Chapter 220 - Guests (1/2)
Evan used the spatial ring, and a scythe appeared in his hand. He wanted to see how ”Lucifer's Shackles” would interact with weapons.
In essence, ”Lucifer's Shackles” was very similar to the Amplification Magic spell, but Evan had to see for himself. This spell had many mysteries in it.
<Okay, let's get started. Evan thought, and the tattoos began to appear on the scythe as well.>
”It was fine, no different than using ”Ice Veil” or Touch of the Abyss,” he said. But when the stripes covered half of the weapon, suddenly there were a lot of cracks along the scythe. Evan tried to reverse the spell quickly, but it was too late.
The scythe had shattered into tiny shards, and there was no way to repair it. Evan frowned he didn't expect the scythe to be unable to withstand the force of this spell.
”Hmm, I need a new weapon, I need something strong and sturdy. Otherwise, I won't be able to test the work of this spell properly.”
Mumbled Evan and left the room. He didn't cancel the spell, he headed to the training area. There were many dummies on it, some were very strong, and others had resistance to some element. Each dummy was protected from some kind of exposure. They cost a lot of money, and to even scratch them was quite a challenge.
Evan had not yet experienced Lucifer's Shackles, but he was sure that the power of his blows had multiplied. Among the dozens of dummies were three particularly tough ones. They were made of a very rare kind of obsidian. Wounding a monster with two flames on its platform was easier than destroying them.
When Evan reached the training platform, he stood in front of the dummy, took a deep breath, and prepared to strike. The muscles in his arms tensed, and he struck the center of the dummy with all his might.
”Lucifer's Shackles” increased not only the force of the blow but also the speed of the attack. Evan attacked so fast that there were streams of wind around his arm.
Crackle.
His fist slammed into the sturdy dummy, and a multitude of cracks rippled across the surface. Seconds later, debris began to fall away from the dummy, and then it shattered into many pieces.
”That punch could seriously hurt a monster of the first rank with two flames, but I have a lot of training to do.” Mumbled Evan with difficulty clenching his right hand into a fist.
Evan wasn't hurt, but he wouldn't be able to strike a second blow right away without severe consequences to himself. He had to wait a while before the recoil of the blow passed.
Clap. Clap. Clap.
Suddenly there was a clap behind Evan.
He turned around and saw Malespera standing in the middle of the aisle. She was clearly thrilled by what she saw.
”Wow, Evan, that was amazing! I used all my spells, but I couldn't even scratch that dummy. You're going to teach me that spell, aren't you?”
Malespera's eyes sparkled with interest. She had been a real headache for Evan over the past week. Domestic chores such as food, clothing, entertainment, and so on were taken care of by a maid. But most of all, Malespera was interested in magic. She pestered Evan with perpetual requests for new spells, some Evan did and some he didn't.
She, like him, was the owner of the crimson ”Warp,” and so was she. Malespera was an unseen genius, and Evan had a plan matured for how he could use it to solve one of his problems.
In addition to ”Doomsday Flame” and ”Magic Missile,” he taught her one spell: Amplification Magic and Summoning Magic. Evan thought that, given her talent, she would quickly increase her ”Awareness” to the second stage. In other words, using Malespera as an example, Evan wanted to understand what kind of Class he had and if he had one at all.
Evan supposed that he probably didn't have a predisposition to any particular type of Magic. He was either a generalist or, conversely, had no perks. He could have found that out for himself, but he needed to reach the second stage of Awareness in each of his first-level spells. In his mind, Malespera could do it faster than he could her spells were quite easy to use.
”I'm afraid that's a spell I can't teach you. Your body can't handle it, and honestly, even if I wanted to, I just don't know how to do it.”