Flame Breath LXXX, a full eighty-layer enhancement!
Having tasted the sweetness of this skill, Eugene became unstoppable, hunting Hellhounds like crazy.
There really weren't many magic-using monsters in the dungeon.
Only in the deep levels could he find monsters like Hellhounds, which came with a powerful natural magic and were numerous and easy to hunt!
For Eugene, this was a heaven-sent, superb magic!
Now, stacked to eighty layers, this one breath had completely transcended dimensions in terms of range, distance, power, temperature, and impact!
So, dear Sword Princess. If you want to become stronger, if you want to take another step forward when you have already hit a bottleneck, then please unleash your full power and desperately cling to life!
Eugene's chest swelled high. With Ais prepared to fight to the bitter end, he ruthlessly spewed a lethal flame at the golden-haired angel!
ROAR!!
A blinding flash of light obscured everything!
The fire, which would normally spread into a near semi-circle, was now forcefully constrained to a single line, instantly multiplying the resulting impact. That surging, erupting magical flame transformed into a colossal pillar of fire, advancing straight forward, completely consuming all space in its path!
!!!!!!!!
Ais's eyes were lit up by the firelight, her face was lit up by the firelight, and her body was lit up by the firelight. She had nowhere to hide, nowhere to retreat! This time, there were no reliable teammates, and no wide-open ground or sky! There was only herself and the flame attacking head-on!
"Awaken!!"
The golden-haired girl roared, her expression more serious than ever before, tightly gripping the precious sword that had accompanied her this far. Even having summoned her magic, even holding the Indestructible sharp sword, she still felt utterly unsafe.
No one is coming to save me.
Even if she cried out, she could only move forward alone!
In a flash.
The surging flame arrived. The terrifying temperature had already scorched Ais's hair ends before it even touched her!
A cool swirl of wind was attached to her body. "Ariel", the magic gifted by her mother, allowed her every movement to be as light as a feather riding the wind.
Whoosh!
The oncoming tide of flame was split in two! Wherever the sharp sword tip went, it opened up a safe vacuum for Ais.
But Eugene's breath was too long and too enduring. To avoid being swallowed by the rapidly following impact, she had no choice but to swing her rapier with all her might, creating a ridiculously dense net of swords to hold up a small space for herself.
"Ugh, ugh, ugh!!"
The alarming heat scorched her delicate skin. Ais, her eyes full of crisis, gritted her teeth, enduring the burning that was torture to any girl. She not only refused to retreat but pressed her sword forward, using full-output magic and super-speed swings to force her way forward against the impact of the flame, step by step!
I cannot retreat.
I have to get stronger, much stronger! If I don't win this fight, how can I ever reach that person! How can I ever get back Mom and Dad!
On both sides of her, the ground was beginning to carbonize. The stone and earth of the walls were washed away by the flame, rapidly turning into dust.
Sizzle, sizzle...
Finally, her flushed skin could no longer endure the escalating temperature and began to swell and blister. Burns are a terrible injury. The pain is bone-deep and protracted!
But what did this pain matter when facing a life-and-death crisis? When she was truly putting everything on the line, staking her all? What did mere physical collapse matter!!
In front of Ais, the sword shadows grew brighter, her hands swinging into a transparent blur, completely imperceptible. The increasingly prominent tip showed an unyielding sharpness!
But just as she stabilized her stance and prepared to continue advancing, the flame in front of her intensified again!
Hellhounds were, after all, weak monsters. They needed to charge up, and their magic was only enough to keep the fire going for a short time. But Eugene was a monster who drank magic potions like water! And he was currently in the Stamina/Magic Compensation State. He could output infinitely if he wanted to!
Don't let the fire fool you. Eugene could breathe it for another hour or so without stress!
Magic infusion doubled!
To fully cooperate with this trial, Eugene cast aside all concerns and went truly all-out! Magic was rare because of its extraordinary power. In regular combat, adventurers mostly relied on dodging, complemented by shields. Direct confrontation had too high a chance of injury, and almost no one would do it.
But today, Eugene was forcing Ais to fight for her life! He was forcing her to recall how her weak self once broke through her limits!
Scream!
Advance!
Swing the sword!
While unleashing energy capable of destroying the girl, the man sincerely cheered her on in his heart.
Ten seconds, twenty seconds... In the fiery tide where no living creature should survive, a struggling but determined gust of wind was moving against the current!
One step, then another.
Ais's palms were utterly raw, skin torn open. She felt like she was trapped in an eternal hell, advancing endlessly without seeing the end. But in the midst of the chaos, there was always a force pushing her, a line guiding her. Helping her cross the boundary she could not cross on her own.
Closer!
Her expression was completely vacant. The only thought left in Ais's mind was to swing her sword. Large patches of her skin were scalded, losing their beauty. Her golden hair was burning, becoming singed and charred. But none of this could shake her determination one bit. Her blood was boiling, both from the heatwave and from her soul.
Though in a desperate situation, her movements were getting faster and faster. The Wind Spirits surrounding her also became more and more joyful!
In the Age of the Gods, there was a race known as the "Syrinx" (Wind Spirits) who guided the heroes. They possessed wondrous power, claiming to be the beings closest to the Gods, also known as "God's Favorites," "God's Avatars." Ais Wallenstein's mother, whom she remembered, was a Wind Syrinx named "Aria"!
Crack!
Bones and muscles burst with a sharp sound simultaneously. A certain lock within Ais's body had loosened. Her parched body was flooded with sweet spring water. The bottleneck that had trapped her for three long years was finally shattered at this moment!
The Line of Death is the Boundary!
To transcend life and death is to transcend oneself!
An unyielding will burst from the girl's eyes. The blood of the Syrinx within her was finally mobilized after a long silence. Brand new gusts of wind swirled out from every corner of her body, bringing with them a cool, refreshing sensation of unhindered flow!
She smiled.
Grasping the thread that guided her forward, Ais finally climbed to a higher place. The endless fire hell could no longer restrain her!
Zing!
A lingering sword-hum echoed throughout the passage! It was clear and sharp even amidst the howling fire sea!
In Eugene's sight, facing the dazzling firelight, a proud and beautiful figure advanced with great strides.
She mimicked Eugene's stance, spinning her sword to draw a vortex constructed of wind. In an instant, the scattering wind swirls blew away the flames! The tiny wind dispersed the fierce fire, then retracted and converged, condensing into a single, indestructible point!
Ais returned her sword to her chest, her magic power surging to its limit!
Magic + Idea + Sword Technique + Combat Strategy = Hissatsu Waza (Finishing Move)
"Lil' Gust!"
Breaking the plane with a point!
The condensed point of cyan cold light tore through Eugene's fire wall with overwhelming force. In just one step, she was in front of the familiar stranger who was both enemy and friend!
After a long thirty seconds, the two finally met again!
Their eyes met across the space. The angel reborn from fire and the demon king with the wicked smile clashed in intention.
Congratulations.
Eugene grinned, not forgetting to summon his battle-axe.
CLANG!!
An incomparably clear piercing sound rang out!
He was blasted back tens of meters, man and axe included!
Holy shit!!
Eugene, his throat smoking, couldn't utter a single word and could only let the girl pursue him. However, he didn't forget to toss out a bottle of complete healing potion and a thick coat before turning his head.
The next second, he gave a dashing farewell gesture.
Whoosh!
Hiraishin!
The man who had given the girl an unforgettable memory vanished into the depths of the passage, leaving behind the girl, who looked blankly at the darkness, not knowing what expression to wear.
"..."
She silently picked up the potion bottle and put on the overly large coat. Ais looked back at the horrific, still-burning sea of fire and pouted in dissatisfaction.
"Your name..."
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