Chapter 51:Under Pressure: Victory Amidst the Chaos

When my eyes opened, I was back on the battlefield. Ignis, controlling the transformation, was fighting the two borugs and the bat, but he was starting to lose ground. I needed to channel this intense vitae through my body, so I told Ignis to return to the center of the transformation.

My body resurfaced from the depths of the transformation, still keeping the draconic wings and dragon arm. With the spear in hand, I advanced towards the borug that had been wounded by the blue flame. Spinning the flame, I poured the intense vitae onto the spear. It began to catch fire, and I wanted to try that attack of the blue fire god.

I made the same movement as the fire lord's charge, but Ignis launched that blue flame around the spear. I couldn't recreate it exactly like when Ignis is in control, but I could make my own advanced version.

"How about it? Charge of the Blue Flame Lord," I thought, executing the attack.

The attack collided with the already wounded borug's rib.

Triiiiii... The attack tried to pierce the borug's tough skin; the blue flame struck repeatedly, following the sharpness of the spear.

Boom!

The spear pierced through, and a burst of fire swept through the borug from the inside out. There was a hole going through it, and the beast fell dead to the ground.

Finally, one more beast down; only two left.

Ziiiii!

A sonic blast tore through the air towards me, but I dodged, not giving it space to continue. The other borug charged at me with pure hatred, its eyes completely red. It advanced and advanced.

Muuuu!

Its roar echoed sadness and rage — its companion had fallen, and only vengeance remained. It wouldn't give me space to attack the bat.

"You bastard, you'll have to die first!" Without stopping, I began attacking it. Using the fire lord's charge, I repeatedly struck it hard.

Temporarily ignoring the bat, I collided head-on with the borug repeatedly. The vitae from the crystal I absorbed seemed infinite; it turned blood into true pure blood, used to attack, and still seemed to overflow throughout my body.

We collided with brutality and force; I needed to kill it, and it wanted to kill me.

I spun the spear and attacked its lower ribs. The spear struck the ribs but didn't pierce. Its horns grew, and a herd of blue fire advanced toward it — it was Ignis helping me.

Triii...

Ziii...

Zuum...

The bat launched several sonic blasts and, seeing no results, decided to advance. Its wing tore through the air and approached me. As expected, launching from my arm, the chain wrapped around its wing. I retrieved the spear and used the fire lord's charge aimed at its abdomen.

Splash!

The spear entered its thin skin, creating a deep cut that dripped blood.

Kirk kirk!

It charged with a burst, breaking the chains, but bleeding.

"Alright, I managed to wound the bat. It's strong but doesn't have tough skin. So, killing this borug means I can deal with the bat and then help more people."

Without hesitation, I returned to confront the borug, keeping the bat in pseudo-check.

The spear danced against the borug; thrusts were made, cuts on its body.

We bled—me and it—but neither backed down. The black spear, Maria, though a second-level intermediate spear, always cut through.

While fighting, I used the cloud ring to retrieve the armor. I had something in mind to do against the bat, and I needed it.

Temporarily ignoring the bat, I began channeling vitae into the transformation so Ignis could unleash his blue flame nonstop while I attacked with the spear.

A torrent of flames struck the bull relentlessly, and its bright golden horn was constantly burned.

The spear gleamed and advanced with a sinister intent, aiming to destroy vital points.

I preferentially attacked from below, targeting ribs, abdomen, and flanks.

The vitae flowed uncontrollably through my veins before reaching the spear.

The blood I had drunk was transforming at a terrifying speed under the intense vitae.

I fought like a madman with unbearable pain; the beast seemed more and more destroyed.

The beast, attacking insanely, showed signs of collapse; blood sprayed, the spear pierced, and its horn—once magical—returned to that old broken horn.

Crack!

The spear pierced the beast's rib; it didn't destroy its body like the other one, but its lung was destroyed. Blood sprayed fiercely, and the beast began breathing desperately.

And with one last thrust, its body fell, giving its last breath on the ground. The last borug was dead.

Now only the damned predator remained, and I thought, laughing.

We flew to the sky, heading towards the cursed beast. The purple aura gathered at the tip of the spear.

I charged against the bat, which easily dodged and used its sonic blast, but I didn't give up.

I kept advancing towards the beast. It dodged and attacked me; its attacks were extremely strong despite bleeding.

But I already knew what to do, so I kept attacking the beast from all sides. The spear advanced while Ignis and Astrel gathered flames. Because of the aura shaped like a purple flame, it was almost impossible to see.

Right behind me, the nox was released in large quantities. It gathered in one point, ready to be unleashed and engulf everything ahead.

I continued fighting the beast as if nothing else mattered. I collided using the spear to push it back.

The cut in its belly bled more and more, but it's a pity, bat, your time to become part of an armor has come.

Retreating, it charged at me with its claws.

Closer, come.

As it approached, I waited. Its wing tore the air and was in front of me.

It was time. I channeled vitae into the armor and the nox. A mist covered our battle corner.

Condensed purple clouds stood out; it was the illusion effect of the black armor, created from the Harudraks crystal.

Upon touching it, the bat fell into a deep sleep; its body began falling like a stone.

I advanced, storing the spear in the dimensional ring, joining my hands in front. My flames, Astrel's, and Ignis's gathered into one point.

In Ignis's mouth, the flame accumulated to the extreme. It was completely blue, burning even the air around.

Boom!

Ignis launched it. The flame tore the sky and flew toward the falling bat.

Rahhhh!

Ignis's victorious roar came early, but that marked the victory. Only the crystal and the cursed bat's wings remained.

"That's it, damn it!" I roared happily.

Hiiiii!

Astrel neighed proudly, as if saying we did a good job. Even proud and quiet Astrel wanted to move on to the next fight.

Using telekinesis, I collected what remained of all the beasts I killed.

I kept advancing, trying to hunt preferably level 2 beasts alone, or at most in pairs.

My eyes scanned the battlefield vaguely, and I already knew my next opponents.

First, a golden chameleon harassing the battlefield, a main target.

Second, a pair of four-legged white bears? I wondered confused.

Screw it, I advanced against the beasts; today, I only want victory.

In a place of intense battles.

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POV: Flávia

Using my rapiers, I was killing the Feraliss. After severely wounding the other two beasts, only the Feraliss was left in front, but it had been at a disadvantage for a long time. In my Count form, every attack was fatal.

My rapiers moved in sync, performing thrusts and light cuts. The beast was completely suppressed.

"Using its crystal, I'll make a nice level 3 weapon for Bruno, damn beast," I said, laughing happily.

While advancing nonstop, the beast was at a point where it could only defend.

Boom!

Still, the Minotaur and the butterfly tried to stop me, even if extremely limited.

"Well, since you want, I'll show the strength of a baron," I said, flying and blocking the heavy earth energy sent by the Minotaur. I joined my fingers to perform the highest level destruction move I know.

A hurricane quickly began to form, until an intense aura of water started falling over it.

Zum zum zum...

Blades of water spun as the hurricane turned, and the blade tips were frozen with a mist of blood.

The hurricane advanced toward the Minotaur. I was with a broken leg, limited by size, unable to move.

Even creating an earth barrier, it was too late. The hurricane of water blades reached it and began to rip it apart.

"But that's not all I can do," I shouted.

While the wingless butterfly cried on the ground attacking me, I crossed my fingers, and the water spiral that defended against Feraliss's attacks began spinning extremely fast, breaking the air.

Zish zish zish...

The sound of spinning water was terrifying, but more than that, what came out was a pressurized water beam shooting toward the butterfly. The butterfly created a blood barrier, but the beam pressed on it, causing cracks quickly.

"You won't pass, filthy beast!" I shouted at Feraliss, preparing my third and last attack: my three main attacks.

Cutting Water Pulse.

Storm of Blades.

Pillars of Blood.

Crossing my fingers and looking at Feraliss, an intense aura of ice and blood poured out. They began to take shape, and countless crystallized blood snakes rose from the ground, advancing toward Feraliss.

"This is the strongest attack I know. My mother taught me."

The snakes began to pressure Feraliss; charges, bites, ice crystals, blood arrows advanced on the beast while I attacked with my rapiers.

I poured all my remaining vitae into the rapiers and began the seven thrusts.

1. The first thrust came 20% stronger.

2. The second thrust came 50% stronger.

3. The third thrust tore the air and pierced the beast, killing it instantly.

A direct kill. This technique is my own creation, based on my mother's seven spiral death spears — an extremely powerful skill.

Without stopping, I sent the blood snakes to the other beasts, placing a third-level crystal in my mouth.

After a few seconds of recovery, I advanced again. The butterfly was dead with a hole in its chest.

The Minotaur was in a depressing situation, and when the snakes and I started attacking, it was no secret: it died quickly.

"Victory!" my shout enveloped the entire battlefield, and I advanced to help Selena.