Chapter 158: Divine Fire
Flareth struck first, but I swiftly countered by drawing my katana, [Kagegiri], and channeling my magic—[Dark Magic: Black Flame].
Our clash turned the Spire of the Fire God into what looked like an inferno straight from hell. The angels present began to feel the heat, their celestial forms unable to withstand the sheer intensity. One by one, they withdrew from the battlefield, a wise decision considering the flames we wielded had grown so intense that even the floor of the arena started to melt.
When our attacks collided, my [Black Flame] managed to overpower Flareth’s strike, generating a thick black smoke that quickly enveloped the battlefield. Seizing the opportunity, I activated my most formidable magic—[Forbidden Dark Magic: Abyssal Wrath Mode].
Abyssal Wrath Mode instantly doubled the power of my Dark Magic, amplifying my strength (STR) and agility (AGI) as well. Without hesitation, I transitioned Kagegiri into its second form—[Yami no Shogun], transforming my attire into a pitch-black samurai armor in an instant.
Seeing my transformation, Flareth burst into laughter, eyes burning with excitement.
"HAHAHA! You’re going all out right away?! Good! I like this! Now I can obliterate a flea like you with full power!"
Without wasting another second, Flareth surged forward at breakneck speed, launching a relentless assault with his flaming claymore. Accompanying the main blade, he conjured multiple additional swords of fire, attacking from all angles. However, with [Future Sight], I could predict his movements and countered with precise deflections using [Yanagi-Uke].
"Not bad! But let’s see how you handle this!" Flareth roared as he activated his magic—[God’s Fire Clone].
Suddenly, dozens of flaming copies of Flareth emerged, each capable of exploding upon impact. Within moments, the battlefield was swarming with his clones, all charging at me with synchronized attacks. The sheer number made it difficult to keep up, but I had my own countermeasure.
I unleashed [High Dark Magic: Nightmare Tempest, Hundred Shadow], summoning a hundred shadow clones crafted from pure Dark Magic. The battlefield erupted into chaos as my shadows and Flareth’s clones clashed in a whirlwind of destruction. Shadow blades and flaming swords collided, both sides eliminating each other in a battle of attrition.
For a moment, it seemed as if I had leveled the playing field. However, deep down, I knew Flareth had yet to unleash his full power. I needed to act quickly and deal a decisive blow before he got serious.