Chapter 280: Felling a Dragon (VII)

Chapter 280: Felling a Dragon (VII)

Chapter 280

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Emma breathed heavily, her muscles feeling as though they were made from lead. Strands of her golden hair, now dyed Crimson with blood, lay flattened against her forehead due to sweat, partially blocking her view. She must have been fighting for at least an hour now, usually facing at least three to four Wyverns on her own.

her surroundings by now had become ruins of what was the mountain range, wreckage exposed everywhere around her. looking around, she saw that the others weren't in any better position. Senna was struggling mightily, facing nearly 10 Wyverns all on her own, flying speedily through the air and unleashing the barrage of weaponry upon the world.

Similarly, everyone else was off fighting their own battles and struggling just to survive. Wyverns as it turned out were far more powerful than they initially anticipated and planned for, and, as such, they were forced to improvise which wasn't necessarily the strongest suit. Nonetheless, the battle had been going on well so far, save for the occasional distraction from the main battlefield far up into the sky. Every so often, the ground battles would come to a halt as everyone would tilt their heads toward the sky and stare at the sight that left him gasping.

somewhere far up there, two creatures beyond one's normal comprehension were duking it out in a manner that left the sky constantly flashing as though with thunder. It was almost impossible to quite comprehend the extent to which the two had destroyed the world, although the crushed mountains and meadows and gaping holes in the ground had done a volume to try and do so.

All the same, however, Emma didn't have the luxury to pay much attention to what was going on in the sky as their battle here on the ground was more than dangerous enough. She abruptly swung her warhammer toward the ground and barely missed the screeching creature. The weapon landed squarely against the already destroyed earth prompting yet another explosion that sent debris flying all around her.

She didn't rest, however, immediately swinging it back over her shoulder and managing to land it at the leg of one of the creatures behind her. The Wyvern cried out painfully, immediately flapping its wings and ushering itself backward out of danger. At the same time, another one swung its claws toward Emma who barely managed to duck out of the way, retaliating swiftly by swinging the warhammer with all her might and imbuing it with a massive amount of Mana.

Cain hastily dodged a laser-like beam of light, engulfing himself in the coral flames and slapping his palms together as a tidal wave of Mana surged from within him, becoming a radiant fixture in the shape of a shield that did manage to deflect the secondary beam, though it immediately cracked afterward.

Sighing and smiling bitterly, he once again energized his Mana unbelted forward into melee combat. He realized that trying to fight a dragon of all things at a range might not be the most brilliant idea he had conceived in his life, and, as such, he figured giving melee combat a shot was worth it. Though his current Class hardly afforded him the tools to fight in melee properly, It wasn't as though all his previous experiences of fighting hand-to-hand combat were entirely gone.

He swiftly crossed the distance between the two of them and landed some 40 feet away from the Dragon's massive head; he had nearly forgotten just how large the dragon actually was because he was at the range for so long. watching the behemoth up close was like staring at the summit of a mountain covered in jagged edges that he was supposed to climb barehanded. It was nerve-wracking, to say the least, but he took a deep breath and calmed himself down to the best of his abilities before once again unfurling the wings made out of Mana and flipping them to gain some momentum for his forward strike.

He shaped a huge pool of Mana into a 30 feet long sword made of fire and swung it toward the Dragon's head. The irony of trying to kill the Dragon, or at least wound the creature, with fire did not escape him but he had had little choice since he was most confident in displaying his complete prowess in controlling Mana whilst using the element of fire.

After all, from the start this battle wasn't about defeating the creature-- he never stood a chance, no matter how strong he appeared to the rest of the world. He sensed it, the Dragons Mana pool was so innumerably large that it was physically impossible to quantify it in human terms. A tiny fragment of that pool was enough to fuel his casting for at least 100 years without ever taking a pause from fighting. Trying to match something like that with his partly strength was not even a joke, but rather an insult.

Jesus, he mumbled with strained breath. How long do I have to keep the shit up?

"For as long as I desire, no?" a heavy, ancient, even primordial voice spoke directly into Cains mind, startling him.

" huh? You can freakin' talk? Let's do that instead! I'm much better at that than this whole fighting business that we've been doing for the past how long has it been? An hour or so? So, yeah, let's talk big boy!"

I find very little amusement in the fancy talk, the dragon said, still speaking directly into Cains mind. and would much rather see how you hold up in a battle. So, entertain me, tiny creature .