Kapitel 193: Summoning of a Mythical Beast
"Wrock!", shouted Akiol.
A blue aura arose from Wrock as he moved in the blink of an eye. Appearing on the side of Rygeth he slammed his fist into their face, forcing Rygeth back.
The large runes above them flickered as Kan'na collapsed. Akiol caught her as she fell, "Yielya."
"I know!"
A glow appeared on Kan'na, but the wound didn't heal. Yielya gritted her teeth as she used several more healing skills, Ginale appeared occasionally to mimic Yielya.
Yielya gritted her teeth, "No good, this is the Severe Injuries status."
"Explain quickly."
"Once a player receives a serious injury, say a lost limb, they will slowly bleed to death. Currently there is no way to prevent the death, healing can only delay it."
Yielya tapped her staff on the ground, a circle of light appeared and continuously healed Kan'na. Akiol asked, "How long?"
"Three minutes. I can make it five, but in return I cannot heal you guys."
"So we have to finish this in five minutes. . . Very well, keep her alive for as long as possible."
Kan'na weakly raised an arm, "Don't I can easily get this back. . . It's not worth. . . risking everything..."
"Risking everything? Remember who I am? I am always confident in winning a battle. Just stay alive for now."
Kan'na dropped her arm and began to rest. Tilia clenched her fists, "I'm sorry, I failed to-"
"Hush Tilia."
"But-"
"Focus, make sure that they aren't harmed. Assist if you can, but prioritize their safety. . . Jarvis! Are you done?"
Jarvis responded, "One more minute, at that point I can hold back him for two minutes."
"Wrock can hold him off for that long. We are against the clock here."
"I'm aware."
Wrock slammed his foot into Rygeth's gut. He had activated his Berserk Skill, his stat increase multiplied his stats with his War Sight active. Currently his stats were far above than what he achieved with [Last Fight].
Rygeth slid to a stop and coughed blood. Yet a confident look remained on his face, "Your friend will die within three minutes, granted your healer is at least half capable. Once I regain my Immortality, your fate is sealed!"
Wrock lifted his hands into a stance, "You act like I am not going to kill you before then."
"Ha! Your attacks may injure me, but they are far from lethal."
Thirty seconds have passed. . .
"We shall see about that."
Wrock dashed forward, upon getting close he threw a punch towards Rygeth. The Crimson Immortal deflected the blow and threw his own punch towards Wrock's face.
Wrock vanished, reappearing behind Rygeth and launching an attack with his fist. Rygeth smirked, he had already seen this before.
Rygeth vanished before Wrock's attack could land. Appearing behind Wrock the smirk remained, "Take a taste of your own medicine!"
As he shouted he threw an attack forward. Yet Wrock's figure turned odd. He moved at a rapid pace, every small movement left an after image. Yet before Rygeth could even understand what was occurring, Wrock's elbow slammed into Rygeth's jaw.
[Spinning Reversal]!
This was a skill Wrock had created specifically for situations like these! It allowed him to strike at those who teleported behind him almost instantly!
Rygeth was sent flying into a part of the mountain. Wrock winced, it was almost time.
-<>-
Wrock's war sight coursed through his arms. As he experimented with it he grew quite happy. After it had been named he reached a new realm of control over it, now the strengthening effect tripled his stats.
He then looked at the War Sight information page.
|Elemental Fusion|
When elements are perfectly fused a new element is formed, having power far beyond the previous. The current fusion holds three elements.
War Sight Status Ratings:
Power: F-
Range: F-
Utility: A
Potential: S+
Total Rating: B+
Wrock murmured, "What was the class of my War Sight again? The Seer said something. . . ah whatever."
Wrock took a deep breath, today he was going to test the effects of stacking his Berserk Skill with his War Sight.
The aura extended from him, his stats skyrocketing. He then practiced with some shadow fighting, every second he grew more joyful. The results were fantastic!
After reaching thirty seconds his stats increased further. A grin spread across Wrock's face. This was incredible!
Fifteen seconds later that same grin froze. A pain began to ransack through his body. He clenched his teeth, but every second the pain grew more intense.
He was forced to stop at fifty seconds. He turned off his War Sight and Berserk Skill with a frown.
It seemed his limit was fifty seconds. Any further than that. . . he was slightly afraid of the consequences.
What was stopping him? It was due to him essentially destroying his body to grow stronger. With his War Sight and Berserk Skill active, his stats was increased by 1200%.
This wasn't including when thirty seconds passed, making the buff increase to 1250%. This was tearing apart his body, after all it was far beyond what even [Final Fight] was capable of producing. Going beyond that may cause permanent damage.
Wrock sighed, "Hopefully this should be enough. . ."
-><-
Forty-five seconds have passed. The pain started. Yet Wrock grit his teeth, he would fight through it for now.
Rygeth freed himself from the rubble, "This pesky-!"
Wrock appeared in front of him and slammed his fist into Rygeth's chest. The Crimson Immortal was sent back into the mountain. Wrock began barraging Rygeth with powerful blows. Every blow sent Rygeth deeper into the mountain.
Fifty seconds have passed, the pain grew even more intense. Yet Wrock focused solely on attacking. Every inch of his being focused on the next punch, doing its best to ignore the pain.
Wrock slammed his fist into Rygeth, this punch had broken through the other side of the mountain. Rygeth tumbled through the snow, a trail of blood dyed his path.
One minute has passed. The pain shot through Wrock and he collapsed onto his knees. Try as he might he could not stand back up.
Jarvis called, "It's alright Wrock! We will take it from here!"
Wrock canceled his Berserk Skill and War Sight. He then collapsed onto the floor, "Thanks Jarvis. . . I think I'm going to take a nap."
A bright light appeared in front of Jarvis. Rygeth recovered from his tumble and snapped his head towards the light.
The light faded and a majestic being appeared. It's existence radiating power. Jarvis pointed at Rygeth, "I'll leave this to you."
-<>-
Whitelash sat underneath a tree. Jarvis ran his fingers through the pelt of the tiger whilst asking, "So now that the Sages are gathered, what is it you mean by your power together?"
"A ritual. We perform a ritual and fuse together. Our strength and power is added together and multiplied. We will hold power over all the elements. This is the form we take as a last resort."
"What ritual?"
"The ritual is quite short, it just requires us to sit in a diamond shape and chant an ancient language."
"Woah, that wasn't very descriptive."
"It's not something I can explain in words."
"Then why not show me?"
"We can only take this form once every month. Are you sure?"
Jarvis winced, "No, the Trial is within two weeks. It's not going to recharge in time."
"Then you will have to wait and see."
-><-
The beast that appeared seemed holy. It was pure white, holding no other colors. It's body was that of a tiger, it's face of a wolf. Two wings were on its back, with a reptilian tail.
Jarvis then received several notifications.
<Congratulations for being the first player to summon a Mythical beast. >
<Due to this achievement User shall receive a permanent increase in stats.>
<Player has summoned the Mythical Four Sage Beast: Zenothoriath>
<Zenothoriath exerts a mastery of all elements.>
<All elements are under control of Zenothoriath.>
Rygeth was shocked by the outcome, "You have control over the four Sages?"
Zenothoriath sent bolts of lightning towards Rygeth. The Crimson Immortal quickly dodged. He grit his teeth, "These brats are far more troublesome! I had been simply trying to buy time, but it looks like I will have to exert myself!"
Rygeth shot forward, he needed to kill this beast if he planned to complete the Trial!
Zenothoriath swiped a paw at Rygeth. The Crimson Immortal raised an arm and braced himself. The paw was incredibly powerful, but Rygeth managed to maintain his footing.
He prepared to strike the beast, but an incredibly powerful gust of wind blew him back. Once he landed the ground underneath him collapsed a bit. From the crushed stone several thick roots gripped Rygeth quickly.
Before he could free himself himself and his surroundings ignited into flames. The Crimson Immortal ripped apart the burning roots and swiped his hand around him. The sheer power from the blow extinguished the flames.
Rygeth's clothes were burnt. Alongside the beating he received from Wrock, his current state wasn't looking too good.
Zenothoriath spoke, "It seems like the Immortals aren't so special once they become Mortal again."
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