Chapter 362: Battle with the Platinum Dragon (1)
[What’s the plan?]
I’m going to fight until he unleashes his full power.
[...That’s quite straightforward,] Allen responded in a rather exasperated tone.
[What a perfect way to get yourself killed.]
Despite his mocking words, Allen was already channeling Duaat’s power to maintain his form. As he clasped his hands together, a long staff materialized before him. When he reversed his grip, the smoky form of the black staff blurred, revealing the image of the Freezing Talon for a split second.
“φχ-stϪϪχκ,” Allen chanted in the runic tongue. All magic originated from this ancient language, and as such, it could summon far greater power than ordinary spells.
As his Arcane Mana merged with the ancient magic, blue lightning crackled beneath his feet.
Crack—!!
A sharp bolt of lightning shot toward Narh Di Maug. With the roar of lightning, Karyl surged upward, rocketing over the dragon’s head with a thunderous whip-crack as the air burst around him.
Click—
Karyl steadied himself midair, swinging Lakna through to unleash a fierce gust of wind. The next instant, he used Agnel to unleash a second Arcane strike, merging with Allen’s lightning to form a crescent-shaped flash that gleamed like a curved, razor-sharp blade.