"Beware boy, for I am a master of arcane arts," Zephyrus warned, grinning widely. "Come at me. I shall humble you!"
Arthur went blindly in without thinking.
The clash between Arthur and Zephyrus erupted with a symphony of magical energies colliding.
Zephyrus unleashed a torrent of devastating attacks upon Arthur, each one brimming with raw power.
Zephyrus conjured bolts of lightning that crackled through the air, striking Arthur with electrifying force.
The intense shockwaves coursed through Arthur's body, leaving him momentarily stunned.
However, fueled by his indomitable spirit, Arthur tapped into his reserves of dragon blood, allowing his wounds to swiftly mend and his vitality to be restored.
"That was some powerful attack," Arthur noted. "I'd have to watch out for those lightening."
Undeterred, Arthur retaliated by channeling his dragonfire breathing skill.
Streams of scorching flames erupted from his mouth, engulfing Zephyrus in a blazing inferno.
But Zephyrus laughed, "Seriously? Is this the best you can do?"
He effortlessly deflected the flames with a wave of his hand, neutralising Arthur's assault.
Arthur realized that unlike the other weak monsters he fought and defeated in the cave, Zephyrus was in a league of his own.
"I expect nothing less from the master of the Catacombs Of Despair," Lily said, her mouth agape as she watched the fight with interest.
Zephyrus's magical prowess is unparalleled.
Drawing upon his dragon scales, Arthur's skin hardened into impenetrable armour.
Zephyrus unleashed a barrage of energy beams that tore through the air, crashing into Arthur with devastating precision.
With each blow Zephyrus struck, the impact was lessened, and Arthur remained resilient against the onslaught.
Using his dragon blood, Arthur's wounds closed once more, and his strength surged anew.
He summoned his King Slayer technique, his strikes honed with lethal precision.
However, Zephyrus deftly countered Arthur's every move, effortlessly deflecting his attacks with intricate defensive spells.
As the battle raged on, Arthur resorted to his Cobra Strike technique, striking with lightning speed and agility.
He aimed for Zephyrus's vulnerabilities, but the wizard's defenses proved impenetrable, his counters calculated and flawless.
Despite Arthur's unwavering determination, Zephyrus remained undefeated, his magical energy overwhelming and seemingly limitless.
Arthur gasped for breath. This old goat was strong. Stronger than three Crimsonscale dragons.
"I should've analyzed him first before attacking," Arthur said, clutching his sword tighter. "System, analyse Zephyrus."
[Zephyrus Analysis < Completed>
Magic: 50000
Attack: 100Defense: 100Job class: Dark wizardLevel: 3000 ]"So he surpassed me in magic," Arthur said thoughtfully. "He's very powerful. None of my skills have an effect on him. How do I defeat him?"
An option on the screen appeared:
[Trade bonus point to unlock new skill:
<Arcane Fusion>: This skill merges multiple elements of magic into a single devastating beam of pure magic that obliterates Zephyrus's defenses and overwhelms him with its sheer power.]
Arthur knew the risk of trading his bonus point for a new skill. Still, defeating Zephyrus and obtaining the Orb of power was more important to him.
Zephyrus's jeers echoed through the chamber, his voice dripping with contempt. "What is it, boy? Have you finally acknowledged my immense power? You're nothing compared to me!"
Arthur's smirk widened, his eyes gleaming with confidence. "Don't make me laugh, old goat. Your power is impressive, I'll give you that. But you underestimate how far I've come."
A surge of anger flushed across Zephyrus's face. "What was that you just said? You dare mock me?"
Unfazed by Zephyrus's rage, Arthur calmly sheathed his sword and extended both hands toward the enraged wizard.
He spoke a command to his system, his voice filled with unwavering determination. "System, unlock Arcane Fusion!"
In response, a surge of energy coursed through Arthur's being.
The air crackled with anticipation as he became enveloped in a vibrant glow, emanating a brilliant fusion of colors—azure blue merging with fiery crimson, and shimmering gold intertwining with verdant green.
The fear that flickered across Zephyrus's face was palpable.
His previous arrogance was suddenly replaced by uncertainty.
He launched a barrage of spells at Arthur, but they were met with an impenetrable barrier of dragon scales that shielded Arthur from harm.
Undeterred, Zephyrus conjured a powerful magical barrier around himself, laughing derisively at Arthur's attempts. "Your feeble attack won't even scratch me, fool!"
With a resolute gaze, Arthur channeled the unleashed power of Arcane Fusion.
The radiant energy tore through the barriers, swirling and pulsating with an otherworldly intensity.
It broke Zephyrus's defense, surging forward like a relentless tide, searing everything in its path.
The barrier shattered under the onslaught, unable to withstand the overwhelming force of Arcane Fusion.
The potent mixture of magical energies engulfed Zephyrus, his mocking laughter silenced as he was consumed by the cataclysmic power.
The once mighty dark wizard was reduced to nothing more than ashes, scattered by the force of Arthur's victorious assault.
In the aftermath, the chamber fell into a hushed stillness, the vibrant colours of Arcane Fusion slowly dissipating.
Arthur stood amidst the remnants of Zephyrus's defeat, his chest rising and falling with the exhilaration of triumph.
His eyes met Lily's, and a triumphant smile spread across his face. "I did it. I defeated the old goat."
Lily stood there, her eyes wide with shock and awe, witnessing the extent of Arthur's powers.
"I can't believe it," she said, her voice shaking. "It's impossible."
Her mind raced, realising that he possessed abilities far beyond what she had ever imagined.
In that moment, she understood that Arthur was not just a skilled warrior, but a force to be reckoned with, surpassing even the legendary dark wizard of the Catacombs of Despair.
Arthur's gaze shifted to the Orb of Power, its ethereal glow beckoning him.
With newfound confidence, he approached the floating orb, extending his hand toward it.
As his hands clasped around the surface, a surge of energy pulsed through him, causing the orb to resonate with power.
The power surged, its brilliance enveloping Arthur in a radiant aura.
It flowed into him, merging with his being, and infusing him with enormous magical prowess.
The sensation was overwhelming yet exhilarating, as if a river of pure magic coursed through his veins.
Arthur found himself levitating off the ground, his body glowing with an intense luminosity as he hovered in mid-air.
The chamber, once filled with chaos and fury, now settled into a calm stillness as the lights dimmed down.
As the surge of power subsided, Arthur gently descended and landed back on the ground, his feet touching the stone floor.
Lily watched in amazement, her eyes filled with a mix of astonishment and admiration for the incredible display of magic she had just witnessed.
"Arthur," Lily spoke, her voice filled with a mixture of awe and curiosity. "What... What just happened? How did you do all of that?"
Arthur turned to face her, his eyes still shimmering with residual magic.
A smile played on his lips as he tried to find the right words. "Lily, I can't fully explain it myself. It was as if the power of the orb chose me, and I embraced it. I feel like I've become something more, something greater than I ever imagined."
Lily's gaze softened, and she stepped closer to Arthur, her voice tinged with a mixture of wonder and concern. "But are you alright? Is this power... safe?"
Arthur's expression grew earnest as he thought about it. "I don't fully understand it yet but I will wield this power responsibly. It won't corrupt me."
A sense of trust filled Lily's eyes as she placed her hand over Arthur's. "I believe in you, Arthur. Together, we'll face whatever challenges lie ahead, and I'll be there by your side."
Arthur was only half listening. Hie thoughts dwelled on the fact that he had just acquired a magic item.
He was getting close. Way closer leveling up to godhood.
And now he couldn't wait for more challenging adventures.
Arthur and Lily stepped out of the cave's exit. They found a small stream meandered through a tranquil meadow, its gentle babbling providing a soothing melody to their ears. "It's been a long day," Arthur said, stretching himself. "Let's take a rest here for a while."Lily was glad. She was yet to recover from what she had witnessed today. Never before in her life had she seen any human as strong and powerful as Arthur was. She commended herself for making the decision of serving him. She must live up to his expectations. As they settled by the stream, Arthur felt a mix of exhilaration and awe wash over him. He had claimed the Orb of Power, a relic of immense magical potential. He stared at his hands and couldn't help but marvel at the possibilities that lay before him. With this newfound source of power, he knew he had taken a step closer to achieving godhood.While Lily stretched her back and bent down to the stream to wash her face, Arthur couldn't resist the temptation to c
Arthur and Lily approached the towering city walls of Valoria. After a long and arduous journey from the Catacombs Of Despair, Arthur felt it necessary to establish himself in a city. If he was going to achieve his goals then he must at least have a permanent base where he could always return to. When he asked Lily where they could settle in, she gave him a quick answer, The city of Valoria. As they drew nearer, the grandeur of the city came into view. The walls, made of sturdy stone, stood tall and formidable, stretching out as far as the eye could see. Carved with intricate designs and guarded by watchtowers, they evoked a sense of strength and history.Beneath the walls, a wide river flowed gracefully, its gentle currents reflecting the warm hues of the setting sun. A magnificent stone bridge spanned the waters, connecting the outside world to the bustling life within the city's borders. Its arches were adorned with ornate sculptures depicting legendary heroes and mythical
The carriage suddenly appeared at an unknown location.Arthur glanced around sharply, expecting to confront the little girl and the coachman. However, to his surprise, the carriage was now empty. The girl had vanished.The coachman was also nowhere to be found. It was as if they had vanished into thin air.Turning his attention to Lily, Arthur's heart sank as he realized she was still unconscious."The enchantment that strange girl used seemed to have a hold on Lily," Arthur thought, stroking his chin. "It's keeping her in a deep slumber."Concern etched deep lines on Arthur's face as he pondered. "Just what's the nature of this girl's magic and what's her purpose in all of this?"As he contemplated the mysterious girl, a flood of questions flooded Arthur's mind. "Who was she, and what does she want with Lily and I? Teleportation spell is advanced magic. How does she possessed such powerful teleportation abilities?"Arthur scratched his head in frustration as his brains couldn't pr
Vortrax closed in on Arthur with relentless attacks and speed. His axe came down hard with all his might. Arthur's reflexes made him drew out his sword in time. Each blow from Vortrax's enhanced strength landed with bone-shaking force, causing Arthur to stagger and gasp for breath."How's he so fast?" Arthur asked, staring at his chipped sword. "So this is the power of a Minotaur Lord. If I hadn't drew out my sword in time, he'd have chopped me in twos."It was that axe. The power behind Vortrax's attacks was linked to that axe. Arthur realized that he could not afford to underestimate his foe."We're just getting started," Vortrax roared, his crimson eyes glowing with an ominous light as he unleashed a devastating attack. Arthur stiffened in shock. "Don't tell me. He's got heat visions too?" His insides screamed. Beams of energy shot from Vortrax eyes, hurtling towards Arthur with alarming speed. Reacting swiftly, Arthur conjured his skill, Arcane Shield.A shimmering barrier o
The Devil King's generals were gathered in a dimly lit chamber, seated around a massive round table hewn from black stone.The table was expansive, its diameter reaching nearly fifteen feet, with intricate carvings of demonic symbols etched into its surface. Flickering torches cast eerie shadows across the room. In the center of the table hovered a shimmering orb, displaying a vivid projection of Vortrax the Ruthless defeat. The image showcased Arthur's commanding presence and the Minotaur army bowing before him. The demon lords watched in silence, their eyes locked on the scene unfolding before them.Minutes stretched into an uneasy silence until one of the demon lords, a male with obsidian-black hair, snapped his fingers, causing the floating orb to vanish into thin air. The room grew even quieter, the tension palpable.Suddenly, Lady Marla, a demon female lord with fiery red hair and a flowing black dress slammed her hands on the stone table, rising to her feet. "Hold up! Wha
Arthur watched through the window as the crowd erupted into cheers and applause.Lance had arrived and it was such a spectacle entrance.Lance, clad in shining armour, rode on a majestic white horse, making his way through the streets with grace and confidence. He possessed a well-built physique, honed through years of training and battles fought. He had chiseled jawline, marked with a faint scar that spoke of past encounters with danger. His eyes were a piercing shade of sapphire blue. Cascading waves of chestnut hair framed Lance's face, tousled slightly by the wind as he rode with confidence and grace. In his right hand, Lance wielded a formidable sword. The sword caught Arthur's interest. It was a masterpiece of craftsmanship. Its blade, honed to razor sharpness, gleamed with a polished steel finish. Intricate runes and symbols adorned the hilt giving it a beauty Arthur had never seen before. Lance appeared to be in his early thirties, the prime of his life. He wasn't alo
The bright noon sun hung high in the sky, casting its radiant rays upon the bustling arena below. The atmosphere within the arena was electrifying, shaking with the excited voices of the gathered citizens of Valoria. The air was thick with anticipation, as spectators eagerly waited for the much-anticipated fight between the renowned hero, Lance, and the mysterious challenger, Arthur.The arena itself was an impressive sight to behold. Its circular shape spanned a vast expanse, surrounded by towering stands filled with eager onlookers. The stands seemed to stretch endlessly, accommodating a staggering number of people who had come from far and wide to witness this extraordinary duel.As the crowd milled about, engaging in conversations, snippets of dialogue filled the air:"I heard Lance has never lost a battle in his entire career.""Do you think this Arthur guy stands a chance against him?""I've never seen Lance fight before. I can't wait to witness his legendary skills firsthan
Lance has faced many tough adversaries in his prime and defeated them without breaking a sweat. He was at his peak then. No sane man dares challenge him and any monster that faces him scurries off the moment he draws out his sword. But this man. This is the first man to challenge him and he's proving to become a formidable opponent. Lance hadn't had much excitement in the last six years. This was going to be some fight. His expression hardened, and he swiftly regained his composure. His initial shock turned into determination. He knew he couldn't afford to hold back against Arthur anymore. With a burst of energy, Lance lunged forward, his speed slicing through the air. He unleashed a flurry of lightning-fast strikes, each aimed at exploiting any weakness in Arthur's defenses. The crowd gasped in awe as Lance's sword danced through the air, creating a dazzling spectacle of skill and power.But Arthur was ready for him. He met Lance's attacks head-on, effortlessly parrying and
Arthur spent a month with his parents before he decided it was time to return back to his realm. The portal to his celestial home opened before him, a brilliant vortex of celestial energy.As he stepped towards the portal, his parents held his hands, their eyes filled with pride and love. "You're going back to your realm, Arthur," his mother said, her voice tinged with both joy and sorrow.Arthur nodded, a sense of duty filling his heart. "I have a responsibility to protect both worlds," he said. "But I promise I'll visit you as often as I can."His father squeezed his shoulder reassuringly. "We understand, son," he said. "You have a duty to uphold, and we'll always be here, cheering you on."With tearful yet proud smiles, they bid him farewell as he stepped into the swirling portal, back to the Celestial Realm.As Arthur emerged on the other side, he found himself in the heart of the Celestial City. The ethereal glow of the realm enveloped him, and he felt a surge of power as he re
With Azraziel's defeat, the very fabric of the underworld began quavering. The ground shook, and the rivers of lava started erupting, spewing molten rocks into the air.Arthur hurriedly set off into the depths of the underworld, navigating through the chaos and destruction, determined to find his parents.As he ventured deeper, he hadn't gone far when he stumbled upon them – his parents, chained together to the wall, unconscious and vulnerable.Seeing them after all these years sparked a wave of emotions inside Arthur. Memories of them and the painful moments flooded his heart.He rushed to their side, going on his knees as he hugged them tightly, enveloping them with his celestial aura. His embrace radiated warmth and protection, shielding them from the falling rocks and molten lava eruption. With a radiant glow, they vanished from the underworld, leaving behind the chaos and darkness. * * * *Arthur's father woke up to the tantalizing smell of
Arthur arrived at his parents' house, his heart pounding in his chest. Nervousness gripped him as he stood before the familiar door, having not been with them for ages. Memories of the past flooded his mind, the hurtful words they said to him, and how they rejected him for being a failure in life. Taking a deep breath, he tried to push those thoughts aside, reminding himself that he only wanted to see them for the last time, to find closure and perhaps even to forgive them. As he reached for the doorknob, his mind played a cruel slideshow of all the terrible things they said about him. The pain from the past resurfaced, and he could still feel the physical and verbal abuse that he endured before running away from home.He wondered if he would be able to meet their eyes, to face the ones who had hurt him so deeply. Despite the pain, he longed for a chance to forgive and move on.Summoning courage, he knocked on the door, hoping they would be there. But there was no response. Te
The people on the streets below screamed and scattered in fear, seeking safety from the unexpected terror that had emerged from the depths. Panic spread like wildfire, and chaos erupted throughout the vicinity.Arthur tried to make meaning of what this meant. Then his mind flashed back to the news he heard this morning. Somehow, that mysterious cave must have a connection. This was not a mere coincidence; something had awakened this demon's powers and he was going to find out what it is. First things first, he must protect the city and its people. He swiftly descended, his white wings guiding him to the heart of the chaos. As he landed, the ground trembled beneath his feet, and the air crackled with energy."Stand back!" Arthur called out, his voice commanding attention. The onlookers gaped at Arthur, astonished to see a being like him with wings. The demon turned its attention to the imposing figure before it. It was clearly drawn to Arthur's divine power, sensing the threa
Arthur called for a meeting of all the gods of the realms, and they gathered before him at the celestial council. As the gods arrived, they saw Arthur seated at his magnificent throne, his divine aura radiating with power and determination.The gods of Astralia were among those who stood before Arthur, their faces reflecting disapproval and disbelief. They had doubted that Arthur could return and defeat Astorath, but here he was, the new Supreme Celestium.Beside him, Celestia sat with their baby in her arms. Her presence added an air of grace and serenity to the gathering.Arthur stood up, and all eyes were on him as he addressed the assembly. "My fellow gods, today marks the beginning of a new era in the realms. I stand here not as a conqueror, but as a protector and guide for all beings."The gods of Astralia looked unconvinced. The hate in their eyes was evident enough for all to notice. Arthur continued, turning his attention to them. "You gods left Astralia for your vacation
Arthur looked into Astorath's eyes, and saw a gleeful smile on Astorath's face. Astorath spoke, "This battle is over. I've won."In that moment, Astorath unleashed a devastating blast of energy that exploded Arthur into ashes. The force of the blast left nothing but smoke and ashes where Arthur once stood.Astorath rubbed his hands on his chest, feeling disgusted. "Weak." He was certain there was no way Arthur could survive that obliteration.Suddenly, the wind grew strong and swarmed around Arthur's ashes. Astorath watched, feeling a warning in his mind, but before he could react, something extraordinary happened.From the ashes rose a powerful surge of Phoenix flames, swirling and igniting in a blaze of vibrant colours. The flames took shape, and there, emerging from the fiery inferno, was Arthur, renewed and transformed.His body was engulfed in the majestic Phoenix flames, and his eyes glowed with a divine radiance. The very essence of rebirth and resilience emanated from hi
Astorath's created razor-sharp energy blades that filled the air, making it difficult for Arthur to maneuver. Arthur remained composed, channeling his inner strength, determination, and experiences as he gripped his sword, which shimmered with divine light. With a swift motion, Astorath released his celestial blades, sending them hurtling towards Arthur like a barrage of shining projectiles. Arthur's movements were swift and evasive as he dodged the blades using bursts of divine energy to propel himself through the air.Then he retaliated with a burst of his own divine energy, a radiant wave that scattered the celestial blades in all directions. Astorath's eyes narrowed in surprise at the display of power. "Impressive. Your rapid growth in swordplay is second to mine but it would take a lot more than that to defeat me."The two gods closed the distance between them, their swords clashing with a resounding impact. Their energies intertwined, creating a magnificent display of divin
Arthur was surprised at Celestia. He stammered, "We can't do this? You're a god..."She chuckled and waved her hand dismissively. "Don't be a dunce, Arthur. Look, we're both gods, and we can still procreate."Arthur was taken aback by her response. "But we can't. Why? What good would it do?"Celestia sat on the bed, facing him, and stared directly into his eyes. "Let me explain," she said gently. "In the realm of gods, there's a balance of power, much like the concept of Yin and Yang. By combining our powers, we create a unique energy that embodies the best of both of us."Arthur looked puzzled. "And how would that help me face Astorath?"Celestia smiled, her eyes gleaming with desire. "When two individuals with complementary Yin and Yang qualities come together, their energies combine to create a harmonious and balanced relationship. When you and I mate, we shall create a flow of energy stronger than any god."Arthur couldn't believe his ears. "You mean if we mate, I'd gain an incre
The next day, Arthur walked out of the hotel, determined to find a pathway or gate to Astralia. He felt an unyielding desire to return to that realm and save everyone. He won't rest until he did that.As he strolled through the city, lost in thought, he passed by the bank when suddenly he heard gunshots. His instincts kicked in, and he realized there was a hold-up happening inside.He stiffened, knowing that people's lives were at risk. He felt his hand balling into a fist. What kind of a man would he be if he didn't save those people?Then, a risky idea struck him. What if he allowed himself to be killed again? Perhaps dying might lead him back to Astralia.With newfound determination, he hurried into the bank, surprising the robbers. They pointed their guns at him, yelling, "Get down or we shoot!"But Arthur stared back at them defiantly. "Well, go ahead. Shoot me."The robbers were perplexed by his fearlessness, exchanging puzzled glances. One of them warned him again, but Ar