Chapter 452 Kimiko’s spiritual shape.

Chapter 452 Kimiko’s spiritual shape.

Before he sorted with his thoughts,

-Swoosh!!

The silhouette of a humanoid dragon golem zooms towards him at lightning speed and with claws impregnated by the black flames of gehenne.

On the other hand, Alvine also retaliates, but on the defensive.

When the dragon, with an appearance similar to that of Alvinos's human shape, swings his flame claws toward his throat, Alvine stops him by his hand and sends him to waltz among the golem troops.

At the same time, one of Elena's golems appears behind him and hammers his back with her Valkyrian force.

-B00M!

The latter had a sneaky smile when she felt the physical contact between her fist and Alvine's body.

But in the same second, her smile threatened to collapse when she heard Alvine's voice in the white smoke.

"You only own fifty percent of Elena's brute force; that's not how you can inflict damage on me." In the white mist that manifested itself following the disturbance of the surrounding air and under the influence of the striker's punch, Alvine's voice resonates from the inside.

About her, she seems strangely affoled when she hears Alvine's voice but strangely calm.

Feeling the chills hovering over her, she jumped back, joining the crowd to find another effective attack strategy.

Meanwhile, the others had not remained inactive either, instead of uniting in a single and large formation, they (Askalds' golems) separated into small teams, each, leading a small squad of one hundred men for each in a higher-ranking formation.

Instead of a draconian hallo or other bestial form, each squadron reshaped its auras with different types of weapons.

Dozens of spears about twenty meters long, large shields, and a single black coffin exuding the nauseating aura of death.

Seeing this formation, Alvine's lips arch slightly into a little but harmless smile.

'This is the first time I have seen such a battle formation; did Askald leave me a small gift during my absence?' He mumbles with curious eyes.

Guided by his curiosity, he lets others make their first assaults.

And as if others could guess his arrogance, they soon tried to make him bite the dust.

Despite the imposing size of the coffin that stands out from all, there were only Askald and Zakiel floating on the upper and lower parts.

With fluid and synchronized movements, both draw the same types of ancient runes under and above the coffin at a speed similar to a butterfly wing beat.

-CrCrCrCrCr....!!!!

Gradually, the coffin drops its cover, exposing its dark and invisible interior even for Alvine.

For the first time since the beginning of his training, Alvine frowns when he sees black but slightly transparent snakes, crawling out of the coffin towards him.

They looked like ancient mamba pythons, cause of their jet-black scales and ruby eyes which stared at Alvine like hungry predators peeking at their prey.

At a glance, Alvine knew that snakes were not real, but that said, their danger was not.

"Finally, the battle going on." He said while showing off his two fangs in his twisted smile.

He then reaches out his palm and mutters in his mind: 'Kimiko, it's no longer the time to rest.'

It was his way of invoking his weapon.

In any case, the person concerned soon manifested himself in his palm, but always in his form of black Scythe.

And before the snakes manage to get close enough to him, he vertically swings his blade followed by a hallo of blood that even annihilates the air in its frantic momentum towards its prey.

But something strange happened when the blood slash was just an inch away from reaching one of the snakes to turn it into pieces of sausage. He simply disappeared without a trace.

'Huh? Was it the annihilation concept ?' Slightly surprised by this anomaly, Alvine made another horizontal slash with his weapon; but this time, he used a shadow aura instead of blood.

But like the first, his second attempt was a failure.

"Ah, I see." He exclaims with a strange smile as if he enjoyed finally having an obstacle on his way.

The second after, ready to put his second strategy, he moved away from the snakes that had come close enough to him and then channeled a large amount of energy into his weapon.

[Adopts the N•203 form, I would like to try something fun.]

**Master, even if you are immune to the spiritual attacks of these snakes, you can't...-

[Did you notice this in such a short time? Finally, indeed, they have not stopped trying to hypnotize me with their spiritual attacks since their appearances, I would not even be surprised to be defeated by them if I were at my old level. But unfortunately for them, they arrive too late.]

**What are you going to..-

[Stop insisting on it. If I destroy this enchantment without knowing all its usefulness, what would this training do for me? Even if Askald does not say it, it is his way of testing his training; in other words, this insolent subordinate sees me as a springboard to achieve his goal.]

**His objective? **

Alvine briefly looks at the scythe with surprised eyes. 'Even he too is now comfortable with me. Did I look so bad? Compared to this appearance, I was more of a faller.' He mumbles before answering Kimiko's question.

Although the two were talking as if they were in a Park, this was not the case.

He always avoided the assaults of snakes whistling towards him like lasers briefly flashing in front of him before withdrawing after missing him.

Their current speed looked more like teleportations, even if this was not the case.

[Let's say that he seeks to create a rather sneaky but versatile training. Shields protect them from attacks. The ten spears that have not yet moved... are probably waiting for me to be captured by these snakes and dragged into this coffin to finish me at once.

-The strengths of these snakes are probably not their spiritual attacks. But I can't know what else they have.]

**...I understand, hence your order. Um, even if it's a rather bold and perilous reasoning, you won't risk death.**

Alvine nods his head and stops cleanly in his aimless escape.

lightsΝοvel.cοm "Happy to hear that your mind has rusted now, Kimiko. It remains to be seen if your powers are now." As soon as he murmurs these two sentences, one of the snakes ends up having it.

But unlike Alvine, who expected a spectacular attack, was disappointed when he saw the snake bite him on his shoulder.

Its two canines, each thirty centimeters long, sink slightly into Alvine's pulpit.

Following the attack of the black python, Alvine frowns, feeling the little tingling on his shoulder.

'Do it intend to poison me? No, Askald is not so lient in his stratagems. If I forget their spiritual attacks that can defeat any transcendent mages, their speeds, and unpredictability are worthy of putting an intermediate supreme being in difficulty.

-But what's this shit attack!? Do I have to wait a long time or get rid of these--!

Before he made his decision, he felt a strange anomaly occur over his body by the snake's venom.

Slowly, the snake's venom suddenly spreads all parts of his body by borrowing his blood pores, which are one of the most difficult elements to control.

In just a beat of eyelashes, his skin became black anchored because of the effect of a single snake's venom.

'This venom is not a snake venom, but a curse that feeds on the energy of its victim, it is both complex and very practical. This guy is a real demon.' Although he whispered these words to himself with a rebellious expression of freedom, he was dragged by the snake to the coffin that was a hundred meters from him.

In addition, the other snakes whistled towards him, all together, and rolled around his body to help their partners. n(.o-/V-)e(/L)-b(/1-(n

Meanwhile, Kimiko finally executes Alvine's orders by flying off his own free will, out of his hand, and floating near him.

'In appearance, he only cares about seeing his body affected by this curse, but this was not the only worrying factor.

In addition to having his aura out of his control, his muscles are sore from bites, and his energy is constantly absorbed by these snakes. I have the impression that he has become more imprudent than before.' These were Kimiko's thoughts as he changed shape after creating a circular cone around him.

Subsequently, the black sphere gradually increased in size as Alvine came dangerously closer to the coffin.

"Kimiko, if you don't hurry, I will risk much worse than death if I get swallowed by this coffin."

**I'm doing my best, master. You had to think twice in a row before letting yourself do--

"This is not the time to accuse me. We'll talk about it later."

-B0000MMMM!!!

Following Alvine's interruption, the sphere that envelops Kimiko bursts fiercely, finally releasing the humanoid silhouette of a little boy the same size as Zenof, the former Librarian of the Punishers.

But unlike the latter, he had two long black horns two draconian wings, and short white hair.

Barely finished resuming his true spiritual form, like the cores of the original planets, he creates hundreds of black holes above all the golems and their formation.

[Absolute vacuum.]

He said with his childish voice that remained as it was.

-SSSSSS!!! -SSSSS!!!! -...!!!!!

Finally feeling another threat emerge from nowhere, a few snakes untied from Alvine and rushed towards Kimiko with hatrede eyes.

[Tsk, down your paws!] He roars, swinging his hand horizontally towards the three snakes that want to attack him.

And unlike Alvine's previous physical attacks, he had no problem reaching the snakes even though they were in the astral form!

At the same time, his black holes absorbed all the remaining golems and the coffin in question, finally freeing his master, who was close to being swallowed up by the coffin.

As soon as Alvine lands on his feet, Kimiko flashes in front of him after a small jump and puts his hand on his shoulder, absorbing all the energy of the curse in Alvine's body in one light.

"Is it me or have you gained a little in size?"

[That's not what you're supposed to say, master.]

"Huh? Ah, you're right. Thank you." After the little confusion, he thanked him with an ironic smile when he saw him sulk.

[No, that's not it; you have nothing to fear with such a weak curse. But what I don't understand is why you let yourself be devoured by this coffin. You will have been able to cancel it with...-

Before he finishes his complaints, Alvine gives him a pat on the head.

"Don't be modest, Kimiko. I was really in trouble."

[To hear you say that with that smile, I don't feel like it.]

"...Sigh, to free myself, I had to use one of my arcana since my energy was constantly absorbed and sealed. But my arcana are too powerful. They will be able to create irreversible damage, especially by being so close to the core of the planet. Do you understand now?"

[...]

Even if he said nothing, his eyes still showed his skepticism about Alvine's justifications.

**My lord.**

Suddenly, Alvine heard Asklad's voice resonate in his mind by telepathy.

**What's up, Askald?**

**...I escorted the Queen of the Crystaluses, who asked you for an audience, to the throne room, as you had ordered me.**

**Very well, I'll be there soon.**

**Y-Yes, my lord.**

Alvine raises his eyebrows slightly when he hears Askald stuttering.

'Sigh, he, who’s known for his ability to adapt to any type of situation does not honor his image.' He concludes, assuming that Askald was uncomfortable because of his voice.

"Kimiko, do you plan to get some fresh air for a while or do you plan to go back to my shadow?" He then asks after his eyes have crossed with those of Kimiko.

"If you will allow me, dear lord, I would like to return to my kingdom."

"... Sigh, I see that you always have trouble adapting to the outside world, that's probably one of the reasons that makes you so slow to understand basic things," Alvine mutters in his attempt to make him change his mind.

"..." But Kimiko was not determined enough for that.

He could confirm it, just by seeing his blank expression.

"It doesn't matter, this decision is up to you." He sighs with bitterness while rubbing Kimiko's head.

The latter instantly turns into a thin but jet-black sword and sinks into Alvine's shadow.

"..."

"The spirits of artifacts are always mysteries for ordinary mortals." He then adds while shaking his head as if he were trying to get rid of his useless thoughts.

The second after, he teleports out of the dark room.

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