429 Clash
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The empty eyes of Kyle looked into the skies, his entire body was now a skeleton, burned by holy light, he turned deep black in color. His only clothes managed to survive, enchanted with powerful magic, and even his staff was broken apart.
“You’re sorry?”
Kyle heard Ellergest voice, answering him with resentment, his voice sounding guttural, and phantasmal, it wasn’t even how he sounded before…
“I… I shouldn’t had left you behind… I… I shouldn’t had told you to go away. I was scared back then but…!” Ellergest muttered, slowly standing up, his entire body was covered by lethal wounds, bleeding all over. His healing was barely doing much, he had sustained too much damage.
“But what?”
Kyle’s skeleton stood up, looking down at Ellergest with resentment, he wasn’t even recognizable anymore… The old necromancer quickly realized the fear in Ellergest eyes at his own accursed appearance.
“What’s wrong? Are you… scared? This is… Ngh… My true appearance. I was always… I was… always a demon, a monster!” Kyle said, raising his skeletal hands.
He had sustained a lot of damage, yet he was still standing… Even Ellergest was surprised that he had become such a powerful Undead.
“Kyle, please stop this… You don’t’ have to fight anymore…” Ellergest muttered.
“I don’t?” Kyle asked. “You old fool… You’ve always been such a naïve hypocrite…”
“Life’s a battle… a never-ending battle for survival. Once you stop fighting, you die and disappear.” Kyle said, his jaws moved as he spoke, making rattling sounds that sent chills down everybody’s spines except Blake, who was slowly walking towards the old necromancer.
“Kyle… stop this!” Ellergest cried, as he tried to run towards the old Lich. He had already stopped his fusion with his Turtle Spirt, which was now resting, but his Holy Dragon was neat him, protecting him.
“No… I will not stop!” Roared the Lich. “Look at you, all old, tattered, and so weak… You look pathetic…”
The old necromancer wasn’t any better, as his bones were burnt until they turned black. His magical power was almost completely emptied after having used it all to protect his body from fading into ashes. However, he was still a powerful Rank 3 Spirit Master, even with low magic power, he could still be a formidable and powerful being.
“[Spirit Fusion]!”
The old Necromancer quickly performed Spirit Fusion with his first spirit, the one he was born with, the Reaper!
FLAAASH!
Phantasmal essence and darkness converged into his body, combining, and enhancing his own bones, turning them white once more. Several red markings appeared over his body, as he was able to materialize an enormous scythe and a black cloak covering his entire body.
And even more, he gained the ability to fly as he pleased, looking around his surroundings, everyone was too tired to move at all, completely exhausted by the fight. The only one in front of him that might be a threat was Ellergest, and he was already about to die.
“I will give you the honor of being beheaded by me, Ellergest. As… a parting gift from your old friend.” Kyle seemed to distort his stuff skull, as a smile seemed to emerge as his bones curled up, showing his sharp teeth…
“Nnnggh… Kyle… Please…” Ellergest supplicated for Kyle to change his ways, but his friend was already dead. Whatever was in front of him was only a personification of his friend’s hatred and resentment.
“Die, Ellergest!”
The Lich swung his enormous scythe, pointing its blade towards Ellergest’s neck, aiming to behead him!
Elizabeth and the other priests woke up from their daze, slowly standing up and seeing the horrifying scene in front of their eyes.
“Papa!!!”
Elizabeth cried, trying to stand up. But she had grown too weakened now after using all her Mana and Ki, she could barely scream to begin with.
The Lich’s Phantasmal Scythe quickly reached Ellergest’s neck, as the cold and sharp blade of the weapon began to slice through the skin and flesh of the old man’s neck…
SLAAASH!
Blood splattered everywhere, as Ellergest’s eyes opened wide in the shock of seeing the crimson blood…
And the boy standing in front of him.
“Blake?!”
The blood coming out was from Blade’s Demonic Arm, which he used to block the powerful attack. It had been pierced by the scythe, but it didn’t budge anymore, as the scythe got stuck into his arm’s bone.
“Y-You?!” The Lich looked at Blake with eyes glowing bright red in surprise.
“I’ve been waiting this moment patiently now… When you are at your weakest point, Kyle.” Said Blake, his eyes suddenly turned bright red, and so did his hair, as it began to grow longer. His body suddenly matured, resembling the body of a young and muscular adult. His clothes became black and several red markings appeared around his body.
“T-That form!” Ellergest’s eyes opened wide in shock, as he remembered the last time he saw Blake using this specific form.
It was the time when Blake and Eleanora became one, merging together through a forced attempt at Spirit Fusion that surged when Eleanora used her Blood Threads over Blake’s soul and body to force him to move. It happened almost accidentally back then, but now; Blake had completely grasped how the technique could be used.
He knew it drained his Mana like crazy, even more his Ki, and he knew he only had, at most, a minute to do the impossible and defeat a Rank 3 Spirit Master… However, the explosive enhancement to all his Stats was thanks to this powerful fusion, which was further perfected as Blake used the power of Blood Arts and Shadow Manipulation Techniques to enhance his fusion with Eleanora.
Their spears became one and long red spear, shining with an aura of dreadful vampiric essence… Blake’s eyes turned red and so did his hair, which became long. His ears became sharp like those of vampires, and his nails grew black and long, like ferocious claws.
A smile filled with excitement and thrill appeared over his handsome face, as the Lich suddenly felt a powerful pressure hitting his very soul.
It felt as if there was an unfathomable being in front of him.
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