"Shing!" , Fron gripped his staff tightly in his hand.
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"Ryu, Asfi, you two protect Artemis-sama and Hermes-sama. Next, just watch my performance."
Saying that, without waiting for anyone to react, Fron lightly tapped the ground with his toes and floated off the cliff, leaping into the vast cavern.
"Per… performance?"
Artemis widened her eyes, staring in disbelief at the young man who was calmly walking toward Antares, who had already opened its massive pincers and was continuing to gather strength.
"Don't be reckless, Artemis. Believe in Fron-kun's judgment. Since he dares to go alone, he must have something to rely on. And besides… even in terms of sheer strength, he might not necessarily be at a disadvantage."
From the rumored intel, this first-class adventurer of the [Loki Familia] was extremely adept at surpassing his level.
They didn't know to what extent Antares had recovered, nor what level of strength it could display.
However, Fron had already guessed it with near certainty.
"Lv.6 at the upper limit, no augmentation skills except a special power that restrains Arcanum. In other words, just a blank Lv.6 monster."
"Even with a proliferation skill, summoning a mass of Lv.1 monsters, what use is that?"
Whether it was hard power, soft power, or hidden trump cards, Fron held absolute advantage, crushing the opponent without question.
In other words, a life of always struggling bitterly against enemies had finally reached its first turning point.
Boom,!
"[Face your end! (Ragnarok)!]"
Even a lion uses full force to hunt a rabbit, how much more so against such an enemy?
Since Fron made his move, he would never allow any accident beyond his control.
Thus, he directly chanted the magic born from his own possibilities,
"[Surtr!!]"
Crackle, crackle…
The ground was scorched clean by erupting fire and lightning. Countless rocks and dust spread outward in concentric waves centered on Fron.
"What overwhelming pressure! Just using magic raised his power by a whole level!"
"He chanted two spells in succession, and right from the start unleashed his second-stage magic that was almost a trump card!?"
Even from a distance, the group's hair was blown back. Flying sand forced them to shield their faces with their arms.
"Good grief, Loki really is lucky. To have such a child… truly enviable."
Hermes watched Fron's figure confronting the monster, his eyes gradually shining, no, more like blazing with excitement.
"See, Artemis! Sacrificing yourself, saving the lower world? The hero you wanted to redeem you? No… all wrong!"
"True heroes are those who possess the power to break through every obstacle and enemy!"
"What schemes or plots? Before this strength, hahaha… laughable!"
…
In that instant, Fron's entire body resonated under the strain of his most powerful magic.
Muscles and bones were pressed upon by that immense power.
With Fron's growth, his magic had silently grown stronger and stronger.
No, more accurately, it was his weakness that had limited the magic's output to this level.
As he grew, the magic born from his possibilities, [Surtr], was gradually liberating its full power, returning to its source, approaching complete form.
Fron furrowed his brows slightly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.
"My magic is strong, but… perhaps too strong."
"But before my body collapses, it's enough to finish this!"
Battle intent and mockery intertwined deep in his pupils as he stared at Antares, roaring madly.
Crack! With one stomp, the floor shattered, fire and lightning exploded forth!
In the eyes of the onlookers, Fron's black-and-red flash vanished in an instant, reappearing directly before Antares!
His staff twined with rings of magic circles and black flame-lightning, striking straight into the monster's enormous single eye!
Squelch,
No suspense at all. With absolute attribute suppression and innate wisdom, Antares was beaten like a wooden post.
Easily, effortlessly, Fron destroyed its only visual sense!
Roaaar!
In agony, it convulsed and thrashed, wildly swinging its body. Even its connecting tubes were torn apart.
Rumble, rumble…
Its rampage shook the entire cavern. Its colossal body possessed natural destructive power.
But against Fron's agility and tactics for fighting large-type enemies, its bulk became a burden, making it an easy target for Fron's one-sided assault.
From above, the group watched the battlefield below: Fron's figure blurred, wreathed in black flame and lightning. With phantom-like speed, his movements overlapped into countless lines, weaving a picture of slaughter.
Clang, clang, clang…!
A storm of strikes rained down on Antares's armor, as hard as the finest upper-tier metal, sparks bursting at each impact of staff-lance.
Screech, screech…
Thrust, sweep, jab, pick, Fron's refined skill exploited every angle, probing for weak points in its armor, seeking the chance for a killing blow.
Roaaar, !
Unable to predict Fron's elusive maneuvers and sudden tactics, Antares flew into a rage (a helpless fury), wildly lashing pincers and tail in indiscriminate strikes around itself, trying to force Fron's positioning.
But it miscalculated again!
In response, Fron flashed away ten meters, twirled his weapon, and sighed.
Then, with disdain and scorn, he gazed at its bleeding eye and sneered: "Driven not just by primal desire, but battle instinct too? In that case, to avoid wasting time, I'll send you off early."
As he spoke, even fiercer fire-lightning surged up from beneath his feet. The energy spread across the ground, enveloping Fron entirely.
As he unleashed his magic at full output, the brilliance of hid staff above him grew deeper, more profound.
"Die!"
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T/N: 500 power stones first bonus chapter~