Chapter 307 Child Of Light [Part 3]
Raven stood motionless for a moment, the creature sensing a sudden shift in the atmosphere began to retreat slowly.
She abruptly released her grip on her sword, causing the two gleaming blades to fall, clattering on the ground.
In the next instant, they dissolved into white sparks, returning to the embrace of her soul.
Raven then looked up at the creature, her eyes blazing.
The glow on her body gently faded but continued to flicker.
The truth was.
Raven's ability was not one best suited for swordsmanship.
Of course, what she had just demonstrated were merely body and weapon enhancements. It was the basic effect of her ability.
But the true power encompassed much more than that.
To put it simply.
In terms of talent class alone, Raven was no warrior... She was a Mage.
She extended one hand forward, her eyes shining with a soft light of sublime coldness.
Then she said:
"Light Manipulation..."
A speck of light appeared on her palm, shimmering softly, almost dancing in the air. She continued:
"...Bend to my will, blaze forward, Hikaros"
Suddenly, the white light erupted forward, blazing and consuming everything in its path.
The creature, immediately realizing the danger of being caught by such a ferocious attack, leaped out of the way, but it was too late, resulting in it losing one of its legs to the disintegration of the light.
Raven watched coldly, withdrawing her hand and folding her fingers, leaving only two (index and middle) then she uttered again.
"Light Manipulation, the surroundings at the command of my fingers, appear, Soros."
Vroom Vrooom Vroooom
Suddenly, orbs of light began to materialize around her, filling the dim hall with incandescent radiance.
Raven was not lying.
Each orb she created out of light was imbued with the weight of her own mystery, manipulating their forms with the sharpness of her vengeance.
Hence, the angrier and more passionate she was for vengeance towards her target, the sharper those spears of light became.
And the weight remained constant; so far, she had never seen anyone able to lift them except herself.
Of course, she had abstained from using her main talent ability as often as possible, resorting to the sword alone.
This time, however, she was just utterly enraged; she hated seeing her own blood.
Raven looked at the monster one last time and commanded:
"Die."
Simultaneously, she closed all her fingers and clenched hard.
The remaining orbs floating around her attached themselves to the monster, pinning it to the ground.
They began to shimmer so brightly that they became blinding, turning the entire scenery into one of pure whiteness, but Raven didn't close her eyes, nor did she step back.
She stared directly into them.
Then an explosion resounded, one that shook the entire cliff, albeit slightly—but razed and consumed almost everything in the hall except the part where Raven stood, protected by a light barrier.
The effect of the explosion continued for a while, eating away at the ground, walls, and pillars like a maddened virus.
While Raven just stood there, waiting for it to subside.
Even though she was protected by a light barrier, the heat of the explosion caused her skin to melt away, but it continued to regenerate instantaneously.
After a while, the light began to dim, returning everything to its usual darkness.
Massive... massive was an understatement. Everything in front of Raven was pure darkness, hollowed out.
There wasn't even ground beneath her next step.
Everything was a deep and wide abyss.
In the darkness, however, a voice suddenly rang out:
"What insolence dares to destroy my workshop?!!"