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Even with all the physical stats the King had accumulated and all the other skills he possessed, his physical body had yet to become an actual equal match to his own spiritual powers.
This was a weakness that Blake had noticed most Spirit Masters had!
Because they lack the knowledge to forge physiques, it would be very rare for them to even form one naturally, and although their stats would increase based on their Talents, the Spirit Orb only boosted Mana and Spirit energy.
Meaning that even if they are tremendously strong magicians and spiritualists at Rank 8, their bodies are often falling behind in terms of power and vitality, even with all their stats after leveling so much.
They had to rely on their Spiritual Powers to further reinforce their physical strength, and as he had investigated before, Spirit Masters battles were often wars of attrition of both magic, skills, and their summoned spirits.
Even the King of all Elves fell into this weakness, his body quickly beginning to burn and disintegrating, as more and more Blood Novas started tearing through his body, leaving behind giant bloody holes.
"AAARRGHH!"
His arms were torn to shreds and the rest of his body kept being burned. Mammon continued trying to resist the endless barrage of attacks, but he was slowly wearing down.
As Blake kept attacking him, everyone else below the skies was fighting the endless army of aberrations, some of them already beginning to doubt their own resolve and question their decisions.
The relentless attack of the aberrations, former citizens of the Rosenheim Dukedom continued endlessly, their bodies only growing larger and more monstrous.
Yet, at the same time, the skies above turned purple and pink colored.
Cattalina conjured her spell in that very moment, as pink petals started to fall from the skies.
"Good night."
Her eyes shone with bright pink light, as her Divine Dream Domain expanded across the entire city, resembling an endless wave of fluffy pink clouds and dark purple shadows.
FLUOSH!
The petals washed down over everything, as the entire battle suddenly came to a halt. Chris, Erika, Eric, Erdrich, Elizabeth, Alberta, and Elfriedden all glanced in disbelief.
"H-huh?"
Chris was confronting a giant Demonic Aberration with multiple arms and head, yet the moment the pink petals touched it, it suddenly fell asleep, collapsing on the floor.
"ASMODEUSSS...! Y-YOUUUU...! I WILL SHOW YOU...! I WILL SHOW YOU THAT I AM MUCH STRONGER THAN BEFOREEEE!"
With a furious, resentful scream, Mammon's Demonic Powers finally emerged, merging with the Elf King's Spiritual Powers, the original Spirits of the Elf King, who had been tricked into thinking it was him, panicked as they realized something else entirely was trying to control them.
"M-Master?!"
"Where is master?"
"S-Stop this! It hurts...!"
"No...! Master...!"
"SHUT UP! YOU'RE NOTHING BUT MY POWER!"
Mammon roared, his demonic soul devoured all the spirits and then shattered the Elf King's Spirit Orb, which was already being destroyed anyways. He devoured everything and mixed it together into a single new body.
"{Spirit Fusion}!"
FLAAASH!
All the Spirits merged together into the Elf King's body, alongside Mammon's own powers. Thousands of rivers of Spiritual and Demonic Energy started connecting with his body.
Blake didn't stop attacking him, Blood Novas, Blood Apocalypses, Abyss Stars, and Silver Novas constantly bombarding over his body, as he began to prepare a powerful spear attack to finish everything off!
"Do you think I'll let you transform in front of my face?! Ruby, Bestellen, keep him busy!"
Blake quickly summoned two hundred flying dragon familiars, which also started firing their attacks at Mammon.
At the same time, he rushed down, with his spear at hand, his multitude of energies and powers converging together into a single one.
Mammon attempted to stop him with shockwaves of converged spiritual and demonic powers.
Yet...
Blake pierced through it all, his spear piercing Mammon's chest as both his spear and body passed through it!
CLAAASH!
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