He was aware of the fight ongoing between the Téra and Layla's group. But there was a reason why he couldn't go help them. He needed to finish the conquest of the realities. It was something he needed for his plan.

In fact, when Arima planned to invade and take control of the mother realities to fight the Creators, he was also thinking about the Téra. He a.s.sumed that they would try to follow him into the other realities to spread their terror. Knowing Karaskan, it was more than possible. That's why Arima relied on Ahura to slow them down. But even then, he wasn't sure that it would happen and thought that he could simply eliminate them after he had acquired the power of the mother realities.

But when he partially fused with Krynox, his plans changed drastically. He learned the ways he could use that power. That's one of the reasons why he was so pressed to get this done with.

"f.u.c.k," Arima swore and blocked two swords with Superore's frame. One blade was red and the other green. Each one of them was releasing a deadly pressure. Arima was in his Ancient Demon form which meant his opponent was quite big as well. In fact, it was a giant lich who apparently liked to fight with swords. The lich's appearance was unclear. Since it was wearing a hood, a metal mask, and gloves, Arima didn't even know if it was skeleton or not.

He gritted his teeth and Aeshma appeared behind him and helped him parrying the lich's swords. The worse was that this lich was perfectly aware of the fact Arima could absorb elements and was exclusively using non-elemental magic.

When Arima managed to deflect the green sword, he fired once with Superore and the two bullets coming out of the barrels. .h.i.t the lich's chest and pushed him back. But just after, preventing Arima from relaxing for even a second, a devastating arrow pierced his chest and made him cough blood. The simple air pressure that arrow carried was enough to destroy the ma.s.sive planet they were on when it pierced Arima's scales.

The demon swallowed back his blood and ordered his seven Evil Spirits to hold off the Lich. Arima rolled his eyes in the direction of that arrow's source and teleported. The dark-elf like woman lowered her bow instantly and kicked the debris of the planet to escape the destructive lightning which exploded right where she was.

As she was taking her distance, Arima appeared in front of her and extended his hand, "[Second Destruction Art, Cavum Nigrum]" He chanted and a small marble formed before cracking and blowing up. A large ma.s.s of darkness formed a vortex and started to suck everything inside to crush it.

The ice, vegetation, and earth that was still drifting in s.p.a.ce because of the planet's destruction were aspired and reduced to nothing. Natus was projected out of Arima's eyes and the black hole went wild and its gravitational field spread far and wide.

The dark-elf trembled and notched three arrows on her bow. She used spirit magic to empower herself and pulled the string. Her expression darkened as she did her best to resist the attraction. Arima was about to charge at her while she couldn't move freely but he heard the lich's sudden roar and shuddered.

The seven Evil Spirits couldn't hold on any longer and were forcefully unsummoned. When they disappeared, Arima groaned in pain and raised an eyebrow. His four pupils narrowed and Natus s.h.i.+ned. His mind went through the chanting process in less than half a second, "[First Blue Art, Estuans Sors] (Burning Fate)."

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He raised his hand and an azure fireball appeared. It looked like a burning star from an outside perspective, "[Adolebitque ea] (Burn them)." The fireball turned into a blazing skull which bellowed and glared at the lich.

"Akoman, Aeshma!" Arima called and the two phantoms were invoked again. Akoman laughed and entered the skull. The skull's eyes turned red. Afterward, Aeshma took a physical form through Arima's aura and became a sort of huge and muscled humanoid monster. It grabbed the fire skull and literally put it on its head.

Aeshma and Akoman screeched together then a ma.s.sive giant skeleton made out of a sparkling blue fire was created. That skeleton roared and shook the world before recklessly charging toward the lich.

The lich sneered under his mask and spread his arms open. A wand materialized in his left hand, replacing his swords, and the purple gem embedded at the end glowed. Then, an oppressive amount of death aura was manifested and gave birth to creatures from the 'underground'. It was a whole army of ghosts and dark creatures that protected the lich.

Additionally, the lich waved his wand and s.p.a.ce twisted violently. One; the connection to the s.p.a.ce-Time surface was broken and Arima definitely felt that. Second; strange fluctuations surfaced and Arima's furrowed, "You… crazy motherf.u.c.ker…"

"{Language.}" A voice sounded in Arima's head.

The lich snorted as tens of planets and stars were being pulled by him in their direction at great speed. Arima was dumbfounded. "That b.a.s.t.a.r.d is actually throwing planets at us!"

"{What a novel idea.}" Krynox commented with his usual emotionless voice.

The fire skeleton was a.s.saulted by the army of ghosts and slowed down. A few seconds later, the first planet burst apart on the skeleton's bones before turning into ashes. Arima clicked his tongue, "There's no way I can have the time to save the people living on those planets."

The skeleton roared and approached the lich as much as it could. Fortunately, the First Blue Art is an exorcising flame so it had quite the advantage over the death energies. When the skeleton was close enough, the flames composing him turned purple, then red, orange, red, yellow before coming back to blue.

When that peculiar phenomenon ended, the skeleton blew up and bathed s.p.a.ce in a sea of blue fire. Meanwhile, Arima had already s.h.i.+fted focus onto the dark elf. The time it took for him to cast 'Estuans Sors' was already enough for her to enchant her arrows and shoot them.

The three projectiles flew toward the black hole and halted unnaturally before they could be consumed by the black hole. The three arrows were connected together by a thread of light and formed a triangle. Inside of it, runes were quickly being drawn.

Arima shot numerous times the formation and the caster itself and conjured multiple 'Infernos' (Fifth Blue Art) as well. But it was already too late. The formation defined by the arrows oddly reversed the black hole made it close on itself. When the black ma.s.s disappeared, the blank it left behind was instantly filled with azure flames and the aftermath blocked Arima's attacks.

Arima flapped his wings in the middle of that sea of fire which showed no sign of calming down. He still could hear the planets and stars manipulated by the lich exploding and burning. It seemed that he was using them to s.h.i.+eld himself.

As for the dark-elf, she wasn't affected by the flames because Akoman and Aeshma were redirecting all of the destructive power of the Art on the lich. Causing the flames around to be not more threatening than the ones coming out of a lighter.

Arima moved in the middle of the fire and left a trail behind him as he neared the dark-elf. Because of that lich, s.p.a.ce had been locked and he couldn't teleport anymore. His power to manipulate s.p.a.ce was formidable but it could be countered if someone with great ability locks s.p.a.ce-Time.

The dark-elf reacted to Arima's charge by firing a volley of arrows. Each projectile she shot would split after being shot and pierce their target.

"[Fourth Destruction Art, Vashta Nerada]" The shadows came out of Arima's body and melted most of the arrows coming toward him. He also fired Superore many times to deflect them and even summoned Az, the Spirit of greed to help. But that dark elf's control and enchantments were virtually perfect. Some of the arrows still hit their mark.

Three of them to be exact. One pierced Arima's left shoulder, the second one pierced his abdomen, and the third one nearly went through his heart and grazed it before coming out on the other side. Arima's huge body shadowed the dark elf's even with the light of the flames raging around them.

As Arima was about to strike and take her life force, the dark-elf didn't show any sign or resignation and actually grabbed a greatly luxurious arrow while dropping her bow. She shortly cried and dispersed the flames for a second as she propelled herself toward Arima. She spun and stabbed the arrow on his chest. The arrow released an overwhelming pressure. A crack appeared on Arima's body and spread over his entire body.

Those cracks glowed strongly then Arima literally exploded and created an open area in the sea of flames with the energy wave.

Blood was flowing down the elven woman's hand as she panted. She sighed in relief and relaxed but then her eyes narrowed. She started hearing m.u.f.fled sounds which gradually became stronger and stronger. The clearer it became, the colder she felt.

She slowly turned her head to the right and saw a creepy phantom whispering in her ear. It was the same at her left, another phantom was there doing the same thing.

They were Saurva and Mithandruj. The former was making her already weakened-self ill while the latter showed her an illusion. She paled and gulped. A certain presence was back just behind her. She closed her eyes and awaited her fate.

Arima squinted his eyes. He pulled out the arrow planted in his shoulder and used life hunt on the dark-elf. He then made a magic barrier around her so that she won't die in s.p.a.ce and threw her in a certain direction with all of his physical strength. The dark-elf was sent somewhere she would be able to rebuild herself. "I won't kill you. I'll be content with this guy." Arima muttered coldly as the flames of Estuans Sors vanished.

The lich's figure could be seen again. His cloak was slightly burnt and you could see that he was a bit tired. A moment of silence was established as Arima and the lich stared at each other.

A few minutes later, the lich dashed and left an after image. His red and green swords were swung from two opposite angles. Arima gritted his teeth and formed a weapon from lightning. He met one of the swords with Superore and parried the other with his newly created weapon.

The moment his lightning weapon came into contact with the red sword of the enemy, it was already threatening to break. Arima grunted and made the weapon self-destruct. He availed the explosion to pull back Superore and fire at the lich's head. The metal mask was destroyed by the bullet and revealed a half-flesh and half-bone face.

"You will die today!" The lich shouted and wielded his sword again. The staff he had summoned earlier hovered above him and fought against Aeshma with non-elemental magic.

Arima barely could keep up with the lich's swordplay. "(It's during times like this that I realize how Karma is important…)" Arima lamented when his seventh lightning weapon broke. Then, his pupils suddenly dilated as he caught a glimpse of his gun. Black lightning abruptly erupted and separated the lich and Arima.

The Ancient Demon laughed as he looked at Superore, "Right! Why did I never think about that?" He talked to himself and started chanting something.

"[Et scan corrumpatur] (Scan and decompose)"

"[Post quod rest.i.tuo] (Alter and restore)"

"[Et duplicare gemmarii sculpes] (Engrave and duplicate)"

"[Et conversum imperium] (Control and convert)"

"[Perdere crea] (Destroy and create)"

A complex magic circle was formed and Arima put Superore inside of it. At the same time, a white object appeared in Arima's left hand. Superore made a bending noise and it also became totally covered by a white illuminance.