1373 Ambush Part 2 (1/2)
That Dissolving Light, Fycro's level-13 skill, was the only skill developed after he had ignited the divine fire. its activation required no conscious control; it was a passive skill that was unleashed whenever Fycro faced mortal danger.
The temperature of Dissolving Light was totally under Fycro's control. If he succeeded in developing a divine persona, he would have the capability of making that layer of defense hotter than the sun.
By then the level difference was not something that could be reversed: Those of an inadequate level would not have been able to get near Fycro.
Then again, Fycro hadn't developed his divine persona yet, and there was no power from divine kingdoms to waste. As a result, the bubble quickly withdrew to his body after bursting for a brief moment.
His hip injuries healed instantly. His clothing was restored: there were no signs of wear and tear.
The godly armor within his body proved insufficient to stop an attack from the Inferno Spear, making Fycro put his guard up. After witnessing Rafel's failed assassination attempt, Saleen knew the situation had become dire.
The space outside the magic tower suddenly turned black.
Fycro felt as if Saleen and the others had vanished. Endless night fell upon them; starlight was everywhere. If people glimpsed at it briefly, their souls would have been lost in the stars for eternity.
The Level-13 Endless Night had been cast from the magic tower after being amplified by the Rings of Water and Fire, trapping Fycro.
Jason decided to make his move, which coincidentally happened when Fycro was about to retreat from his most powerful attack. Fycro lacked the ability to escape the area-of-effect of the Endless Night at that moment. Jason, on the other hand, had good control of his combat tempo. Saleen took the opening to cast Lightning Constellation.
He also unleashed his Lightning Territory, shrouding the plains beyond the magic tower. The Pande's Maze spun. Even if Fycro broke through the Endless Night right there and then, he wouldn't have been able to locate the exit he had passed through earlier.
Faint light emanated on Fycro's body. He didn't even attempt to break the spell. The level-13 Endless Night had been boosted by the magic amplifier and the magic tower, making it capable of trapping a target of the same level.
If Fycro had retaliated, however, he would have had to unleash his most powerful attack. Even after breaking through the Endless Night, there were still some level-13 beings lying in wait outside.
Fycro's combat capacity was daunting. He immediately transitioned into defense mode when the Endless Night manifested earlier.
Sika looked at Fycro from the inside of the magic tower and said scathingly, ”If he would just stay still and let me whack him, I'd be able to break through that turtle shell of his.”
Such was the effect of the difference in levels. It was impossible for Sika to match Fycro's speed. She had enough power to beat him to a pulp; the problem was that she was hampered by the inability to use that power.
Had Sika been able to lock onto Fycro and attack with her metal totem pole, Fycro would have succumbed, despite being a pseudo god.
Sika wasn't the only one who was frustrated: Saleen couldn't keep up with Fycro either. Yet he could see everything Fycro was doing. He just couldn't move as quickly. Saleen's power of the soul was hardly any weaker than Fycro's divine soul after all.
”Saleen, Fycro's godly item is a mirror. Your lightning icicles and even that family badge of yours still wouldn't be able to destroy that thing.” Jason's powers were only marginally weaker than Fycro's, so he had no need to worry when he was inside the magic tower.
If only he could step outside and have a showdown with Fycro! Turning around and leaving the area would have been pointless.
That's why he decided to cast Endless Night. His goal was to end the fight as fast as possible. If Fycro broke the Endless Night, Jason would have still had the means of dealing with him. But Fycro unexpectedly hunkered down and messed up Jason's plan of attack.
He knew right away that killing that pseudo god would have been nearly impossible.
Saleen's level was of no help. The weapon spirit of his magic amplifier had just advanced to level-13. Despite having sufficiently powerful equipment, his combat prowess was far inferior to Fycro's.
Then, too, Rafel could have fought toe-to-toe with Fycro, but the power expenditure would have been hard to replenish. And what about the millions of believers Fycro had brought to that interdimensional space? He had no intention of killing all the mages on that plane. Those believers were there mainly to provide supremacy to Fycro.
Even if those believers died in battle, Fycro would be able to collect their souls and send them inside the Mirror of Fate to continue providing the power of faith for him.
If Saleen couldn't get rid of Fycro quickly, attrition warfare would result, no doubt with a bleak outcome.
Fycro hovered midair in silence. The starlight in the Endless Night was confusing. No one would have been able to tell the direction.
Fycro looked down on the mirror in his hand. He was checking the reverse side.
The starlight still looked confusing, but what Fycro was seeing was not the Endless Night: they were sneaking up on him.
The ability of astrologers...
Fycro shuddered. That starlight could do no harm. On the other hand, the constellation power mixed within the starlight would have caused him a lot of trouble if it had entered his body—despite being a pseudo god!
If Saleen had cast constellation power, though, he would have left tracks behind. He would not have needed to spend much of his power getting out of the Endless Night by then.
So, using the godly item came with hefty cost after all. Since Fycro wasn't a mage, he needed to provide power for his godly item from his own stores.
A road manifested beneath his feet. That time, it looked narrow and uneven instead of wide and smooth like the Road of Glory. Fycro remained quick on his feet. He traced the tracks of those pursuing starlight and flew ahead.