In such an urgent situation, the will was conveyed through telepathy.
Though it was a question, no answer came. It wasn’t that there was no time, but because things were too urgent.
‘...Hmm?’
Ihayul narrowed his focus, taking a deep breath, and felt something strange.
Breathing had become easier than before.
Just a quick scan of his body revealed a strange power holding him up.
‘Heh...’
The danger approaching from the front was Yang Ihwa.
Clenching his fists, Ihayul activated his unique ability.
A multi-talented expansion ability Transformation of the heavens and earth
‘Sura.’
Boom! His heart pounded violently.
From Ihayul’s body, a ferocious aura began to rise. Crack! The air that had been left in his grip was crushed.
‘What is this?’
The chilling sensation from that pulse caused Yang Ihwa, who had been charging forward with his spear, to freeze up.
It was dangerous. The moment his instincts and reason aligned, Ihayul appeared right in front of him.
“...!”
Without hesitation, Yang Ihwa thrust his spear.
His unique ability: Six-Talons Spear
Regardless of his qualifications, his spear techniques were exceptional, and his movements naturally reflected his unique ability.
The original form of his spear technique, the Ihwa Spear, was also known as the Pear Blossom Spear.
The continuously changing and unpredictable spear techniques were said to resemble pear blossoms fluttering in the wind, and in fact, those who mastered the Ihwa Spear were said to have pear blossoms flying around their spears.
However, no such beauty graced Yang Ihwa’s spear. He only pushed forward fiercely and quickly.
He had learned techniques in place of history, and instead of pride, he focused on refining his skill.
The root of his spear technique, though, did not consider his unique ability to be inferior.
He blocked. Before long, the spear in Ihayul’s hand had wrapped around Yang Ihwa’s like a serpent.
A multi-talented expansion ability Sky’s Serpent
Yang Ihwa, his wrist twisting to break free, glared in disbelief as his spear tried to twist.
Crack! He barely managed to swipe away the spear’s point, which had aimed to strike his wrist.
He had almost lost his wrist at the start. A chill ran through him, his hair standing on end from the close call.
Still, the spear bent and twisted before straightening again, its blade gleaming with deadly intent.
Yang Ihwa urgently raised his spear to parry.
The two spears collided in mid-air.
‘What’s going on?’
His feet were being pushed back, and his disbelief grew.
He was losing in terms of skill.
It wasn’t just a simple loss, either.
He had been using his hardened body techniques and pouring his power into his attacks, but he was being overwhelmed by Ihayul, who was suppressing his magic.
All his attempts were blocked, deflected, and shot down... and he was being pushed back more and more.
‘What’s that?’
Spada, who had rushed forward with him, was just as stunned.
The Ginevior they fought against... Ihayul was physically capable, but in the flow of battle, he dominated using his blood aura.
So all they had to do was suppress his elemental power, right?
After discovering Ihayul’s identity, they thought that if they suppressed his magic, they could take him down easily with three of them working together.
They were mistaken.
A multi-talented expansion ability Flame’s Judgment, Swift Victory
A white, deadly strike of lightning barely grazed his neck.
Swaah! A red line appeared on the back of his neck.
It had been a diagonal slash. If he had been even a moment slower, his neck would have been severed in an instant. Spada, covered in cold sweat, quickly withdrew his sword.
Likewise, they were blocked.
With his right hand, Ihayul gripped his spear and faced off with Yang Ihwa, while with his left, he brandished his sword, facing Spada and pushing them both back.
It was one versus two. Ihayul was overwhelming them with his skills.
The air split as an arrow was drawn from behind.
Est had drawn dozens of arrows, hiding her presence, and shot them at Ihayul, who was now in their range. The arrows came down like a storm.
Lightning bolts shot up from the ground. The oppression of the hidden space couldn’t completely seal Daera’s lightning power.
The arrows and lightning collided in the middle, nullifying each other’s effects.
Est’s attempt to suppress them failed.
In the meantime, Ihayul raised his unique ability once again.
An intangible aura radiated from Ihayul’s body.
In an instant, the dark, ominous space was consumed by the boiling, volcanic energy from his presence.
The intangible energy formed a semi-transparent shape.
Two pairs of arms sprouted from Ihayul’s shoulders and waist.
Each pair’s hand ripped through space and grabbed weapons.
In his left arms: Spear and Sword.
In his shoulder arms: Mace and Hammer.
In his waist arms: Axe and Dagger.
A multi-talented expansion ability Transformation of the heavens and earth One Face, Six Arms
At that moment, each pair of arms emanated its own unique power.
“What the—”
“F*ck—!”
Yang Ihwa and Spada were both horrified, stumbling back as Ihayul’s six arms moved, each with different powers.
The spear and sword opened up their defense.
The mace and hammer crushed their energy and bones.
The axe and dagger sliced through the gaps, cutting into flesh.
In an instant, dozens of exchanges took place.
Yang Ihwa and Spada, completely battered, crashed to the ground.
In a moment, the front-line defenders who were supposed to hold the line fell one by one.
When Est finally pulled back, sensing the danger, space behind Ihayul opened up.
From that opened space, a giant bow emerged.
A single, solid black steel arrow was nocked, and the wings of the heavens pulled back the string.
As expected, it radiated its unique power. Unlike Est’s arrows, this one was filled with a deadly aura, meant to pierce and destroy.
“This—”
A low gasp escaped from Est as the arrow, powered by pure energy, shot forward.
Est was knocked back like a baseball, smashing into the wall. The monsters who had been rushing in collided with the arrow’s path and exploded into nothing.
Ihayul exhaled deeply as his expanded ability activated.
His body, now far too overheated, ached from the strain.
‘As expected, I can’t handle it as smoothly as during my second cycle.’
The precision was much lower now, and that was the problem.
As he took a moment to breathe, Ihayul straightened his back.
"Uh? Oh, uh, yeah! Leave it to me! Wait, how can you still speak through telepathy while suppressing magic...?”
Daera would take care of the rear. Ihayul focused his mental energy and activated his magic.
His internal circuits twisted. Moving his magic was becoming more difficult, and the entire process felt more laborious.
It wasn’t impossible. His magic affinity and control weren’t hindered by this suppression.
Ihayul clenched his teeth.
The magic force twisted through his circuits. His skin revealed the outline of these circuits, creaking and deliberately shifting.
Soon, blue circuits burst out from under his skin.
The space creaked.
Est, who was recovering from her injuries, had a look of despair on her face as she emerged from the wall.
“My god, a unique mage...”
Not just any mage—this was a rare ability exhibited at the Birth Festival. This wasn’t even Ihayul’s unique magic.
Whether anyone around him was surprised or not, the circuits unfolded like branches of a tree, pushing back the oppression of the hidden space.
“Hmm?”
Daera, slowly managing her magic, widened her eyes and looked down at her hands.
The lightning crackling in her grip grew stronger. The oppressive force blocking the circuits weakened as the branches of the circuits reached skyward.
The barrier broke.
At the same time, an overwhelming wave of presences surged from outside the barrier.
Monsters from the hidden space, feeling the battle’s aftershocks and magic, began to rush in.
“Ahh! F*ck, this is bad...!”
The ones who had prepared the barrier were now showing panic, and Daera, with a pale face, could only watch the incoming monster wave.
The monsters of the hidden space were countless and strong. She hadn’t faced them head-on, but she had seen traces of at least level 3-tier monsters among them.
If these monsters from far off gathered here... all those countless, strong entities?
This was as dangerous as, or even more dangerous than, fighting the attackers directly.
“Priest! Priest─! If we keep going like this, it’s dangerous! We need to retreat first─”
[It’s okay.]
With clenched teeth, a hot breath escaped.
He was fully aware of the monsters in the hidden space. He had already crossed through it and faced them directly—how could he not know?
For now, he had ignored them. Finding the core of the hidden space had been the priority.
But now, that necessity had lessened.
Instead, the need to eliminate them had increased.
Before the hidden space erupts, it would be better to deal with the monsters rushing outward.
Ihayul, feeling his headache split his skull, clasped his hands together.
Unique magic: Persistent Wheel
The unique magic of the 5th cycle. He had personally experienced it and learned its techniques.
It was, above all, a path that his body had reached. There was no way he couldn’t achieve this.
Boom! The circuits, stretched to the sky, throbbed with power. They took control of the surrounding area, and the powerless magic stuck to the circuits like leaves to a branch.
Though it might seem like a romantic sight to some, to those who understood the signs, it was pure terror.
The magical energy surged and flowed through the branches, as the spell was released.
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A barrage of impossible-to-count strikes covered the entire area.
Countless lines stacked to form planes, and those planes began to consume space, ripping it apart.
The monster waves that had been closing in on them were now being torn apart by the barrage.
No matter their level or size, all of them were shredded.
‘The output is lacking.’
There were still monsters that had survived.
Some were specially resistant to defense or were higher-ranked, and with the magic spreading out, the output naturally decreased.
Some of them would eventually create a large crack when they burrowed into the storm of strikes.
So, more needed to be ground down.
‘I can do more.’
Purification drawn from the space. The spell embedded in the purification crystal was instantly activated.
The power of knowledge. A book fluttered like a butterfly, revealing the stored spells within.
Both hands were now clasped together.
There were even more arms. Two additional pairs of arms materialized as illusions, joining the spell.
The wings of the heavens were also in play. Crack! The internal circuits were formed inside the wings, spread wide.
Incredible precision was required, but it was possible.
I didn’t expect to unleash all the spells at once, like the Persistent Wheel.
Instead, I would just carve a precise strike, particularly for those tough monsters that wouldn’t be sliced easily.
The storm’s momentum shifted. Mixed in with various other spells and attacks, it became a blended fury.
Monsters that had been advancing began to collapse instantly.
The areas untouched by the barrage, were only those near Ihayul and those outside his spell’s range.
“Wow...”
Daera, who had been clinging to Ihayul, opened her mouth in awe.
She stared at the scene of devastation surrounding them.
The superhumans who had raised their skills to unimaginable heights were being completely dominated by the priest.
Monsters that had appeared frequently in her nightmares were being torn apart like fruit in a blender.
“My priest is so damn strong.”
A strange sense of pride, relief, and a sense of freedom overwhelmed Daera’s chest.
...
“I...”
From a distance, Hong Yeon-jun, who had been watching the ridiculous scene unfold, let out a sigh.
The storm of strikes. What other expression could be used?
Perhaps "the end of the world" might fit. Literally, the world was being torn apart.
Hong Yeon-jun had been observing, but upon sensing the monstrous magical phenomenon, he freaked out and quickly pulled back.
The others did the same. All of them, having barely escaped the range, wore similarly stunned expressions.
“...Haha, a frog in a well.”
Yang Ihwa, who had just barely escaped the danger zone, let out a hollow laugh.
Evaluation? Disappointment? It was beyond what Yang Ihwa could feel.
He had thought it would be a relatively boring fight since they were suppressing Ihayul, a mere student, but the result was entirely different.
“What is that, exactly?”
Est, who had fallen to the ground, stared wide-eyed at the growing storm of strikes.
“Too much magic. The output is weird, and the speed too. Magic consumption? Where is he pulling all that power from? No matter how much magic you have, it should run out after a while...”
“There’s no way to judge this based on our previous understanding.”
Hong Yeon-jun, who casually responded, moved his hand from his pocket.
"...It seems like the operation failed."
The heavy body in his grip.
He had prepared other tools in advance, but the most essential thing was still Ihayul’s information.
At this rate, gathering flesh, blood, or magic would be impossible.
“Prepare yourself.”
“...Damn thing.”
Suddenly, his heart thudded violently. The intense presence drawing nearer made Hong Yeon-jun’s face twist in shock.
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