Chapter 419 - Volume 3
Chapter 198 – The final moment (15)
“Impossible! Gah!!!” Amman’s haughty laughter turned into a scream.
“What? He’s not dead?!” Brendel was just as shocked.
Mavekart’s Grimoire was an artifact that was placed within the Unifying Guild’s sanctum, and it only made its appearance late in the game. Brendel was very familiar with the Shadow Blasting Waves magic spell. One had to constantly control their Element Power to guard against the pulsing Dark Energy at all times, or it would burn away their Life Energy. The closer one was to the spellcaster, the stronger the Dark Energy; Amman’s flesh had completely aged and his appearance resembled a desiccated corpse. The activated spell was even capable of physical damage, and it was powerful enough to hurl a large figure like Andesha’s dragon form away.
It was nearly impossible to approach Amman or injure him with Energy-based attacks since the Dark Energy from the spell simply flushed everything away. But Brendel revealed the weakness with his longbow by attacking Amman when the spell was in its charging phase.
[Are you fucking kidding me!? Amman is a Priest! This is a bug! Bug! I shot him perfectly through the chest too!]
Brendel was screaming in his mind just as loudly as Amman.
The bishop sounded almost lively as he clutched his chest in terror: “My spell…… No! Mavekart’s Grimoire, ahhh, I will destroy you all for this!”
There was a tremendous sound and a brilliant flash of light as Halran Gaia pierced through the black hole. Brendel gasped and all the air rushed out of his lungs as he felt like he had crashed into a wall. His hands were wet as his skin was torn and shredded from the impact, but he managed to hold onto his sword, which was shuddering and vibrating as though a grinder was trying to crack it into fine fragments. Metallic screams caused everyone to flinch but the sword somehow held on.
– Halran Gaia has been given the trait of ‘Indestructible’.
Green words flashed across Brendel’s retina, but his world was becoming dark. There was so much pressure that he could not take in any air. His sword was sinking deeper into the black hole, an inch at a time.
But each time the sword went deeper into the Rift of Destruction, the more cracks appeared on the black hole. A few more seconds passed and a soft plinking sound somehow managed to reach everyone’s ears.
The black hole was broken into countless fragments.