Chapter 103: Let’s Practice
Fyovu was truly furious because of Priam’s words.
In fact, he had hit the mark perfectly with his words. She had never even been reprimanded in her life, and since a young age, her talent had been identified. So she had lived practically only training and studying, without learning almost anything about life.
Her crimson eyes pulsed with intense light. The entire hall was taken over by the pressure of a demonic Bloodline.
A subtle green aura flowed through her body; she was a Physical Mage.
Without hesitation, the people in the hall activated the barrier inscription in the center.
"Die!"
Fyovu’s right arm stretched out, her hand shaped like a claw, while all the energy in her body concentrated.
Before she could make any other movement, a cluster of dark-red flames appeared in the air in front of her and violently exploded toward Priam’s face.
Priam narrowed his eyes.
Those flames had a strange dark-red coloration and gave off an extremely oppressive feeling. They did not create a sensation of intense heat; instead, they radiated a sinister and dark cold that pierced into the bones.
Wherever those dark-red flames touched, the incomparably resistant and durable floor of the hall became instantly carbonized... that carbonization was clearly not caused by scorching heat, but by corrosion.
Those abnormal flames did not burn, but instead corroded whatever they touched.
Priam did not hesitate and activated his movement Magic Art, disappearing and leaving an afterimage behind.
*Woooosh*
Her first move hit nothing.
Fyovu’s eyebrows moved slightly, and then she showed an icy smile. With a flap of her wings, dark-crimson flames spread all over her body, and her five extended fingers opened even wider.
Immediately, an explosive roar similar to thunder echoed through the air, and a cluster of furious dark-crimson flames spread around her, advancing in every direction.
Priam, who had appeared farther away, snorted.
In that small area sealed by the inscription, a little over thirty meters wide, he was at a disadvantage because he did not have much space to run. Fyovu’s power could cover the entire place.
[Dominate?] [Yes / No]
Since he had nowhere to escape, he focused on dominating everything inside the Nexus Seed. Although it was a bizarre flame created by a demonic Bloodline, it was still energy, so he could absorb it.
Seeing that Priam had stopped, Fyovu roared, "Take this!"
As the flames rippled and swayed, part of the cluster quickly distorted, taking the shape of a gigantic skull. The skull opened its huge and horrifying mouth as it flew toward Priam, accompanied by a nauseating and terrifying hiss.
The dark-red fire skull not only possessed extremely strong corrosive power, but also gave anyone an instinctive sense of danger, as if it could directly destroy someone’s spirit.
For an instant, Priam’s expression became gloomy... he felt great danger.
But he immediately regained his clarity, and his brows furrowed slightly, making his expression a little more serious.
He took half a step back, and his entire body shone with light-green runes appearing.
*Sky-Rending Wind!*
He attacked with everything toward the fire skull.
**CRACK!**
Dark-red sparks scattered everywhere. The flames opened to both sides, and in the central gap, the gigantic flaming skull emitted a cracking sound... but it did not explode, only retreat.
The people watching were stunned, especially the demons of the Sun of the Underworld Clan.
That was because they knew that skull was the purest and most powerful attack condensation of the Ancestral Art of the Hellspawn demon race. But... Priam had used a terrifying wind strike that blocked it. What kind of terrible Magic Art was that??
Fortunately for them, it lasted only an instant.
The skull stopped in the air, then its mouth opened, and it released a sinister and dark roar that seemed to come from the depths of hell, charging directly toward Priam again.
All the demons sighed in relief. That previous wind strike was terrifying, but it must have had an extremely high cost. Now that it had failed, Priam was finished.
"Hahahaha!" Fyovu’s laughter echoed through the air.
Priam’s eyes narrowed, but he did not retreat in panic. Instead, he clenched his fists and activated the Blood-Feast Fists.
His eyes shone, and his fists pulsed with a strong red aura. The wind runes appeared again, shining around him like tiny stars.
*Sky-Rending Wind!*
The people almost jumped from their chairs. He not only used that same wind strike again, but now it was at least three times more powerful!
**BOOOM!**
The entire hall shook violently. Fortunately, no remnant of energy emerged from within that barrier inscription.
But... thin cracks appeared all across the barrier, spreading rapidly. This left the young ones pale with horror. What level of strength was that?
Even the people from the Iron Fang Clan were frightened, because they discovered they had underestimated the level of power of those demons. Not only that... Priam could definitely fight them head-on, being just as bizarrely strong as they were!
The dark-red flames filled the entire environment inside the barrier.
But slowly, the space inside became more stable, allowing the people to see the situation.
The ceiling and floor inside that place had countless black scars because of the corrosive properties of the flames.
As for Priam...
When he appeared, the people of the Ylisse Clan trembled in fear at first.
His back was touching the barrier. His clothes were riddled with hundreds of holes of different sizes, with carbonized edges.
But... it did not take long for them to notice that he had no visible injuries on his body; the only apparent wound was a small patch of blackened flesh on the back of his right hand.
Priam was breathing a little heavily. Fortunately, he now had the power of nature to heal himself. Because of that, he no longer needed to create a healing Power Rune. So he still had this card up his sleeve to win.
’I understand... when some energy is connected to the Mage by some means, I can’t absorb it directly.’ He thought, learning that lesson.
That skull, and part of the flames the enemy used, contained some other energy, maybe her Bloodline, which created a connection with her. Because of that, Priam could not simply absorb it with the System without suffering any damage.
Everyone he had fought before, when he used the System’s domination like that, only attacked with their power, without anything of that kind. Besides, they were young Mages, nothing comparable to this Demoness.
Priam took one deep breath, staring into the eyes of that opponent, who was stunned to see him fine.
’It would be better not to use my Power Rune now. So... should I test it?’
Priam murmured internally, then nodded.
Inside his Nexus Seed, everything that had recently been absorbed flowed out.
Suddenly, Priam’s entire body lit up, becoming covered by a dark-red flame.
"WHAT?!"
"That’s impossible!"
The demons in the hall rose from their chairs once again, completely disbelieving.
After attacking with everything and suffering a backlash, Priam destroyed the skull, and all the connection with Fyovu’s flames was cut for a moment. Then, he took the opportunity to absorb as much of it as possible into the Nexus Seed.
After entering the Nexus Seed, even this bizarre flame created by a demonic Bloodline had now been completely dominated by him. So he could use it as if it were something natural to himself.
Of course, he did not know the power of those demonic flames. But he had received knowledge of the basic elements from the System. Because of that, he could manipulate them and test them.
’Let’s practice...’ He thought with a smile.
Then, he stretched his arm forward in Fyovu’s direction and made a gesture with his hand.
"Come. That wasn’t everything, right?"