Someone who saw the scene recalled it later.
The Lairon Church borrowed this when they talked about the creation of the world, but this case was a little different. It was a heavy rain of light pouring down.
The light that was born from the process of collapsing the four elements simultaneously ignored the boundary between matter and non-matter, destroying everything. It was a huge physical blow to the undead. The doom knightsâ bodies shattered, and the transparent bodies of the banshees exploded like jellyfish.
This was the great magic, Abraxas! Theodore had envisioned this spell after reaching the 7th circle, but he needed eight circles to fully reproduce the power. The opposing elements collided with each other, and the repulsive force was immediately maximized. It was a physically and magically impossible phenomena, but Theodoreâs Sorcery made it enter the realm of the âpossible.â
The light wave broke the corpses mercilessly. It was a pure destructive power that even the caster couldnât control after it was launched. Besides, the terrible destructive ray wasnât the only fearsome thing. This was an attack magic that was virtually nonexistent in this world.
It was rare for there to be any magic with âno attributes.â No attribute could interfere with it, and it didnât respond when pressed with pure force. Dealing destruction that deviated beyond the physical propertiesâthis was the true power of Abraxas.
If black magic formed the rules of another world, then this would be a foul there. The undead were disintegrated by the terrible light. The necromancers couldnât sustain the black magic, that was the foundation of their existence, against the power of Abraxas. It was the same for the senior undead. Under the light of Abraxas which destroyed even a lich that had a life vessel, one corner of the undead army collapsed at once. 30% of their total power was lost.
[It is up to here.] At that moment, a dark and eerie voice spoke out. Then darkness blocked the ray of light sweeping through the undead. Jerem couldnât let any more troops be lost and finally revealed himself.
Light and darkness collided. The shockwave that occurred as a result destroyed thousands of undead in the area, but it was a drop in a bucket compared to Abraxasâ actual destructive power. Jerem used black magic of the 9th circle, creating a wall of imaginary space that absorbed the power from Abraxas. Theodoreâs Sorcery might not be standardized, but it couldnât overcome the fundamental differences between magic ranks.
[âŠYou shouldnât miss it.] However, Jerem groaned after stopping the attack as he realized that half his wall was destroyed.
Even if Jeremâs condition was incomplete, breaking the 9th circle magic till halfway? For Jerem, who had known Theodore a few months ago, this situation was completely unexpected. Jeremâs red eyes glared at Theodore. On the other hand, there was a faint smile on Theodoreâs face.
ââââââââKwaaaaang!
Shortly after that, a supersonic storm pierced through the cracked void and aimed at Jeremâs body. It might not be as good as Abraxas, but it was a striking blow!
[Kuaaaaack!] Jeremâs robes were shredded, and he was thrown into the distance. Most of Abraxasâ power had been lost by destroying the imaginary space, but then a storm arrow tore at Jeremâs body. However, the shooter wasnât Theodore.
âOkay. You did it properly, Titania!â
As she spoke in a decisive voice, Theodore looked back at Titaniaâs position in the distance. Then he could see it. Theodore had not actually been talking about Titania but about something that was a few kilometers, maybe 10 kilometers, away. At a distance where he would seem like a single ant, Theodore looked up at the sky.
There was a giant. It had horns in the shape of a crown and a naked body, completely without clothes, that was as rugged as armor. Like the titans that appeared in ancient myths, the ancient elementalâGerosâlooked down at the battlefield while holding a greatbow that matched his physique. The fragment of Zephyrus that had once been contracted to Myrdal Herseim. Unlike Mitra who hadnât grown yet, Gerosâ state was already close to perfect. Titania had been learning to use this form since Myrdal handed over the contract to her.
âThe disadvantage is that a lot of strength is consumed.â
Compared to Myrdal, Titaniaâs power was lacking. There was a limited number of times that Geros could fire his arrows. The reason was obvious. Even if Theodore had weakened the wall first, Gerosâ attack was one which had broken the defenses of the 9th circle magic and damaged Jerem. If Geros could shoot those arrows endlessly, Elvenheim would win in half a day.
The âHurricane Bowâ could only be fired three more times in the future. Theodore kept the number of times in his head as he directed the Elvenheim archers to fire. The undead formations had fallen apart, and their advance was stopped, so this was a chance.
âShoot! Donât leave behind any of these ugly things!â
âAim for the head! Even if the undead are a by-product of magic, they canât regenerate if the nucleus is destroyed!â
âUse normal arrows for the low-grade undead!â
The elven archers, on the ground and above in the branches, pulled back their bowstrings. Their vision was excellent, and they had delicate hands. The undead that didnât even retreat were worse than training targets.
Pipipipiping! There was the sharp sound of arrows being fired. Arrows covered the night sky and struck the skulls of the undead. Of course, there were many undead that didnât collapse from one blow. The dullahans survived using shields, the lich used defensive magic, and the senior undead survived with their own abilities. Then as one dullahan proudly advanced to the elvesâŠ
The baptism of golden arrows quickly turned the dullahan into a beehive.
âThe arrows of destruction look good.â
The nature of the matter wasnât different, be it in the East or West Continent. Still, Theodore sighed with relief.
He didnât know how frustrated he would be if the things he had spent weeks making became useless. He had made around 100,000 arrows containing the strength of the mantra. It wasnât enough to remove all the undead, but it was effective when targeting only senior undead.
The undead started to feel the danger. The senior undead didnât die in one blow, but there was a limit if they were facing 10 or 20 blows. They couldnât stay fine.
âIt has been good so far, but⊠is it a little lacking?â Theodore looked around the battlefield while floating in the sky.
The number of undead was still huge despite having been hit by Abraxas. There might be more undead being created somewhere. If this became a war of attrition, Elvenheim would have the disadvantage.
âI am going to use more great magic. Do you have enough magic power?â
âI only fired one breath, so Iâm fine. Theodore, will you be okay? That previous magic consumed an absurd amount of powerâŠâ
Veronicaâs words were right. One drawback to Abraxas was that it was a huge burden.
Despite having twice the magic power of a magician of the same circle, Theodore was breathing harshly after using it. If he used it three times in a day, his circles would be overloaded. Using it continuously would cause him to self-destruct before beating the enemies.
However, Theodoreâs complexion was the same as before. âIt is okay. Iâve thought of a shortcut.â
âShortcut?â Veronica made a questioning sound, but she knew there was no time to explain. So, she just raised her magic power and shared it. Simultaneously, Theodore activated his circles, and 16 circles revolved, causing the mana in the area to vibrate.
The undead were astonished by the thunderous sound coming from the sky. In particular, the intelligent lich and other senior undead knew the consequences of this sound. It was the sound of at least five 7th circle spells being used. This was unbelievable. It couldnât be avoided. Since defense and evasion were impossible, the undead chose to intercept it. If they could stop the magic spells in time, the situation could be resolved somehow.
âThis is rotten.â As Theodore continued preparing the magic bombardment in the sky, he sensed the flow of power on the ground. It was the precursor to attack magic to stop him and Veronica. Of course, it wasnât at a level that could injure the two people. However, their purpose was to stop the magical bombardment. It would be enough to open a gap.
âDo you think I will let you act freely?â
However, Theodore had no intention of allowing it.
-Yes, I understand! Ellenoaâs strong reply was transmitted through Ratatoskrâs neural network.
What was it now? The answer came flying from the rear of the Elvenheim front lines. Something flew up in a smooth arc and dropped down.
[Mist of death⊠Bite the fleshâŠÂ um?] The lich was concentrating on chanting a spell when it noticed a shadow, and its body was crushed by a huge rock.
Kwaang! Kuwang! Kwang! Kukwakwakwang!
It wasnât just one. Hundreds of rocks fell like a rock shower, crushing the undead. Of course, that power wasnât enough to destroy the senior undead. However, it was sufficient to stop the formation that was preparing the interception magic.
[Ruler⊠commandâŠ! Throw⊠hard as⊠possible!]
[Rock⊠heavy! One moreâŠ!]
A little way from the forefront, the ents were throwing the rocks with their hands.
The large objects that were over 10 meters big werenât comparable to those thrown by catapults. These flew as fast as arrows and fell like bombs. The low-grade undead were crushed, while the senior undead couldnât ignore the attack, forcing them to go on the defensive.
The elves used the earth elementals to make the rocks for throwing, then the ents threw them regardless of how many of their branches were broken. Meanwhile, Theodore and Veronica completed their spell.
The materialized magic power was red and evaporated the nearby air. This was the two great magciansâ magic bombardment that was designed only for destruction! The lichâs jaws snapped shut as they intuitively sensed destruction, while the doom knights and undead forgot to defend. What was the point of struggling when they would just die anyway? Then at that momentâŠ
[Boring,] a voice rang out from the border of the Red Plateau and the Great Forest. Just like the roar of a lion or a tiger, it caused everyone to shiver. It had a big impact. Theodore and Veronica stiffened just as they were about to fire their spells. Their perfectly configured magic formulas were scattered.
âN-NĂdhöggur? In this phase?â
The power that he could exert in this material world was limited, but Nastrondâs king was still equivalent to a god. Theodore didnât know about the tribute Jerem had prepared, but it he knew it wasnât that big. Otherwise, they would have already been killed without being able to resist.
While Theodore was busy thinking about this, NĂdhöggur declared, [Donât disappoint me, Follower.]
At that moment, something eerie rose up. It was a power that rose from an unknown abyss, a strength that Theodoreâs eyes couldnât see. Nastrond, the dimension ruled by NĂdhöggurâits power of darkness and death flowed into this material world.
âI will follow your will, great evil dragon.â
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Four shadows floated a few hundred meters in front of Theodore. They were Jerem and the four horsemen. Jerem had recovered from the damage caused by Hurricane Bow, and his torn body now looked exactly as it had before.
âHrmm, do they want to try a tag match?â
Theodore faced the enemies with Veronica. From now on, it wasnât a fight between armies but a fight between leaders. It was the battle between the strongest powerhouses of each army. As they listened to Titaniaâs words flowing through Ratatoskr, the two magiciansâ red robes flapped aggressively.
As the Red Towerâs 8th commandment stated, a good warlock was a dead warlock.