Chương 119: 119. It's My Turn!
Diluc's expression darkened upon hearing Ayaka's explanation, and he appeared somewhat frustrated by the situation. It seemed to him that Ryūhei's decision not to participate in this crucial confrontation appeared as if he didn't fully grasp the gravity of the situation.
Diluc spoke his thoughts, his tone carrying a touch of frustration and concern. "Miss Ayaka, I understand Ryūhei's perspective, but we're facing a corrupted dragon here. This is not just a training exercise. We need all the help we can get. I hope he realizes the severity of the situation." His words conveyed his belief in the urgency of the battle and the need for every available hand.
Aether, concurring with Diluc's perspective, added his voice to the conversation. "I share Master Diluc's concern. While I respect Ryūhei's approach, the presence of a corrupted dragon poses a significant threat. We could use his support in this challenging battle."
Ayaka, demonstrating unwavering trust in Ryūhei and his approach, shook her head to express her faith in his judgment. Without uttering a word, she propelled herself into action, rushing toward the corrupted dragon with her katana drawn.
Ayaka engaged Dvalin in a fierce battle, her katana glinting with the icy power of her Cryo Vision. With each swing, she unleashed freezing slashes that left frosty trails in their wake. Her movements were swift and graceful, her strikes precise and measured as she aimed to exploit the dragon's vulnerabilities.
However, Dvalin was not a foe to be taken lightly. In response to Ayaka's relentless attacks, he retaliated with a surge of Anemo energy. Similar to the Hadoken technique Veldora had used earlier, Dvalin summoned pulse bombs made of swirling Anemo energy. These explosive projectiles were like miniature tornadoes, launched in quick succession toward Ayaka.
Upon impact, the pulse bombs burst into a storm of razor-sharp winds, creating a hazardous whirlwind of Anemo energy. Dvalin took it a step further by manipulating his Anemo abilities to form a deluge of rain from the aftermath of the pulse bombs. The raindrops, infused with his power, became a torrential downpour that aimed to drench and disorient Ayaka, making her movements more challenging and her Cryo abilities less effective.
Upon witnessing Ayaka's valiant efforts and the formidable power she wielded in her confrontation with Dvalin, Diluc, Jean, and Aether were spurred into action. Each of them recognized the urgency of the situation and the need to support Ayaka in her battle against the corrupted dragon.
Diluc, carrying his greatsword and ignited by his Pyro Vision, rushed into the fray with unwavering determination. His flaming sword strikes clashed with the tempestuous Anemo attacks of Dvalin, creating a spectacle of fire and wind that illuminated the battlefield.
Jean, using her Anemo Vision, became a steadfast presence on the battlefield, utilizing her mastery of the wind element to provide support and protection. She created swirling gusts that warded off Dvalin's pulse bombs and rain, shielding Ayaka and her allies from the worst of the onslaught.
Aether, while lacking a Vision, harnessed the power of the Anemo element with finesse. His command over the wind allowed him to maneuver with agility and grace, dodging Dvalin's attacks and countering with precise Anemo strikes that disrupted the dragon's flow of Anemo energy.
As the battle unfolded, it became apparent that Dvalin possessed an immunity to Anemo power. This presented a significant challenge to Aether, who harnessed Anemo abilities, as his attacks had limited effectiveness against the corrupted dragon.
With Dvalin's immunity to Anemo power rendering Aether's elemental abilities ineffective, Aether had no choice but to rely on his swordsmanship. He drew his blade, determined to contribute to the battle using his martial skills and combat prowess. In the face of this challenging adversary, Aether focused on his swordplay, aiming to strike true and aid his companions in their battle against the corrupted dragon.
With a deep sense of determination and a desire not to be outdone, Fischl made the resolute choice to join the battle alongside her allies. Her decision was followed by an enigmatic proclamation, using her characteristic dramatic flair,
"By the enigmatic moon and the ever-mystical cosmos, I, Fischl, Prinzessin der Verurteilung, shall now unveil my arcane might! I journey forth to confront this formidable adversary and add my arcane enigmas to the tapestry of our battle. Let the abyssal forces quiver as we, the enigmatic hunters, unite to cast down the corrupted dragon and restore the balance of the mystical realms!"
Fischl's words exuded an air of mysticism and enigma, highlighting her commitment to the battle and her determination to stand with her companions.
She raised her ornate bow and drew it with precision, imbuing it with the power of her Electro Vision. As she released the string, a crackling arrow of electrical energy surged forth, finding its target with unerring accuracy.
Her arrows found their mark on Dvalin, striking him with a surge of electrifying power. The dragon roared in response to the jolt, its body shuddering under the influence of Fischl's potent Electro attacks.
With each precise shot, Fischl's powers electrified the battlefield, adding a dynamic element to the clash. Her calculated, combined with her undeniable skill as an archer, made her a formidable addition to the ongoing battle against the corrupted dragon.
20 minutes later.
As Dvalin flapped his wings and charged a colossal pulse bomb, the group of valiant fighters, consisting of Ayaka, Diluc, Jean, Fischl, and Aether, recognized the imminent threat and sprang into action. Each member, drawing upon their unique skills and elemental abilities, to deflect the incoming onslaught.
The group's coordinated actions, while valiant, had proven ineffective against the unstoppable force of the gigantic pulse bomb. The moment of impact seemed imminent, and the group braced themselves for the impending blast, a figure suddenly appeared before them. It was none other than Ryūhei. With his unique powers, he conjured a formidable barrier, a manifestation of the concept of Zeno's paradox.
This extraordinary barrier served as an insurmountable obstacle, halting the gigantic pulse bomb's advance and preventing it from reaching its intended target. The concept of Zeno's paradox, symbolizing an unending sequence of smaller distances, made it impossible for the pulse bomb to progress any further.
The group watched in awe as Ryūhei's intervention had averted a catastrophic disaster. His unexpected appearance and the application of his extraordinary abilities had saved them from the colossal threat posed by Dvalin's attack.
The members of the group, including Diluc, Jean, Aether, Fischl, and Ayaka, were filled with a mixture of astonishment, gratitude, and renewed determination in response to Ryūhei's awe-inspiring intervention.
Diluc, known for his stoic demeanor, couldn't hide his sense of relief and admiration. His eyes widened, and he nodded with a newfound respect for Ryūhei's capabilities.
Jean, ever the responsible and protective leader, felt a sense of gratitude and acknowledgment. She exchanged a subtle yet meaningful glance with Ryūhei, silently acknowledging his critical role in their survival.
Aether, who had previously held concerns about Ryūhei's absence in the battle, was humbled by the display of his power and felt a renewed sense of unity within the group.
Fischl, with her enigmatic way of expressing herself, added her own layer of intrigue to the situation. She spoke with an air of fascination, "An interruption to the fabric of time and motion. The cosmos has indeed woven a tapestry of the unexpected."
Ayaka, her trust in Ryūhei further solidified by his remarkable display of power, although she was stunned as well
Venti, the Anemo Archon and a figure known for his playful demeanor, couldn't help but be taken aback when he witnessed Ryūhei's extraordinary demonstration of power. The bard of Mondstadt, typically a sociable and charismatic individual, found himself momentarily speechless at the sheer magnitude of Ryūhei's abilities.
With wide-eyed astonishment, Venti gazed upon the enigmatic barrier created by Ryūhei, effectively stopping the gigantic pulse bomb in its tracks. His surprise was evident in his expression as he watched the unfolding spectacle, a silent acknowledgment of the incredible strength that Ryūhei possessed.
In this pivotal moment, even Venti, the revered Anemo Archon, was reminded that there were individuals of remarkable power in the continent of Teyvat, each with their unique strengths and capabilities.
With the gigantic pulse bomb suspended in a state of perpetual stasis before him, Ryūhei turned his attention to the corrupted Dvalin. His expression was one of unwavering resolve, and he invoked a familiar phrase with the flair of a seasoned duelist while holding a reverse Uno card.
"It's my turn!"
The words, delivered with a touch of Yugi's dramatic style from a duel monster, held a certain power and determination. It was as if Ryūhei had declared that the battlefield was his domain, and he was ready to take his decisive move.
Ryūhei invoked,
"Cursed Technique Reversal: Red!"
The atmosphere seemed to ripple with an eerie crimson energy as he unleashed the technique, and his every motion exuded an otherworldly presence.
The technique coursed through Ryūhei's being, infusing him with a supernatural power. He extended his hand toward the gigantic pulse bomb, and the crimson energy surged from his palm in a powerful and overwhelming burst. The very fabric of space seemed to distort and twist as the energy met the pulse bomb.
In an instant, the gigantic pulse bomb was engulfed in the crimson maelstrom, and the laws of motion were defied once more. The explosion that should have followed was transformed into a reversed implosion, collapsing in on itself as if time were rewound. The destructive force of the pulse bomb was neutralized, and a silent shockwave radiated outwards to blast Dvalin away.
As the dust settled, Dvalin found himself on the ground, his once-formidable attack turned against him. The dragon roared in pain and defeat, the negative emotions that had plagued him momentarily dispelled by Ryūhei's incredible technique.
The group stood in awe, their gazes fixed on Ryūhei, who had displayed a level of power that defied explanation. He had not only protected them from the pulse bomb but had also brought Dvalin to the ground.
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