Demi-human Girls Completion Manual-Chapter 53 - 48
53: 48.
The Weight of Life
53: 48.
The Weight of Life
Philone’s stature seemed suddenly larger in the night, the deep blue light radiating from him appeared almost tangible.
Then, his right prosthetic hand stretched out, aiming directly at the Fisher in front of him.
“To survive, you must go all out, Mr.
Fisher,” Philone declared.
“Ding!”
A shocking burst of light erupted from his right hand, causing Fisher’s eyes to narrow as he pushed back.
However, the light from his prosthetic hand had already solidified into a beam, shooting towards Fisher.
Fisher’s heart rang alarm bells; as he caught his handcane, purple Light Halos sprung up, making his surroundings seem illusory in just an instant.
“Deviate.”
The “Space Refraction” spell engraved by Renie.
“Boom, boom, boom!”
As Fisher uttered the spell, the blue light beam in front of him twisted weirdly in the illusory space, refracting away from him towards the distance, striking the Inner City’s wall without obstruction, cutting through the stone wall and causing chunks of stone ignited by the tremendous energy to explode into the sky.
The beam continued unimpeded into the sky outside, slicing through the clouds in the moonlit night before slowly vanishing into the horizon.
Fisher’s expression immediately turned serious.
The soul-ignited power exceeded his imagination; had this lethal weapon struck him just now, he would likely have evaporated.
Half of the distant city wall turned into molten lava dripping down, but Philone didn’t glance that way even for a second.
His gas mask remained firmly fixed on Fisher, with steam surging around him rushing at Fisher.
“Bang!”
Philone wanted to stop Fisher from casting magic, and with the support of his backpack, his physical abilities were enhanced to a horrifying extent by the steam mechanical device.
His right hand suddenly punched at Fisher, who ducked and threw a punch back at the gas mask.
But Philone’s face didn’t move at all; only scorching steam sprayed from under his mask, propelling his prosthetic hand to move swiftly.
Having just thrown a punch, it retracted swiftly, striking Fisher’s shoulder with mechanical precision.
Fisher staggered back several steps, his shoulder numbing instantly as if hit by a bullet.
Yet at the very moment of striking Philone, his own magic had been ready; he held nothing back now, his handcane firing all its might at Philone.
The Bee Dance, Rapid Freeze Technique, along with the Spinner — the spells he had engraved — struck fiercely at Philone.
Wrapped by the Spinner’s threads, Philone felt a frost layer form over his skin before the intensely buzzing sawblades aimed for his neck.
“Fantastic!”
A deep blue light burst forth from Philone’s entire body, countless beams like the ones that had cut through the city wall scattering around him.
Fisher’s magic was instantly sliced apart by his beams, cutting the ground of the courtyard and causing huge explosions.
A massive shockwave lifted trees and soil into the air.
Fisher’s eyes narrowed as he gripped his handcane, swept up into the air by the terrifying force, tumbling several times before planting his handcane into the ground to stop.
His suit stained with the soil’s dirt and mud, he looked up at Philone, who was gasping slightly.
The backpack on his back suddenly popped open, ejecting a metal canister into the air, which disintegrated mid-air, revealing nothing inside.
“Mr.
Fisher, show me some stronger magic!” Philone challenged.
The backpack snapped shut, his eyes glowing with a blue light as another ghostly wail sounded, his right hand gleaming once more with the Death Light.
Fisher’s expression remained unchanged, his handcane instantly glowing with a high rank magic displaying a seven-ring purple brilliance.
This spell, “Renie Comet,” was uniquely developed by Fisher and Renie, inscribed into his handcane as they both had ample magic power to spare.
The tip of Fisher’s handcane collapsed inward like a black hole; next moment, as the darkest black turned into a brilliant deep purple, Philone issued the Death Light from his hand just as Fisher raised his handcane, meeting the purple beam that burst forth from the black hole.
In an instant, where the purple and blue lights met in the courtyard, a bizarre explosion erupted.
Philone’s beam sank under the weight of the comet’s brilliance, and the ground was once again covered by massive explosions. freёnovelkiss.com
Yet Philone, without any hesitation, continued his assault with the Death Light from his prosthetic hand on the distant Fisher.
With virtually no cooldown, the continuous barrage was unbearably tough for Fisher.
Even amidst using magic, the increasingly violent explosions and their resulting shockwaves made the debris fly about as swiftly as bullets, punching several holes through Fisher’s suit.
