Chapter 122: Seriously, thats too much... (1/2)
”Who are you?” Errastas' voice resounded and made the planet shake ever so slightly. Arima looked up and grinned. His skull deformed wickedly.
”You don't remember me?” He scoffed and let loose of his slaughter intent. The giant reacted badly and rolled his eyes.
”So, you are that one. I thought I had dealt with you already,” the giant spoke again and Arima snorted.
”Did you really think that you could eliminate me so easily?” Arima retorted and a hooded skeleton materialized above him. The 'Last Painter' started his work.
”That should have been enough to take care of the likes of you. You were not even in the Earthen Realm,” Errastas's eyes gloweda and he took a step forward, making the ground quake. ”And even if the guardian of the Hell Gate is on your side, he's nothing more than a puppy right now.”
”Ha, ha… aren't you a funny one?” Chulainn laughed dryly and a circle appeared under his feet. His fire magic was endowed to his body and his body expanded even more.
”Don't underestimate an Earthen God. You may be a legendary-level existence but this is not Hell. You are weak here, Kerberos.”
Errastas' third eye glowed the stone around him was lifted to form mountains.
Arima identified the giant's third eye as a sigil. He took note of it and grandly released his aura. The sky darkened and purple lightning bolts fell like rain, each stronger than the previous one. Arima smirked and the hooded skeleton behind him spread his arms wide as he finished the drawing.
”[First Red Art, Ragnarök],” Arima chanted and the World Serpent moved.
At that instant, everything fell under Arima's control. As if a warning to prove that fact, the purple lightning attacked the giant. The sky lit up and Errastas was then trapped by a cage of electricity as thunder roared.
”Let's go. Lanya, wait for my signal. Stay with Chulainn for now,” Arima instructed and deployed his silver bony wings cloaked by an ashen net. He flew off and became a silver light.
Chulainn looked at Lanya. ”Help me attack from here. We'll use the Third Red Art. Even I am obliged to admit that they are the strongest magic I have ever seen,” he uttered and Lanya smiled before nodding.
The Hellhound then raised his three heads toward the sky. He opened his three mouths and red light escaped his throats. Above him, in mid-air, three small black and red stones appeared slowly started growing bigger while releasing very small flames.
Lanya traced a red circle above her with her rapier. Like with Chulainn, a strange stone formed and began to expand in size whilst releasing a dangerous heat.
Meanwhile, Arima reached Errastas's head and was about to go inside the lightning prison he had made when a shadow suddenly covered him from the side.
His expression changed drastically and the fire wisps he had for eyes blazed stronger until they produced purple smoke.
Everything near Arima moved according to his will. The earth from the ground shielded him, the wind condensed around him, and his lightning totally stopped attacking the giant as it created a physical wall.
Errastas' palm emerged from the electric cage and went through every single defense Arima had put up before it struck the man in question.
Arima met the hand with his sword. But he couldn't possibly overpower the momentum of a giant's hit. He infused a staggering amount of black lightning within his sword.
”[Aeterna] (Eternal Night),” the wave of energy came out of the blade's edge pressing against Errastas's palm and exploded.
Arima phased his body but was still affected by the shockwave and although he impeded the giant's palm, he was still literally swiped away as he rocketed toward the ground.
He crashed on a mountain, destroying it in its entirety. At the same time, Errastas' invoked his Earth magic and manipulated the compatible elements around to attack.
Arima could only grit his teeth as he used Ragnarök to fend off the assault. ”Back to square one…” he clicked his tongue and started chanting for another magic under his breath.
”Now!” Chulainn shouted and the red stones that were already hundreds of meters large shrunk and replaced the large mass of matter with a raging fire. Both Chulainn and Lanya proceeded to chant.
”[Maior acriorque] (Larger and fiercer).”
”[Quod quia vis accipere] (Take as much as you want).”
”[In oblivionem remittere pergant et deleant] (Release it in one go and destroy to oblivion).”
”[Third Blue Art, Fragor Magnus] (Big Bang).”
The four fireballs shined produced a detonation sound as they were propelled toward their target.
Errastas sneered and the sigil in his third eye activated once more. The ground below him surged and tried to engulf the huge fireballs. But the giant's pupils narrowed as he noticed an unknown force impeding his magic formation. He grunted and took on the fire with his body.
He punched the four of them as they were coming at him. The magnitude of the explosion that ensued shocked him. He felt a stinging pain on his hand as his skin was ripped apart to reveal his raw muscles.
The Third Blue Art was called 'Big Bang' for a reason. Arima conceived that magic with the idea that it could be charged indefinitely. To the point that if Arima were to stay immobile, every day, for years, providing mana to that red stone, perhaps he would create a nova as strong as the Big Bang.
Chulainn and Lanya used quite a huge chunk of their mana and it paid off. Errastas scowled as he looked at his fuming hand. He then turned to look at Arima who was grinning at him. The giant knew it was because of him that he had failed to use his Earth magic in time.
Errastas stopped playing around and moved his entire body. Although he was unbelievably big, and it's still quite an understatement, his speed was nothing to scoff at. He swiftly punched the ground where Arima was standing.
Arima avoided the fist but still suffered from the air pressure that he soon dissipated thanks to Ragnarok.