86 Summoning the Legions Part 1 (2/2)

Thanks to that, Urag witnessed the brief confrontation between Wilfried and the Blood King, enabling him to get hints of his foe's unused abilities. Raising his right hand, Urag pulled the orb sheltering Lena and Tamara toward him and bolted toward the woods—feigning a retreat.

Without opening his eyes, the Blood King swung his sword. With that one stroke, all dra particles around Urag detonated, surrounding the imp lord with waves upon waves of explosions that blew dozens of trees into debris. In synch, the blood tendrils lashed at Urag, moving at twice the speed of sound to whip and shackle him.

Smirking at the move, Urag stopped his bait retreat, and at Mach 3 speed, vanished to reappear behind before the Blood King.

The distressing sound of cracking bones rumbled as Urag headbutted the Blood King, sending him hurtling into distant trees—almost.

Before the Blood King slammed into the tree trunks, Urag blocked his path, kicked his chin, grabbed his right leg, and slammed him into the ground like a berserk behemoth. However, the Blood King's mahana gene and Mark of Pride kicked into gear, healing all his wounds as soon as they appeared. Faced with a regeneration speed that put even fehls to shame, Urag hurled the Blood King into the sky and aimed his right hand at him.

”Fourth Circle Spell: Disintegration,” the imp lord uttered as he willed four purple pentagrams into existence, and directed his fehl dra to obliterate all particles in the Blood King's body.

The expected ringing blast didn't follow. Instead, the boisterous laughter of the overbearing Blood King rumbled in the Sura Plane's icy-blue sky.

”I was chosen by Fate itself to rein in all living things. The will of destiny guides my every move. How could your insignificant magic harm me? Dull-witted, conceited and unredeemable insect, suffer Fate's Judgment!” The Blood King snarled, and as the Crowned Skull on his neck shimmered, red armor plates covered his body, wrapping him in a blood-red heavy armor shaped like a ravenous demon knight, with red energy wings fit for a fallen angel—the Blood King, or more precisely, Kilian's modified Mahana Armor.

Behind his demon knight helmet, the Blood King sneered at Urag and aimed his left hand toward him.

Urag's Fourth Circle Spell's might surged from the Blood King's hand, slamming the imp lord with full force. Seeing his own spell returned to his face, Urag frowned. But as grimaces halted no disaster, the spell smashed into him. Clenching his teeth, Urag sank his feet into the ground and resisted the spell's impact.

But though in usual days, a Fourth Circle Spell shouldn't have been able to injure him, Urag still spurted blood. His lips then curled into a maniacal grin.”Negation and reversal, a prime mahana. Alright, the info gathering time's over.

I, Lord of the 256th Legion, call upon my Fehl Blood to bridge the gap of planes, and summon my liegemen!” Urag proclaimed as his hands moved in eldritch gestures. The ground cracked, the trees swayed, unbridled wind squalls whistled left and right while the dra in the atmosphere flowed in reverse.

6,666 purple vortices appeared above Urag, and from them, red, demonic heads of various sizes poked out.

”Fifth Circle Spell: Fehl Legion Summoning!”

Unleashing the horrible might of his fehl dra, Urag bridged the gap of planes, and hurled his Fehl Legion into the Sura World!