"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