumbling growl. He delivered a crushing blow to Sam's ribs, sending him flying across the land.