Chapter 275
Chapter 275: Well, Now He's Really Become a Summoner
Bang!
A stunning atmospheric shockwave rose from the battlefield at the ocean's very center. The entire ocean grew exceptionally frenzied beneath the terrifying tremors.
The sea once again reared up into curved cliff-faces on both flanks, the waves lifting skyward from either side.
The blazing sun waged a relentless battle against the storm clouds above—fighting to gradually drive back the gloomy downpour that Dozarel was guarding so tenaciously.
Beneath it all, an expanse of forest on the open sea continued to draw nourishment from the ocean, growing and strengthening itself without pause.
At that moment, the 2 colossal beasts seemed to have forgotten about their elemental affinities entirely, and were crashing directly into each other in the most primal manner possible.
Atop the vast scorched earth and the ocean, every collision between them sent specks of ash swirling through the air and whipped the sea into a storm.
Yet that terrifying impact would be swiftly absorbed by the lush, dense ocean forest.
Lorelei floated on the water's surface, watching the battle that could only be described as utterly epic in its ferocity. Her mind was growing more confused by the moment.
The instant she laid eyes on Dozarel, it was as though everything clicked into place.
Why had she been unable to alter the weather around Blairstone Port despite being right there?
Because, right there before her—
An entity of truly terrifying power had the surrounding weather locked in an iron grip.
Anyone familiar with the natural elements, standing here and merely gazing from afar at those 2 rampaging colossal beasts, could feel just how overwhelmingly fearsome they were.
At some point, Helnersen had come to stand atop the sea's surface.
Though the raging waves caused the entire ocean to heave and sway violently, he remained perfectly composed.
Helnersen's eyesight was exceptional. Even from a great distance, he could make out Viktor's silhouette.
Aware of the world-ending pressure radiating from the 2 colossal beasts, the raging wind twisted through the air like a great dragon lashing its body relentlessly—shattering everything in its path.
The gale tossed the fur across Helnersen's body.
At that moment, Lorelei tilted her head back and looked up at Helnersen, who stood gazing into the distance from the sea's surface.
She couldn't help but ask with curiosity:
"Mister Bear-Man, what ever brought you out here?"
To a place like this—a terrifying battlefield.
It was an absolutely epic scene. A battlefield no living creature could simply enter and join.
Yet Helnersen responded with only a single, unhurried sentence:
"That is my master."
He was referring to the person standing atop that red colossal beast.
Viktor Clavena.
Helnersen's origins traced back a very, very long time ago—to the generation of Viktor's grandfather.
His connection to the Clavena Family had long since grown too tangled to explain simply.
But he had always upheld the oath he had once sworn.
To protect the Clavena Family with his life.
So...
"You came to rescue him? To rescue Viktor Clavena!?"
Lorelei's eyes went wide, her expression one of total disbelief.
Please—who were they talking about?
This was Viktor Clavena!
The moment she had spotted, even from afar, the figure standing atop the crimson colossal beast, Lorelei had already recognized that man in the Coat.
In the raging gale, his Coat thrashed wildly in the wind.
Viktor Clavena.
The one who had replaced Cocotte Yadh to become the Council's current Council Member.
As a fellow Council Member herself, Lorelei naturally had information on him.
He was almost universally regarded as the Council's most powerful member—an existence that other Council Members collectively called a madman.
You were saying he might be in danger?
How was that possible!?
Helnersen paid her no mind, his gaze still fixed on what lay ahead.
The muscles across his entire body tensed taut. Energy flowed freely around him, as though coiled and ready to spring.
Because Helnersen was a Martial Artist—one who needed to cultivate Energy.
So, he was able to sense it before others could—that faint undercurrent of danger drifting through the air.
Like the scent of fresh blood, spreading toward a single point.
Helnersen felt it.
It was a tingling, numbing sensation—like an electric current—that made every hair on his body stand on end.
Helnersen was not certain whether this was truly a sign of danger.
But when he sensed the dryness in the air—
He knew he had to come.
Viktor still stood firm atop Gulton's head, locked in absolute confrontation with Dozarel, whose body was wrapped in cerulean water currents.
Dozarel's eyes blazed with dazzling light. The water-current-encircled body began growing restless and agitated.
Without the offering, it was visibly anxious.
Gulton's feet stamped atop the lava, rapidly raising a scorched-earth landmass from the sea's surface.
The 2 colossal beasts grappled together completely. The air trembled, and terrifying heat and moisture fused in an instant.
Scalding high-temperature steam began to rise, as though intent on destroying everything utterly.
Staggered by the impact, Gulton immediately retreated, gathering a powerful blazing light within its maw.
【Scorching Breath】
The natural energy in Gulton's maw rapidly converged to a single point. Crimson-red blazing light flowed swiftly through the air.
High heat interwove with scorching intensity, sending heatwave ripples surging outward—warping the surrounding space completely.
Threads of crimson energy floated through the air, as though swallowing everything around them.
Dozarel was not about to be outdone. It surged upward in a sweeping motion. The raging ocean beneath its body suddenly rose and rapidly coiled spiraling around it.
【Surging Torrent Wall】
The dense ocean transformed into a solid fluorescent-blue barrier, rising before Dozarel.
Like a wall of gushing, turbulent currents—its tension chaotic and formidable.
The scorching blazing radiance erupted from Gulton's maw. The thick, wide Breath attempted to engulf the ocean entirely.
Crimson particles overflowed from both sides of the Breath, dancing freely through the air like spirits of flame.
The Breath slammed into the turbulent wall of current—and split apart completely.
Boom!
In an instant, all the crimson energy discharged at once. A violent explosion erupted.
When the flames and lava dissipated, the thick barrier in front of Dozarel had shattered into fine water droplets.
But suddenly, Viktor narrowed his eyes.
He sensed an unusual aura.
Dozarel—was about to release its true power.
All around its body, the waves surged once more.
Dense Water Element natural energy rapidly overflowed, merging into the entire ocean.
The next moment, the vivid blue waves began to warp, rotating at high speed around Dozarel.
The overflowing natural energy, wrapped in surging waves, kept building before Dozarel.
Blue blazing light converged rapidly. A fluorescent-blue ripple bloomed in front of it.
【Ocean Source Star】
Wherever the ripples swept, the waves suddenly converged—carrying tremendous energy to form colossal stars that hung suspended in midair.
The next moment, Dozarel's body shuddered violently, unleashing a whale-cry-like roar as it released all its energy in a single eruption.
Gulton was no less defiant. Flames blazed furiously across its entire body.
Surging lava suddenly erupted from the sea's surface. Terrifying heat and high temperatures merged together, attempting to resist the pulsing energy flickering with blue Magic Power that Dozarel was unleashing.
Columns of flame on the ocean erupted skyward. Countless streams of lava converged and crashed against Dozarel.
【Blazing Severance—Wrath of Extinction】
Raging shockwaves swept up the flames across the scorched earth. The waves roared without cease.
Under this awe-inspiring surge of Magic Power, the entire world seemed to warp.
Sun and storm clouds alternated continuously, light and dark as one.
Even the magnificent, verdant forest atop the ocean began to struggle against the subsequent waves of impact.
Yet at that moment, Viktor sensed something unusual.
His brow furrowed slightly. Something felt more complicated than it appeared.
Because Dozarel had released its ultimate ability ahead of schedule.
Just like Gulton and all the other Calamities.
A Calamity's final Skill signified its 3rd phase—the last phase.
They would instinctively release their final Skill when their HP reached a critical threshold, as a means to clear the field.
Yet right now, Viktor could clearly observe that Dozarel's HP was still in a reasonably healthy range.
Above 50%—nowhere near the HP threshold that would trigger Dozarel's ultimate Skill.
Something was wrong.
Suddenly, Viktor raised his head, sensing a subtle change in the surrounding air.
The moist and scorching air was gradually growing somewhat dry.
A tingling, numbing sensation kept washing over his face—as though drawn in by the airflow, inhaled into his nasal passages, and sent spreading through his entire body.
His cheeks, his Coat—even when he lightly closed his hands, he could feel the distinctly unusual change.
Viktor looked down and found that the Crow's feathers on his shoulder were already fully standing on end.
"...Static electricity?"
He realized something, and raised his head once more to look toward the sky.
The combination of the 2 ultimate Skills seemed to have made everything around them unbearably dry.
Which had drawn out—something new.
Without warning, storm clouds once again smothered the sun.
But this time, it seemed to be more than merely the Water Element's power.
Within the churning cloud layer, thunder rolled along with the wind currents. Even the dry air itself let out crackling sounds.
Viktor looked up at the sky. A flicker of surprise passed through his eyes.
"Interesting..."
This was his first time encountering a situation like this.
Perhaps out of resentment.
Dozarel had called for backup.
Deep within the cloud layer—like the depths of an abyss.
A silhouette streaked with purple-black markings appeared atop the storm clouds.
A colossal shadow revealed 2 round pupils, gazing down on everything below with indifference.
Then, from the sky, it extended a single enormous arm.
Its giant claws spread downward. Purple-black electrical current spread outward from them.
Rrrumble!
A stunning purple bolt of lightning rapidly surged through the air—like a venomous snake, following the water droplets as it stabbed viciously down into the sea.
The next second, an astonishing flash of lightning surged along the ocean, sending up a thick, dazzling streak of lightning.
That light blazed to life in an instant—as though it intended to swallow the entire ocean whole.
An enormous lightning magnetic field flickered across the ocean. Thunder tore through space like fissures, surging and rampaging wildly.
Terrifying pressure fell from the sky, like the entire cloud layer collapsing—pouring madly down toward the ocean.
In an instant: storm clouds, heavy rain, lightning.
2 entirely different weather patterns—yet somehow generating an uncanny synergy—now united together.
And pressed down hard, thoroughly suppressing the sun Gulton had summoned.
Gulton roared in fury.
Yet no matter how furious it was, it simply could not bring the weather back under its control.
It had not yet grown powerful enough to face, on its own, 2 existences of equal strength.
At this moment, Weija's body hair stood on end from the lightning's dryness in an instant.
It stared up in shock at the dark silhouette in the sky, and couldn't help but ask Viktor:
"Was this within your expectations as well?"
Viktor looked up at the sky, Staff in hand, and said calmly: "No."
"But..."
"Calling for help in front of me?"
The instant his words fell, a terrifying ocean of Magic Power erupted from his entire body and swept across the Coat behind him.
Sensing that the Magic Power was fading at an astonishing rate, Weija narrowed its eyes—as though it had already made its peace with what was to come.
Gradually, Viktor's Coat became surrounded by white markings.
On its collar, a pale, elegant white Rune appeared.
"How could I possibly lose to you?"
Wind currents rapidly converged above Viktor's head.
In this moment, it was as though heaven and earth lost all color.
Everything, and all things, plunged into endless, silent darkness.
An enormous black silhouette gradually took shape within the cloud layer, churning continuously in the dense sea of clouds.
The cloud layer grew thicker and heavier, rolling along in the wake of the great dragon's body.
The thunder that had been rampaging through the sky came to a sudden halt.
The rain falling in a frenzied downpour abruptly ceased.
As though all the weather had been completely locked in place.
Only a single wind current remained, stirring into motion.
The silhouette lurking within the purple-black storm clouds, with its pair of round pupils, turned to look in the direction across from it.
In another layer of clouds—
The black great dragon seemed to transform into a breathtaking white.
Its body rolled and turned, its 2 pairs of long horns trailing like wisps of cloud-silk ribbons, piercing through space as it drifted through the cloud peaks.
A single enormous claw seized the cloud layer in its grip.
As though something had closed its hand around the throat of the world itself—even the air grew impossibly thin.
All airflow came to a complete stop. Only a pair of enormous dragon eyes remained, gazing down from above.
Bearing absolute, sovereign authority.
【Skyborne Tomb-Guardian】
Calamity of Wind—Dorakon
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