Chapter 258 â Receptacle of Solitude (3)
Eight-Tails was hit in the face and thrown back. It might be different with a proper defense, but the creature couldnât be calm after being hit in the face. This was even more so after it had dispersed the power of six tails.
It was true that its durability was different from a humanâs, but this fist could even crush a rock. Eight-Tails trembled from the unfamiliar pain and stared at the worm that hurt it. Then Magic Bullet aimed like a Thunderbolt at Eight-Tailsâ tattered eyes.
No matter how strong the body, the durability of the eyes was inevitably weaker than other areas. The pain was like a heated poker burning on its head. Theodore didnât slow down as he watched Eight-Tails roll around on the ground.
âBe a sword, fire of purgatory.â
Theodore finished the chant for a spell. This was the purgatory sword that had cut the 4th stage Pride previously, the application of attack magic which Veronica had used in the distant past.
A flame sword was summoned, distorting the surrounding air. This flaming sword could cut any substance which existed in this material system. Eight-Tails instinctively sensed the danger and raised its body.
This was 7th Circle fire magicâdestructive compressed black flames. A hit in the head would be a serious injury that couldnât be easily recovered even with Eight-Tailsâ regenerative power. Theodore held the flaming sword and rushed toward Eight-Tails.
Swordsmanship wasnât needed; he just swung along the path that Eight-Tails moved. The flaming sword which burned everything in its way was powerful enough by itself. If Eight-Tails tried to avoid the flames, Theodore would use magic or fists to obstruct it.
A lightning bolt struck Eight-Tails, then a mace-like fist hit its staggering body. This time, the impact struck Eight-Tailsâ stomach, and it spurted blood out. In fact, a human would die from this wound 10 times over, but it wasnât enough to fatally wound Eight-Tails.
Theodore closely observed the situation with a grim expression. âThis canât continue.â
Contrary to the appearance of the battle, Theodore wasnât actually dominating this fight. Eight-Tails was still alive no matter how many times it was injured. It would be a fatal injury if Inferno Blade destroyed its brain, but Eight-Tails knew this and had desperately stopped that from happening several times already.
Moreover, that fact that a fatal wound wasnât possible was a minor problem.
How many times had it done this? Eight-Tails received the Magic Bullet, which Theodore had shot out, on his forearm and then rushed over.
At first, it hadnât been able to prevent the attack, but it had now grasped the timing and could counterattack. Its lack of fighting ability was quickly being filled up by fighting with Theodore and the two spirits. Eight-Tailsâ unknown shamanism, which was difficult to deal with, became more elaborate and precise.
Seimei also noticed Eight-Tailsâ ability climbing.
[Ohu, a novel technique? It pushed ahead with strength at first, but now it is using little tricks.]
[Well, it should be able to hold on for a few more hours if it is like this. You need to hurry. I canât help you if it isnât shamanism.]
It was as he said. Eight-Tailsâ strength wasnât just shamanism. It was eating up martial arts and other unknown powers to become more mature. If they didnât defeat it, they might inadvertently make Eight-Tails a perfect monster.
âHaap!â Thinking this, Theodore stretched out both fists.
Fairy Danceâs Direct Transmission.
Four Major Hidden Techniques.
It was a technique he hadnât shown before. His fists ruthlessly pounded Eight-Tailsâ face and upper body dozens of times in one breath.
It was truly a shower of fists! Eight-Tailsâ body faced a tremendous power and was pushed back. The power of the punch was enhanced by ether, so Theodoreâs fist was stronger than a mace.
Beaten at a blurred speed, Eight-Tailsâ skin crumpled, while its flesh and bones burst. Still, it was unbelievable that Eight-Tails only suffered a few broken bones. It wasnât a serious injury, despite receiving the force of the second hidden technique.
However, instead of being amazed, Theodore frowned. He hadnât intended to just knock Eight-Tails down with this attack. Merely pushing back his opponent with this attack was something he hadnât experienced before.
Theodore Miller was a magician, and martial arts was just a bonus. In the end, the truth Theodore believed in was magic.
âIt was theoretically perfect, but what is this?â
In fact, there were other methods to destroy Eight-Tails. He had Abraxas which could overwhelm its regenerative power. Yet there was a reason he didnât bring out his original magic.
Receptacle of SolitudeâŠ
Theodore had observed it a few times, and the intensity of this shamanism wasnât something that could handle magic. As soon as Theodore used Abraxas, the borders of this place would open, and the monsters would rush out. He didnât know about Eight-Tails, but Theodore couldnât be assured that there werenât other offerings.
He needed to defeat this monster without giving others a chance to escape. Coincidentally, the method was already in Theodoreâs hands.
âForced Harmonization!â
The focus of this new magic was lightning. He had been using lightning for some time and realized some facts.
The most important thing was that the human body couldnât perfectly handle lightningâs speed. The moment that Theodoreâs body became lightning, it would lose its substance and turn into a collection of currents, with most of the force being lost in his brain.
âThis was why Marquis Fergana didnât collapse with one blow.â
If Theodoreâs blow had been true lightning, Ferganaâs body wouldâve shattered without a trace. Of course, Theodoreâs body would also be broken, so it was a one-off magic. The loss of power was in exchange for safety.
Due to this, Theodore used lightning to accelerate his thinking speed, or when he needed high-speed movements. That was enough to make it a useful skill. However, Theodore was a magician and had embarked on developing magic that surpassed this premise, and he had actually succeeded some time ago.
Complete Integration: Thunder Giant.
If he had to name it a different way, it would be âAttract the Lightning God.â
A giant made of golden thunderbolts emerged. The giant behind Theodore was 20 meters tall, but there was no sense of weight at all. It was a natural story. After all, lightning had no weight.
It wasnât just Eight-Tails that was confused. Everyone present stopped to look at the giant. The Tiger King stopped biting at the clones, while the White Bear paused from where he was holding three clones to the ground. The sudden appearance of the golden giant was shocking.
The price for this short moment of surprise was fatal.
âThe human body canât properly make lightning, Â but it can be copied with ether.â
The true power of this unique magic was that the power of ether and lightning moved into Theodoreâs brain.
No one could see it. The giant moved at the same speed as a lightning body, and its fist punched Eight-Tailsâ body.
ââââââââââââ!!!
It hit, hit, hit, and hit again. The golden giant exceeded the speed of sound, but no shock waves were created. It might be because lightning affected the air around the body. Or was it because fluid mechanics didnât apply to the flow of electricity?
Gruesome roars rang out in succession.
The earth shook, and Eight-Tails were buried in sand as it was crushed by the fists. The destructive power was enough to ruin a body stronger than mithril. It wasnât just the shock. There was also a huge blast that burned the bones.
100âno, it surpassed 1000 hits a long time ago. Eight-Tailsâ body was thrown back 100 meters and forcefully stuck into solid rock. Theodoreâs brain could only maintain this for 10 more seconds, but it would be 10 minutes of hell for Eight-Tails.
Eight-Tails couldnât escape no matter how it struggled. A scream burst from its mouth as all its limbs were broken. Then Eight-Tailsâ body bent over. It had long since gathered its dispersed power. Eight-Tails wrapped itself in its eight tails and waited for the horrible punching to stop.
[Oh, I see. It is possible if it is this type of technique.]
ââŠWhat?â Theodoreâs expression subtly changed.
The explanation was swift. Usually, Seimei wouldâve taken his time, but Theodore currently couldnât control the lightning god. Seimei knew the seriousness of the work and didnât act frivolously. Theodore nodded after hearing the story. He wouldnât be harmed even if this failed.
[Ohh! Leave it to this Seimei!]
At the same time, his right hand moved on its own. No, it was Theodoreâs lips as well as his right hand.
âAlara Kalama, Uddaka Ramaputta.â
Sanskrit, the secret words of the monks, poured out of Theodoreâs mouth. Naturally, it was Seimei who was chanting the spell. He had seen the situation and suggested the use of shamanism.
âRajagaha, anuttara sammasambodhi, vesakha!â
The thunderbolts became tangled together, and the giantâs fists shone with an unknown light as it continued to hit Eight-Tails. Then the quiet Eight-Tails started trying to struggle again. Theodore didnât know what was going on, but it was proof that it was working!
Seimei continued to move his hands as he chanted.
It was the mantra of Breaking Evil and Manifesting Good, a spell that borrowed the power of the King of Heaven who ruled over all wrongs. Although it had a different origin from the Art of OnmyĆdĆ which Seimei used, Seimei was a master shaman capable of using the esoteric techniques.
Indra, the king of heaven and the one who controlled thunder and lightning⊠His lightning strikes turned all evil spirits into dust, and they could get rid of negative emotions in the human mind.
Indeed, Eight-Tailsâ tails started to scatter.
Did it know that its strength was disappearing? Eight Tails didnât stop struggling even when it was hit by the giantâs power. Eight tails went down to seven, seven tails went down to sixâŠ
The power of the Receptacle of Solitude collapsed before this technique. After five, four⊠and then finally three tails were left, the black tails regained their color.
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Maybe this was its true color. Theodore closed his eyes against the brilliant light, while Seimei ended the chant.
For a moment, a golden light covered the heavens and the earth.
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