NOVEL NEXT 63
"Oh sweet baby Jesus..."
Asai thought back to before.
[Rigal Bomb: Lvl 30] / [Blood Tyrant: Lvl 51]
[Asai: Level 19] / [Asai: Lvl 49]
"The level difference back then was 11. Right now it's only 2. It's not that bad." As Asai crept closer, staring intently at the Tyrant, watching his every facial expression for any clues of noticing him via sound or vibration. He was inches away from entering melee range, where he could cast his bread and butter skill.
"R E V E A L." The Tyrant's voice boomed, a deep bass like sound echoed throughout the great hall. Both Asai and the Tyrant were wide-eyed. However, being the one with the element of surprise advantage.
[Psychic Phantom]! The instant the skill landed across the Tyrant's chest, through the ensuing mana explosion and dust, a giant red fist shot through and slammed into Asai's torso before he could even finish landing from his vault.
Blood spurted out of Asai's throat, coating his tongue in red. However, instead of the usual iron, his blood was sweet. Once the dust settled, and the Tyrant acquired a clear line of sight towards the intruder, its tail began to glow. Asai was smart enough to know what this meant. He immediately threw himself behind a pillar as rays of energy shot at him. The stone floor erupting, fragments of rock blasted and flew everywhere.
Rather than hiding behind the pillar. The instant he had entered cover he entered [Hide] stealth and charged right back out. His target was the Tyrant's blindside, the rear.
In a fit of fury, the Tyrant blasted the pillar into oblivion. Anything hiding behind it would perish for sure! After the entire pillar fell, ultimately demolished the Tyrant gathered more mana into his tail ready for any surprises. However, when the dust and debris settled he was shocked to find nothing, he was expecting at least a pool of blood.
[Psychic Phantom]!
Before he could turn, he was blasted from behind. He staggered forward greatly before turning to see his precious tail on the floor. He roared as he charged towards the intruder. However, to his dismay he faded out of existence much faster than he could react. His fists hammered down on the area the intruder was last seen. Craters forming left right centre.
"S U M M O N. R A I N." His voice boomed, hammering and echoing against the walls, the books and into the darkness above. Rain began to fall, it grew in intensity before developing into a storm. Thunder cracked and whipped. Lightning illuminated the hallways like flashbangs.
There, it was then he could see the outline of the intruder. Although invisible, the water droplets bounced of him!
CRACKK* Thunder whipped, A strike of lightning struck down and ignited several bookshelves aflame. The fire continued to spread and burn although being pelted by the elements. It seemed the fire was now imbued with mana.
The Blood Tyrant charged forward and caught the intruder. With one hand he held him. With the other he began to punch and pommel him into paste. As his punches landed one after the other, he continued charging forward until he reached the bookshelves where he then slammed the fool into the books. He pulled the human back out of the debris and slammed him back in, again and again.
A mixture of blood, rain, and fire crackled, sizzled and splashed everywhere.
Assured of his victory, the Tyrant roared into the intruder's face.
"I N S E C T !"
His eardrums popping. In his stunned state, his stealth deactivated. The tyrant took a good look at his opponent. The fool that dared to challenge him. Asai, greatly weakened. With only his willpower kept trying to stab his dagger into the tyrant. However, without mana, the metal couldn't penetrate the leather like skin.
He had been the guardian of this library for longer than an millennia. He had been challenged by many in the past, however, none were foolish enough to try fight him solo! Enraged by the disrespect he threw the human into the fire. He smirked victoriously as the colour faded from the human's eyes.
Another set of lightning struck, the books exploded into thousands of sheets of paper that began to cover Asai's body. The rain sapped his body warmth. The Fire singed his exposed skin. The thunder ensured the high-pitch ringing would continue.
The fool tried to pull a potion out. Ridiculous! To torture the fool, to teach him of his place in this world. He took the vial and drank it himself. The Tyrant breathed deeply as he felt his health return. He turned to pick up one of the fallen pillars. It would be the perfect tool to swat him with. Like the insect humans were designed to be.
