Chapter 626 Earned Power
"A witch," Arad stepped forward, clenching a fist. "By casting magic using your nails, you avoid all the lag of using an arcane focus, resulting in a cast as quick as moving your hand. But on the other side, it places a massive toll on the body, so most witches end up looking like old rags,"
"I won't end up like that," Eris smiled, getting ready to block Arad's charge, "I'm an immortal vampire with dragon blood flowing through my veins, and now, holy magic that keeps me healthy. I can take the toll with ease,"
Eris kept her eyes open, tracking Arad's every move. The last time she fought his second phase, she got blitzed before she could see him attack.
Arad disappeared from her vision, and she felt her guts twist violently. The moment she realized it, Arad had already plunged his fist into her stomach, sending her back at a blinding speed.
Eris barely stopped herself from smacking into the wall by extending her toenails into claws and latching to the ground. "I see, this is why I couldn't see you," She growled, smiling.
Arad stood there, staring at her with his eyes glowing, "The acceleration fools the eyes, but the speed is real,"
"Slowing time to move faster. With you being able to drop it to 90%, that means you got ten times faster than your humanoid form," Eris took a stance, her stomach healing immediately.
"You can't spam that, so as long as I survived the first hit, I'm fine," She blasted forward, plasma gushing from her back like jets, propelling her faster than she could before.
As she reached Arad, blood gushed out of her hand, forming a blade. CRACK! She stopped right before reaching Arad, swinging the sword up with holy magic crackling from her fingers and through the blood like lightning.
Arad stared at the sword, ^Divine smites.^ His mind raced, ^The spell is granted by a god to a mortal to dispel evil and undeath,^
He stepped back, dodging the attack. His eyes followed Eris's body, trying to read her flow of magic.
A fraction of a second before the attack, a charge of holy magic appears in the user's heart like a spark. That's the power the god grants them, and it takes a great toll on the body as it jolts it all.
Eris swung the sword down, and Arad barely dodged, seeing his arm almost getting blasted with the smite.
SWOSH! CLAP!
The divine spark travels from the heart to whatever is the user's weapon of choice. For Eris, it's the blood sword. At that moment, the weapon will become infused with holy magic, ready to burst.
Then upon contact, it discharges the divine magic into whatever it hits, blasting it. But, there is a catch, a bit of the divine magic remains in the air between the blade and the target, exploding soon after as a secondary burst. It was probably put there by the gods to prevent the undead from escaping in case they survived the hit. And that's what gets me even though I block the blade with gravity magic.
Arad teleported behind Eris, swinging his fist at her, but she turned around, sending a spinning kick at his face. Arad blocked the hit with gravity magic, but the secondary explosion got him again, sending him flying back.
^Works as the gods intended. It's giving me trouble.^ Arad landed on his hands, doing a flip while keeping his eyes on Eris. ^If I found a way to bypass that, would the gods patch it? Make it so my solution would stop working?^
Eris lunged forward, swinging her foot at his face with all her might, [Divine Crusher]
Arad opened his arms, smiling with his eyes glowing green, "Amaterasu, you fool. Do you think a game of catch would prevent me from trying?"
CLAP! Eris kicked Arad's face, stomping his head to the ground with a massive divine explosion.
She blinked, he didn't move out of the way, but he still blocked with gravity. If he didn't have more phases, she would have stopped her kick, but for now, she might be able to push him to dragon form.
But then, she felt it. The thing beneath her foot didn't feel like a face. But as hard, cold stone. She looked after the dust, seeing Arad's upper torso and face had turned into grey marble, petrified.
"What in the hell?" She gasped.
Arad's face turned back to normal, "Gravity magic to block the initial hit, but how do I deal with the secondary blast? The answer was simple. Curses are the opposite of holy magic. As I expected, they cancel each other, but the petrification effect on me remains and protects me."
Eris jumped back, sweating as she watched Arad stand unharmed after eating a divine crusher to the face.
He stood, staring at her, "What's the problem? Keep attacking,"
"Just in the hell, how could you do that?" Eris mumbled, staring at him. The gods rule the world and the system. An evil being won't ever be able to get immunity to their magic through the system. It won't make sense for the gods to grant immunity to those they want to kill, but the only exception is when the creature serves like she's now with Amaterasu.
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Amaterasu laughed in the heavens, "As I expected, he has what it takes." She stared down into a pond, seeing them, "A power that doesn't rely on anything besides his own strength and wits."
She waved her hand, "Go! Kisue Eris! Hit him with more holy magic than he can cancel out," Amaterasu poured a flood of magic unwieldable by mortals into Eris's body. Her goal was simple, overwhelm Arad with quantity.
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Eris's body burst with holy magic, flowing faster, stronger than ever. She clenched her fists, giggling, "You were right. Find a solution, and they come with a counter,"
Arad extended his hand toward her, "Wrong!" He smiled, "Gods they may be, but their powers flow through mortals, limited by flesh and bones."
"What are you talking about?"
"It's a contest, to see who will dry first."
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