Chapter 243 - XII Hell Bringers Ancestral Fire Shadow (1/2)
Several Years in the past, Elijah was in the middle of his fight against Surt in the mountains of Peuh.
”Eugnas: Blood Stealing!” Elijah's spoke with a stern voice. He used void laws to conceal himself while he glanced past the sword in Surt's hands before he exploded with speed, throwing his hammer bathed in a thread of void lightning at Surt just before he appeared at his side, pressing his palm against the leader of the Fire Giant's back.
In a short moment, Elijah stole his some of his blood essence as well as some of his flames and hit Surt with the back of his hammer, the huge hammer hit him in the stomach with full power before smashing on a mountain close in the surroundings of the F region.
Elijah, slowly approached the two flames [Hell Bringer's Ancestral Fire Bullet!] Under his hand, a milky white bullet with the size of a human's hand could be seen. But even using his full power, this white flame was too unstable and Elijah feared it would explode in a few moments, but then time stopped and the flames vanished before it appeared once again. Yet both Elijah and Surt didn't noticed this strange event and the fight continued as it happened.
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At the present time, a mass of milky white flames dancing on the top of his head. It appearance made every spectator gasp in surprise as a heat several times greater than the sun spread throughout the stage. It was the fusion of the ancestral fire and Surt's fire, but on a much lower scale and weaker as he used the power of time to summon its shadow. Elijah knew its power could only heavily injure a great immortal at most.
”Oh shit...” With a single look, the void clan's elders realized how dreadful this thin white flame truly was and dashed to the stage as to strengthen the barriers around the stage.
'F*ck, I thought we wouldn't need the use of barrier in the battles between mortals, but there is a monster like this.' One of the void clan elders cursed in a low voice as he formed a dozen hand seals and infused his energy into the thin layer that separated the arena from the stadium.
Crrr! Crrr! The little white flame shook and Elijah spouted a mouthful of golden blood when he felt the flames going out of control. The flame felt a sudden by a powerful spatial force lock on it, trying to suppress and erase its power, the milky white flames noticed this act against itself and exploded in fury.
Shiiiiiiiiiiiiing! The flame observed the stage before its shot upwards and burst into a sea of fire than washed over the stage.
Even a standing more than a thousand feet away, The two mortal cultivators felt their insides and their foundation starting to melt. Just this made them run away and jump away from the stage.