"What are you doing?" The moment Phaso managed to avert his eyes from Lith, he discovered he had been surrounded.
Feela, Zoreth, Aalejah, Solus, Lotho, and Menadion had assumed a six-pointed formation, forming a second smaller barrier with only Lith and Phaso inside.
"I wouldn’t do this if I were you." The Horde snarled at the Tiamat, turning into what looked like a swarm of silvery droplets. "I’m not stupid. Not all of my body is here. Even if you destroy me, I’ll recover and join forces with your dear brother, Orpal.
"I know where he is, Verhen, just like I know your dirty little secrets." The droplets formed two rows of shark-like metal teeth bent into a smile. "You have nothing to gain and everything to lose from making me into your enemy.
"Let me go and give me the fragment in your possession or I’ll put the knowledge of the World Tree at your brother’s service."
"Nice bluff." Lith scoffed. "Too bad the guy who gave me this fragment had a spine on top of a horrible sense of humor. The Sapling didn’t give in to the madness and told me their fragments contained the record of Mogar’s secrets and the perfected Forbidden Spells.
"The Sapling also told me each fragment is unique so the only thing that using my brother’s name just earned you is more suffering."
With that, Lith broke Ragnarök’s seals and let out a burst of Origin Flames. Sword and swordsman became wreathed in fire as they charged in a lunge at the center mass of the blue humanoid.
The pose, the blade, and the fire triggered the trauma of the World Tree’s fragment, paralyzing Phaso like a deer in headlights. Lith also activated the black crystals on his armor and blade, infusing them with darkness energy.
Pain snapped the Horde out of his stupor and Ragnarök came to a halt with a screeching of metal against metal. Phaso’s armor had neutralized the brunt of the energy and then countless armored spores had clung to Ragnarök like tiny little pincers.
The blow had been painful but the Horde had enough mass to snuff the Flames out and launch a counterattack. The spores swirled around the angry blade, locking it into place, and slammed against the Tiamat in a torrent of razor-sharp Adamant blades.
"I was right. You know shit about me." Even while in human form, Lith’s mass was that of a Divine Beast.
On top of that, his Voidwalker armor was made of an Adamant-Davross alloy that weathered the storm of blades like they were raindrops. The Horde grunted and changed his approach, sending his spores through the small space between the scales to bypass the armor and reach the flesh.
Another breath and a burst of Dread Flames vaporized the spores and the Adamant coating them.
’How much did Verhen change since Urgamakka and why is there nothing about him in the Tree’s archives?’ Phaso cursed his bad luck as he retrieved the molten metal and produced new spores.
With the silvery flames shrouding Lith, physical attacks weren’t an option. The Horde tapped into his natural affinities, earth and water, to conjure his tier five spell, Frozen Wasteland.
The ground of the cave trapped Lith’s feet while the ceiling came crashing down like a jackhammer. Both were infused with water magic that dropped the temperature of the room by dozens of degrees per second, sapping the Tiamat’s strength.
A flash of Lith’s blue, red, orange, and yellow eyes sparked a combination of Domination and Void Magic. The stone spikes burst into a hail of ferromagnetic fragments that unleashed the equivalent of a thunderstorm on the Horde.
He released a powerful bolt of lightning that bounced off the countless Adamant droplets, magnetizing them. Then, a single pulse of Void Magic forced them to clump together and sealed them inside a thick layer of solid rock. freewēbnoveℓ.com
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