"Leave the monster to me."
With a grave expression, Mobius waved a rapier-like staff, slicing open a teleportation gate and stepping through it, appearing out of thin air amidst storm clouds, facing off against a massive mechanical opponent.
Curse Magic, specializing in summoning Otherworld creatures, creating objects, long-range teleportation, and medical healing.
In terms of pure destructive power, it was actually inferior to the more direct energy manipulation of Shaping Magic.
However, in this place and time, he was the only one who could handle it.
Five Rings, Curse Magic, [Steel Wind Slash]!
No need to chant a spell, Mobius gripped the sword's hilt and slashed downward, merging himself into the wind and flickering instantly behind the massive opponent.
The blade, enveloped in force field energy, slashed toward the biological electromagnetic cannon barrel on the opponent's back.
Clang—
The blade was steadily blocked by a semi-mechanical long tail.
