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Chapter 458 – Sixth round
🕑 Added 2025-09-18 06:01:02 +0000 UTCTo nobody’s surprise, the gravity user had prevailed against his previous opponent, earning his place in Kassorith’s sixth match.
He was one of the strangest mages they’d faced in the tournament. His attacks weren’t lethal – or even that dangerous, however. He simply fired the occasional blast of concentrated force, mostly to keep Kassorith under pressure while conserving his own mana.
Most of his efforts went into veering Kassorith’s longswords off course – he accomplished that using short bursts of gravity mana seamlessly integrated into his domain. They allowed him to shove the constructs away whenever they were about to hit, sending them plummeting into the mist-shrouded depths below.
But he didn’t stop at defence.
Every now and then, his domain expanded, exerting a strange influence that somehow permeated both Kassorith’s domain and Percy’s. It applied opposing forces on Kassorith’s body and the greatsword he was using to fly, threatening to unseat him. More than once, the man succeeded, knocking Kassorith off the construct and forcing him to waste mana to forge a new one. At the same time, the latter had to guard against the inevitable rain of gravity blasts that always seemed to accompany the man’s attempts.
That alone wasn’t enough to harm Kassorith, but it was extremely effective at gnawing at his reserves. Even worse, the gravity user always seemed to time his disturbances whenever Percy tried to enchant a longsword, never giving him a chance to recycle his winning strategy from the previous round.
‘How annoying!’ Kassorith spat mentally, clicking his tongue as he clawed his way onto what felt like his twentieth greatsword since the start of the battle. ‘We can’t keep going like this. My consumption isn’t as bad as the last fight, but he’s spending even less mana than the guy with the scar!’
‘Well… I’ve got an idea, but you’re not going to like it,’ Percy said.
‘Go on,’ Kassorith replied, though he sounded guarded.
‘What if I stamp a few lightness runes directly into our body?’
Percy didn’t bother to explain his reasoning, Kassorith’s silence indicating that he understood him. Their opponent didn’t seem to knock them off their greatsword by applying an external force on them. His domain appeared to simply amplify Thess’kala’s existing gravity while randomizing its direction. If it worked like Percy thought it did, there was a good chance the lightness runes would negate most of its effects.
If Percy planted the metallic seals directly into their skin, their opponent wouldn’t be able to remove them, allowing Kassorith to remain on his greatsword long enough for them to upgrade their weapons too. Percy could apply lightness and sharpness runes on the longswords, allowing them to fly fast enough to reach their target before he managed to deflect them.
‘Sounds painful,’ Kassorith said, a grimace marring his face.
‘It will be. But think of the sweet rewards. Besides, the damage isn’t permanent. We can use your bloodline to fix everything after the fight.’
Kassorith didn’t seem happy at all. Percy didn’t blame him for it, as he wasn’t looking forward to mutilating himself either. Still, this was the only semi-viable plan either of them had come up with.
The next time their opponent pulled the greatsword from underneath Kassorith’s tail seemed to seal the deal, causing the latter to give Percy a mental nod.
‘Do it. Just make sure to beat the bastard.’
Not wasting any time, Percy drew some liquid metal from his host’s sternum, along with some additional lightning mana to superheat it. Between Kassorith’s resistance to his own affinities and his new mutation, Percy knew it would take a lot of heat to brand the symbol through their fortified scales. Gathering his domain into the red-hot liquid, he allowed his spectral trait to take over, pressing his palm against Kassorith’s chest.
The pain made him wince – or was that Kassorith’s doing? Either way, their muscles sizzled, the acrid smell of burnt flesh stinging their nostrils as a wave of agony rippled through their body. Their ribs cracked and their lungs cooked, but Percy didn’t pause until he felt the controlled-lightness rune click in his mind, responding to his will.
Kassorith’s eyes watered, but they still managed to catch their opponent’s frown through a film of tears. The man clearly realized they were up to something. Knowing they were swiftly running out of time, Percy used both hands to brand another pair of runes – the first on the other side of his host’s chest, the other on his belly.
The hostile domain locked onto Kassorith, trying to pull him away from his greatsword. The latter tightened his tail’s grip on the hilt, clinging on for dear life. At the same time, Kassorith fired some of his flying longswords against the gravity mage, pressuring him into halting his assault. Sure enough, the man was forced to withdraw his domain, using it to deflect the projectiles.
‘Just a couple more,’ Percy said, more to reassure himself than his host. ‘I think they’re helping.’
The effect of the enchantments was subtle, but this was the first time they’d managed to resist their opponent’s efforts to throw them off – Percy didn’t think that was a coincidence.
Kassorith remained silent, buying as much time as he could for Percy to brand the next few runes. Bracing himself, Percy did just that, the gravity mage’s domain growing less effective with every new lightness rune they suffered. Before long, they found themselves able to stick to the greatsword with relative ease. Not wanting to leave things up to chance, Percy still grabbed the opportunity to engrave a few lightness runes onto the greatsword too, just to be sure.
‘Let’s end this farce already. I’m so done with this bastard,’ Kassorith said.
‘Agreed,’ Percy replied, already beginning to stamp one unit cell after another onto a longsword.
The rest of the battle held no surprises. The gravity mage had done an admirable job preparing a counter to Percy’s runecrafting before the fight, but he didn’t seem to have a response to Percy’s solution. As expected, Kassorith eventually gathered enough enchanted constructs to fight back, his opponent no longer capable of deflecting them as effortlessly as before. That was not to say that the gravity mage was entirely out of options, but he no longer had any good ones.
He was forced to apply his gravity mana more directly, wrapping it around his body into a dense, invisible force field. The spell was far harder for Percy and Kassorith to penetrate, buying the man a few minutes. However, it also cost several times more mana to maintain. A while later, the gravity mage’s reserves looked like they were about to dry up. With a deep sigh, he voiced his surrender, clearly unwilling to plunge into the cold ocean.
***
Three days later, Kassorith stood in the arena face-to-face with his seventh opponent, waiting for the semi-finals to begin. It was a female Thess’kalan – the one they’d been expecting to fight ever since they saw the brackets. Interestingly, she was a disciple of the Ancestral Lineage Sect – the very organization that had generously donated this year’s main reward!
However, she didn’t possess the special bloodline that made her sect famous across Thess’kala, but a different one – one that nevertheless synergized with her enhanced physique just as well, if not better. In fact, Percy had been shocked to learn about it, since this was easily the most powerful bloodline he’d ever heard of – save for his own, of course.
It was called Mana Lock.
It exerted a powerful effect that spread across a wider area than a domain cast by a mage at the same grade and could simultaneously affect multiple opponents. Anyone under its mysterious influence would find it almost impossible to draw mana from their core! With enough effort, they could still pull out a trickle – enough to fire a single, weak spell, or to defend themselves against one. Still, it wasn’t easy to fight under these conditions. If it caught somebody off-guard while flying, it could even send them to their doom. In other words, this bloodline could rob even the most powerful mages of all their weapons!
Its only downside was that it affected its owner as much as her opponents, but that was probably why the Ancestral Lineage Sect had accepted the woman into their ranks. They clearly thought that their legendary physique was the perfect match for her ability, since a stronger body was as lethal a weapon as any under the bloodline’s effect.
‘How good are you in close combat?’ Percy asked.
‘Not very,’ Kassorith replied. ‘Why the hell would a Blue bother learning how to fight with their hands?’
Percy pointed at the woman with his chin, causing his host to sigh.
‘Thoughts?’ Kassorith asked.
‘Leave this one to me.’ Percy shrugged. ‘Just support me with your domain. Assuming it still works.’
Luckily, Percy was used to physical fights. Granted, he’d never done it in such a powerful body – not just a Blue’s, but a mutated one as well. He most certainly wasn’t used to fighting without feet. That said, he’d possessed enough weird creatures over the years that he’d grown proficient at adapting his fighting style on a whim, learning to wield all sorts of foreign body parts and unfamiliar appendages. On top of that, he’d spent enough time in Kassorith’s body that he understood it well enough. Of course, their opponent probably had centuries of experience fighting like this, so Percy didn’t think this would be an easy fight. Especially since her bloodline wasn’t the only thing they had to worry about.
‘Well, whatever… I already got my complete set of ingredients. Worst-case scenario, I fail to get Nesha and Elaine’s affinity-changing treasure.’
It would suck for the girls, but Percy could look for another one in the future. That was not to say he wouldn’t do his best to win, however. Taking over Kassorith’s body, he assumed a fighting stance. He was about to pounce as soon as the announcer declared the start of the battle, though the woman caught him off-guard by raising her hand first.
“Wait!” she yelled, causing even the gold-trimmed elder to stop in his tracks. “Before we begin, I want to propose a wager!”
Comments
Cobadulu
I wonder why the gravity mage don't just make a similar spell like Nesha to pack more blasting power from his spell?
underdog121
2500HP!!!?? Can it fly now?
MinE
I think so, but I think its more likely something that should be blocked with domain manipulation.
mant06
Could the dance be developed into a counter technique for manalock?
2016 2500HP Long Cab Chevy Silverado
Thank you PathOfPen
HUAAAANG
I swear you're trying too hard with these cliffhangers.
brennon Petersen
Tftc!
Meir Banon
Tftc
Uroš
I think so, yes
GreatCabbage
This is how Percy gets another set of ingredients?
