Chapter 127 - Rank 3 (1/2)

While Aurus was trying to figure out the special purpose of the gold key and what being a Ruler entailed, another incident was taking place within a place named the Great Tempest Cliff.

The incident wherein a Rank 2 being was fighting against a Rank 4 being.

Bang!

At the sound of this collision, a man wielding an exquisitely crafted blade of green color blocked the attack from a beast that seemed to be tens of times far larger than the man was.

This man was none other than Vanadir, fighting against the Rank 4 Beast Dane warned him against to not fight.

With a grin planted on his face, Vanadir looked at the beast in front of him as he gripped on his blade's handle even tighter than before. ”A Rank 4 Beast like this is actually nothi—woah!”

As he was about to mock the beast for lacking the strength to fight against a measly Rank 2 Class Wielder like him, the beast exerted more force behind its attack, forcing Vanadir to take many steps backward just to combat against the force and find his footing once more.

Although Vanadir knew he was going to be hurt from this, or worst case scenario, severely injured, he could not help but chuckle at this situation as he removed his blade from the front of the beast as he sidestepped to the left, allowing the beast's remaining force to pass through as it hit a nearby tree.

Bang!

Even though the beast tried to forcibly stop itself from moving further, it still crashed through multiple times, allowing Vanadir to take a breather as he looked at Dane, who was in deep concentration, chanting a spell.

”Hey Dane, is the spell ready?” Vanadir asked loudly as he stretched his body for a bit. He then went into a battle stance behind where the beast was.

Just because Dane was in deep concentration, that did not mean that he could not respond to Vanadir's question. Without missing a beat, he responded, ”The debuff spell is...now...done!”

Fwoom!

At that very instant, a large magic circle that had four layers on magic on it manifested a modest distance away from Dane's palms, allowing him to aim the spell towards the beast.

Rumble...

But just as Dane was about to shoot the spell out, the beast recovered from its crash, turned around, and looked at Vanadir, charging once more.

In that split second, Vanadir shouted towards Dane as he looked at the beast, ”On my signal, shoot the spell on the beast!”

Dane nodded towards Vanadir's command, eliciting a small smile on Vanadir's face. He then turned serious as his legs bent down towards an angle parallel to the ground.

He rose his blade up into the air and muttered to himself, ”Dane did say that this blade held a trump card I could use.”

”There's no better time to get a taste of it other than...”

”Now!”

Fwoom!

As if Vanadir's thoughts could control the blade's form, the length of the blade extended by a meter as a tangible green aura started to appear around the blade, giving off an aura that did not lose out to the beast's.

”Ignition mode!”

”[Magnus Tempestria: Dragon's Fang]!”

At the moment Vanadir's blade became longer, the distance between the beast and Vanadir only amounted to a few meters, prompting him to jump up a few meters in the air as he looked at Dane.

”Now!”

Bang!

Not long after, a purple bolt was shot towards the beast, forcibly halting the beast's charge as multiple thick chains of a deep purple color gradually covered the beast, stopping it from moving anywhere else.

”4th Circle! Grand Valley Shackles!”

Thud!

As if the beast lost all of the power that it had accumulated throughout the charge, the beast fell down on the floor flat with a thud, staring at Vanadir, who was in midair, with intense rage.

'How dare these humans!' This thought could not help but enter its mind. Nonetheless, it seemed that this was its fate.

As Vanadir gradually fell down from midair, he adjusted how he held the sword, using a reverse handgrip as he raised the sword up high, accumulating a ton of Wind energy particles around the blade in the process.

He then changed the weight distribution of his body, allowing him to accumulate more speed with his fall, aiming towards where the beast's life core was, or in other words, the heart.

”This is an all or nothing move!” Vanadir shouted.

”[Wind Dragon's Four Forms]...”

”[Dragon Severing the Earth]!”

Bang!

Just as he thought that he was about to pierce through the beast's abdomen, the beast gave off a sneer as it was still on the ground, casting a barrier that...

Reflected all of the possible damage the beast could receive!

Whoosh!

At that very instant, Vanadir was sent flying upwards hundreds of meters above the air as multiple lacerations appeared on his body. Not only that, the sound of bones cracking could also be heard resounding throughout the forest as his body was covered in blood in an instant.

Seeing that both of their efforts were futile, Dane could not help but become angry at the beast, shouting, ”How dare you attack the Highness, you foul beast! You...must die!”

While cursing the heck out of the beast, a large sphere of mana started to manifest above Dane's right palm, transforming into a blue spear of light not long after. But just as Dane was about to shoot the light spear at the beast, a voice very familiar to him shouted.

”Don't attack! I'll...do it!”

Hearing this familiar yet soft voice, Dane could not help but look up at the sky with wonder, gazing at the bloodied figure with awe and respect.

Although Vanadir took 100% of his power without any defensive measures, he could still fight!