Chapter 308 Power Beyond The Bounds Of Flesh

Testing the waters with the new skill multiple times now, he began to understand its benefits much more intimately. [Draconic Might] seemed to excite the blood pumping out of his heart; it accelerated the burst of strength given by the Dragonheart System, providing an overwhelming boost in power, yet at the risk of overheating himself if it stayed for more than seconds.

Gripping the jeweled sword tightly, azure embers naturally sparked from his grip as he waited until the exact moment War charged towards him–

Now! He thought.

The entirety of the chamber shook as both took off at the same moment, approaching one another with utmost speed; it was a collision that meant certain death for any that would attempt to intervene.

Towered over four times over, the Dragonheart hardly looked as though he stood a chance against the knight-resembling centaur, especially not against its colossal lances, though he had a plan of attack of his own.

Just as War pierced forward with both of its ebony lances, drilling through the air and wishing to skewer the scale-armored young man, the Dragonheart dropped down and slid across the ground.

"---Ngh!"

He managed to slide right under the giant centaur's legs, summoning his draconic strength to full, unleashing a strike of his blade empowered by a [Dragon Strike], rending the air and the underbelly of War.

Flames sparked from the edge of his blade, igniting even the blood that poured from his foe as he managed to pierce the flesh of the monstrous entity.

A distorted roar emitted from War's helm as its stomach was cut, stomping down, thrashing its hooves against the ground just as the young Dragonheart managed to escape the flailing stomps and jump to his feet.

Peeking into the destructive room, the elven tinkerer had to lift his goggles to believe the sight before him.

"He's doing it...He's actually fighting that monster!" Blimpo said to himself in astonishment.

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Though he successfully slashed War's underbelly, the edge of his blade failed to dig deep, only spilling superficial blood that seemed to anger the entity more than hurt it.

Just as they came within range of him, he pushed both of his arms out, unleashing a massive burst of wind, momentarily invoking the howls of a storm from his very position.

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["Windcaller's Savior"]

It was an adaptive propulsion of wind from every angle, focusing onto the chains that guided the spiked boulders; the wind solidified and curved around the chains, pushing them back and slamming each flail into opposing walls.

In that moment, with the armed weapons of War lodged in the walls, the violent entity was left open for the Dragonheart.

Gather it...Condense it...Strengthen it! He thought.

This thought process was bolstered by the short timeframe he had to launch his counterattack; through embodying the very heat that flowed through his body, he squeezed those azure flames into a singular point.

That singularity was in the palm of his hand; a swirl of bright-blue embers then united into a perfect sphere of heat. A unison of magecraft and the Dragonheart System; winds feeding oxygen to the flames, mana of heat further bolstering its firepower–

["Ascent of Dragon's Wrath"]

Without wasting a moment, he tossed the sphere like a ball, hurling it towards War as its size rapidly grew from that of a softball to a raging meteor of flashing, blue-and-red light.

The entity had only just then dug its flails from the walls before the supreme fireball collided with its body, resulting in a sparking explosion.

It was nothing like the flame of the standard Dragonheart flames, and far transcendent from normal heat, yet he knew well it was leagues below the white flames he briefly achieved before death. A small click of his tongue came as his intent was to reach that threshold of sublime fire once more.

Looks like I can't quite do it...It's still beyond my grasp, he thought.

Still, the result was still spectacular nonetheless as the colorful flames lashed out before being repelled by a roar of steam from War, casting the fire off of its body.

"Hurt that time, didn't it?" He asked.

It was clear that some damage was dealt to the sturdy hide of the entity this time as marks were laid on its flesh, yet it remained stalwart, facing him as changes to its shape took form again.