179 Last Round (1/2)
The black dragon's eyes and aura changed immediately. A grin was plastered on his face as if it was never going to fade. His entire body started undergoing some changes as the bones cracked loudly
”This body is already an undead apparently” The dragon muttered ”That's why I can't change into a skeleton, huh?”
”{Yeah, you don't need to do that. You would only lose the advantages this dragon form can give you, Malum}” Night said.
”I'm just used to a skeletal body… Well, I can work with this” Malum laughed and the coc.o.o.n created by the Second Blue Art burst open. His eyes sharpened and glared at the dark fire which was fading away.
The first thing that got out was a huge golden bell ”…That's the Bell of Mictlan” The dragon muttered as he looked at the big object.
”{What is that?}” Karma inquired.
” 'Mictlan' is the lowest and northernmost section of h.e.l.l in Aztec mythology” Malum answered ”The G.o.d of Death, Mictlantcuhtli, would ring it when his enemies were too strong or too many. The Bell had the power to break anything with its sound but the problem was that it affected everything around it. And to ring it, you have to be next to it”
”In the end, the Bell will help you destroy your enemies but will damage you at the same time” Malum snorted ”It isn't that strong against individuals, but it can control the dead and most importantly, it's capable of destroying magic. For example, 'Dark Nova' should've killed him but he managed to break out thanks to that Bell”
As he said that, the Bell rung once again and made him frown. Just after, the dark flames of the Art spread far and wide and filled Malum's entire vision.
A golden light then suddenly broke through it. Malum's grin widened when he saw that. A giant claw emerged from the flames and the rest of the fire was blown away by a single flap from the pair of humongous wings.
Fafnir was back with an even scarier appearance. His size couldn't even be taken as a joke anymore; he already went over one thousand meters in height. His eyes were full crimson and his scales were even s.h.i.+nier than before. As if they truly were thick plates of gold.
”This is gonna be fun” Malum laughed and said. Fafnir seemed to have lost even his ability to talk and inhaled before directing a 'Dragon's Breath' toward Malum.
The latter snickered and waved Karma. The katana changed into a huge greatsword ”Big guy, don't underestimate the Berserker's Path” Malum sneered and flapped his wings. He didn't chant anything and lightning just gathered around his sword as he swung it at the large fire breath.
Thunder roared and Malum cut through the flames and dispersed them with the shockwave alone. He continued his momentum and reached the golden dragon's head. He grinned and punched the huge dragon right between his eyes.
Like before with Layla, Fafnir shouldn't have had any problem taking a physical blow from someone much smaller and weaker than him but Malum's punch not only was painful, he even was sent flying. Malum smirked and caught up with him at an incredible speed, he then kicked him in the back and the golden dragon roared as he couldn't resist the knockback.
Malum didn't stop and continued that for a long time, he started playing with Fafnir as if he was a ball and he was playing some sort of game. It was a really an odd sight. You just had to imagine a small insect making a human fly in all directions and you could understand the absurdity of the situation.
”{Hey, Malum!}” Night shouted at some point and Malum abruptly stopped punching and swinging his sword. Fafnir seemed to be in a bad state and considering his size, huge amounts of blood, enough to fill an entire river, were already flowing down.
But the one who was the most injured wasn't him but Malum. His entire body was cracking weirdly and blood was flowing from every muscle. His veins had burst while he was pounding the giant dragon and his muscles had been torn apart.
”{If you continue like that your body will not last long}” Night reprimanded and Malum clicked his tongue.
”That's why I prefer a skeletal body…” He muttered.
”{Idiot}” Night immediately retorted ”{Without the flesh, your bones would have received all of the toll and broken ages ago}”
Malum grunted and Night sighed ”{You and Arima have such a lucky state where even if you use the Berserk's Path, the other will be able to use it with a clear mind. You are the most compatible with this, so use it well}”
”I know, I know” Malum responded with an annoyed face ”Why am I supposed to listen to you anyway?”
”{Because without me, you'll do something stupid}” Night uttered and Karma laughed.
Malum snorted ”I'm not even going all out. The Berserker's Path can go much farther”
”{I know. But don't use it. Focus on Fafnir now. If you can't control your strength, use the Arts. Your magical output is also affected by the berserk state so be aware of that too, don't use them too much}”
Malum rolled his eyes in exasperation. He had too many restrictions for this fight ”It's annoying…” He muttered as he observed the golden dragon convulsing while getting even bigger ”How strong does this guy want to get until he's satisfied?” He frowned.
Fafnir roared and Malum's body automatically bent by instinct. His eyes narrowed and the next thing he knew, he had received a blow which sent him flying through s.p.a.ce. He coughed blood and groaned.
He used his wings to stop his momentum and lifted Karma ”What was it again…” He muttered and swung the great sword at the giant claw falling on him ”[Aeterna]” He chanted and the wave of lightning exploded.
The effects of the Berserker's Path were showed as the explosion was a lot bigger than with Arima. But Malum hands bled and his magic circuits suddenly overheated. The worst was that Fafnir only suffered a scratch and still made his claw connect with Malum.
”[Fourth Destruction Art, Vashta Nerada]” The latter conjured a wall of darkness and the Art even managed to absorb the physical force. And one more time, Malum felt all of his magic circuits trembling.