Chapter 317
Kuwang! K-WHAANG—!
The battlefield was filled with a tremendous roar.
In the center of this chaos of slaughter and madness, the loudest sounds were coming from Vargan and Helion. Two people.
Helion’s third unique spell.
Possession.
It’s hard to believe he’s a magician.
Wielding his familiar, Helion darted forward at high speed, looking for an opening in Vargan’s defenses.
Vargan either dodged or directly clashed with him.
With a single punch or kick, rocks and even mountains would shatter, but similarly, Vargan, adorned with possession magic, could negate it.
Kwah-gang—!
What was once a unique magic of Helion was passed on to Vargan, and as time went on, each made their own enhancements.
Helion could possess two familiars at the same time.
Vargan could possess a dual-fused familiar.
—Impressive, Vargan student. It can’t have been easy to possess a dual-fused familiar.
Even amidst the fierce battle,
Helion occasionally spoke to Vargan through the lines of mana.
The total power of two familiars was greater than the power of a single fused entity.
Because of this, Helion had attempted to possess a dual-fused familiar in the past but kept failing.
Eventually, he chose the alternative method of possessing two familiars.
However, having read the original work, Vargan did not give up on the potential left behind by Helion.
He persistently continued his research, achieving accomplishments surpassing his original master, Helion.
—In the realm of familiars, it’s now beyond my capabilities.
Kwah-gang—!
Despite his gentle tone, Helion’s power was anything but gentle.
Every time he reached out, the extremely compressed air became blades that surged toward Vargan.
Vargan, surrounded by protectors, blocked it.
The familiar Vargan possessed was a fusion of the malleable shadow and the incredibly solid bone construct.
Vargan’s seemingly endless mana was like a strong root that maintained that sturdiness.
Kwah-ng—!
Helion thrust down his staff imbued with holy magic, but Vargan blocked it with his wrist.
In fact, the area where Vargan made contact was engulfed in the flame of corruption.
Whirrr—!
At this moment, Vargan’s full body was as formidable as the ultimate warrior, Grayden.
The full body is so robust that it reminds one of the ultimate martial artist, Grayden.
—Master Helion, the main teaching I received from you was to first build resilience. If one’s body isn’t strong enough to harm others, then things are bound to go wrong.
Zzugggg—!
Vargan’s staff, “Gluttony,” released from invisibility, reacts as if it’s about to explode.
It continually absorbs Vargan’s mana while providing power in return.
Utilizing the powers of the Magic Cannon and Arcane.
A spell that transforms beams of light into a surface.
Vargan’s magic creates a black cube that completely seals and compresses Helion in every direction.
‘You’ve created yet another extraordinary technique.’
Helion never gets flustered, regardless of the situation. Holy Light immediately bursts forth from his body.
Brilliant light forces its way through the cracks of the black coffin.
Pzzzzzz—!
Ultimately, with a strong shockwave, Vargan’s spell is destroyed.
Helion, who was trapped inside, reveals himself…
“……!”
A power that envelops the full body in white light armor, greatly enhancing his abilities.
Helion’s 4th Unique Spell.
Spirit.
A sword that pierces through all the evil in the world.
Helion’s 2nd Unique Spell.
Purification.
—Is this your first time seeing this form?
The hero Helion appears in the world to eradicate the villain Vargan.
The knight, clad in holiness, vanishes from Vargan’s sight.
And when Vargan successfully tracks him with his eyes.
Helion’s sword was already deeply embedded in Vargan’s heart.
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—Is this your first time seeing this form?
The hero Helion appears in the world to eradicate the villain Vargan.
The knight, clad in holiness, vanishes from Vargan’s sight.
And when Vargan successfully tracks him with his eyes.
Helion’s sword was already deeply embedded in Vargan’s heart.
…Zzuzuzzu.
‘You’ve created yet another extraordinary technique.’
Helion never gets flustered, regardless of the situation. Holy Light immediately bursts forth from his body.
Brilliant light forces its way through the cracks of the black coffin.
Pzzzzzz—!
Ultimately, with a strong shockwave, Vargan’s spell is destroyed.
Helion, who was trapped inside, reveals himself…
…Zzuzuzuzu.
Vargan’s 2nd Unique Spell.
Ouroboros.
Activation complete.
Zzugggg—!
Vargan’s staff, “Gluttony,” released from invisibility, reacts as if it’s about to explode.
It continually absorbs Vargan’s mana while providing power in return.
The heated Gluttony indicates how much mana Vargan’s spell has consumed.
Through Ouroboros, Vargan sees the “possibilities” that will occur just a few seconds later.
Instead of generating a tetrahedron made from the Magic Cannon, he decided to borrow the power of the fairy Haulisk, who peeked out from the front pocket of his jacket.
The Divine Beast of the Twelve Divine Beasts.
Though still young, its power is formidable.
Zzzuuu—!!
In an instant, Helion activated two unique spells simultaneously.
The hero’s sword, imbued with brilliant light, seemed to plunge into Vargan’s heart, but it was lost to an unknown transparent barrier.
It seemed as though the sword was about to pierce Vargan’s heart, but it vanished due to an unknown transparent barrier.
‘Could it be that he anticipated this move…?’
Helion was somewhat surprised by Vargan’s reaction, as if he had predicted his actions in advance.
Vargan did not miss that moment.
Currently, the maximum number of Magic Cannons that Vargan could use simultaneously was 103.
He compressed all that power into a single point and shot forth an essence of magic that contained the curse of decay.
Zap—!
In a flash, with no particular sound, the battlefield flickered like a light turning on and off.
Helion quickly spread another layer of defense, realizing the danger contained within that power, and leaped backward.
However, the beam pierced through not only his barrier but also his armor, leaving a small hole in his shoulder.
“Under the old rules, this would already be my victory, Master Helion.”
Vargan slyly smiled while looking at the blood seeping from Helion’s left shoulder.
He deliberately didn’t include the flames of decay, which were weak against Holy Magic.
It was purely the physical force contained within the magic.
The combined extraordinary number of Magic Cannons exceeding one hundred could penetrate the body of a fully armored hero.
Having confirmed that fact, a grin naturally spread across Vargan’s face.
Meanwhile, Helion calmly reevaluated the situation.
“…Just now, the flow of the air changed suddenly, and a vast amount of mana vanished. It must be the effect of your second Unique Spell, Vargan.”
“Well, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“…You not only noticed something I had never shown before in front of you, but you also discerned the timing. You’ve really become quite the fortune-teller, haven’t you? Regardless, it’s an interesting Unique Spell.”
“I’m just grateful for your high praise.”
Vargan responded playfully.
However, he wasn’t completely at ease.
‘In this short battle alone, a tenth of my mana has vanished. Using three outliers along with Ouroboros is definitely pushing it.’
His first Unique Spell, Dream of Butterflies, was already activated and swirling around.
Furthermore, he had not only harnessed the Twelve Divine Beasts but also fired all 103 Magic Cannons at once.
Though he had no choice but to do so to inflict damage on Helion, he needed to keep track of his mana as they continued the fight.
‘Thinking ahead, the maximum times I can use Ouroboros in a fully prepared state is three more at most. I need to end this within that limit.’
Even though Dream of Butterflies was active, making the passage of time more favorable to Vargan, the problem was that Helion’s mana resistance was astonishingly high, requiring a long time to break the separation between reality and illusion.
‘And there’s something even more annoying….’
Vargan looked at the hole in Helion’s shoulder.
His wound was rapidly healing, as though he possessed Altife’s regeneration ability.
Even in the original story, Helion’s healing magic was so exceptional that people wondered if he was using a saint’s ‘miracle.’
In other words, to kill a man so filled with divinity from head to toe, one would have to inflict damage that could not be healed or consider a special approach.
“We need to consider a plan.”
“Vargan, don’t you think you’re overthinking things?”
In reality, it was only about two seconds that had passed, but Helion, who knew Vargan pretty well, guessed that he was quickly calculating something in his head.
Vargan shrugged and replied, “I can’t help it; that’s just my nature since I was young. Even if I try to empty my mind and go with my instincts, I still end up calculating things, so I can’t just swing my fists like those martial artists.”
“I understand what you mean. I’m similar to you, Vargan. My talent for magic and my talent for combat are separate. The truth is, we’re people who have honed our combat techniques through practice.”
“Your credibility drops when the so-called hero Helion says that, but… yes, that’s the case.”
“That’s not all. Vargan and I have more in common. For example….”
“Helion, how long do you plan to drag this out?”
Vargan interrupted Helion.
Currently, they were in the center of the battlefield.
The noise and chaos around them were so loud that a conversation wouldn’t be heard unless infused with mana.
…Well, that was how it should be.
Vargan and Helion weren’t infusing even a bit of mana into their conversation.
Even without sending it, the atmosphere was so calm that they could hear each other clearly.
Moreover, within a certain radius around Vargan and Helion, not only heroes but also Altife could not enter.
It was as if a transparent barrier surrounded them.
The center of the battlefield had become a space just for the two of them.
“I wasn’t trying to stall for time.”
Helion continued with a slight smile.
“I’m not a fortune teller, but I know this is the place where I can meet you for the last time, Vargan. It’s disappointing to think we might not have the chance to say everything we want, considering we were once master and disciple.”
“So, you wanted to share one last conversation with your disciple… is that it?”
Helion’s words weren’t wrong.
The wound on his shoulder had completely healed long ago.
Furthermore, the spell on the mat where they stood had been activated the moment they were injured, and stalling for time wouldn’t work in their favor.
Glancing at the surrounding spells, Vargan narrowed his eyes sharply and curled his lips into a smirk.
“It seems I wasn’t the only one prepared for death over the last four years.”
“I told you, perhaps I’ve received divine instruction to stop you, Vargan.”
“…That’s not even funny.”
This was the first time Vargan saw this spell.
It was magic of Helion that hadn’t appeared in the future shown by Ouroboros.
In other words, it was a new spell of Helion that did not exist in the original work.
“This spell was created just for you, Vargan. I hope you like this gift from your master.”
Helion wore a disturbingly emotionless smile.
No matter how you looked at it, he was far from a hero.
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