Taming The Villainesses novel Chapter 345

Theo grabbed onto a floating box on the water’s surface and sat Aira down on top of it. It hurt his heart a little to pry her off when she whined and clung to him, unwilling to let go—but there was no helping it.

“Then let’s proceed as planned. Lady Elga will take the front. Miss Mirna, your role is support. And I’ll strike with a powerful spell.”

What he pictured in his mind was the classic trio: tank, support, and damage dealer. Their current party was quite well-balanced in terms of roles, enough to give a sense of stability.

If there was one thing to be concerned about, it would be Queen Aira, who could become an unpredictable variable. Once the battle began, things would grow unimaginably chaotic. He might not have the luxury to keep an eye on her.

Perhaps having read his thoughts, the blonde Nymph said:

“I’ll watch over her. You guys just focus on taking that monster down.”

It was hard to gauge this Nymph’s actual power level, but she was dependable in her own way.

Good, then. Let’s go all in from the start.

—Spell chant, begin.

From the center of his brain down through his fingertips and the ends of his limbs, Theo could feel mana boiling throughout his entire body. From this point on, his body was a living cannon, a turret for launching the explosive shell that was magic.

He began parallel-processing layers of complex spell structures and diverse incantations as fast as possible in his mind—

No. In the midst of trying to summon the biggest, most extravagant magic, he realized his mistake and quickly corrected course.

What he needed to summon was something simple.

More lethal.

More destructive.

Shave off all the unnecessary elements.

Focus solely on one thing: the act of killing the enemy.

“What terrifying magic... Even I’ve never seen mana this pure and concentrated.”

“I can see it too. Looks dangerous—”

He could hear Mirna’s and Elga’s voices at his side. Then Theo shut his eyes, severing all senses including vision, and delved deeper into his inner consciousness.

What he was constructing was a single-point breakthrough.

“Magic spear.”

—Gungnir!!!

With a fierce burst of mana tearing out from within his body, the spell shot forth like a bolt of lightning toward the spider.

Crash—! Crackle—!

However, the spell that should’ve landed squarely on target was blocked by something like an invisible wall. A magical defense? That monster could use that too?

Now that he looked, a barely-visible magical barrier was surrounding the spider. In this state, no attack would have penetrated it. But honestly, it didn’t matter.

This was his full-power, peak-condition effort.

He had fused three properties into one.

Fire.

Pierce.

Kill.

The spell Gungnir, born from weaving those three into a single, stripped-down form, was something that surpassed the concept of “defense” as the spider understood it.

Clang—!!!

The blazing magic shattered the spider’s thick magical barrier and pierced clean through its grotesque torso of bone.

━━━──!!!!

The spider, still crouched, screamed with all eight of its faces—where eyes should have been. A horrifying cry, like thunder crashing down, made everyone flinch.