Chapter 250: The Fortress of Evil (3)
“What? This can’t be happening!” Carbarax finally snapped out of his daze.
Even as he spat curses and disbelief, his hands flew into action, weaving a complex series of spells in the air. The shattered fortress wall immediately began to reassemble itself, black stones flying back into place as if time itself was being reversed.
“Enclose it! Now!” he shouted.
A new barrage of magical energy exploded through the earth. The wall not only restored itself but grew taller and even thicker, more heavily reinforced than before. This was Carbarax’s full defensive power, his absolute best. He was pouring all his energy into maintaining the fortress’s integrity.
However, even this proved meaningless.
A thunderous boom echoed across the land as Ketal swung his fist again. The newly restored wall crumbled under his blow just as easily as before. Stones shattered and dust flew. Ketal offered a slight, almost mischievous grin.
“It’s definitely a little tougher now,” he remarked, rolling his shoulder as if testing the weight of the air. “But that’s about it.”
Those watching were left speechless, their awe and fear warring on their faces. Reverence for the impossible was written in their wide eyes.
“Unbelievable...”
“How could anyone possess such strength...?”
The power of those called Heroes was always said to be beyond the grasp of common understanding. Most people accepted the tales, believing in the legend without ever expecting to witness such force for themselves. In truth, few had ever seen a Hero truly fight, for the world had not faced a crisis great enough to warrant their intervention—until now.
That unspoken boundary in their hearts had been shattered. The limits they had once imagined for human strength were gone.