Learning this pattern gave him the freedom to sacrifice less mental power towards his defense and push it towards offense. His Wind blades were becoming faster and more accurate, and the body of the girl was practically in pieces.
Although he was not sure how much damage he was inflicting upon her at the start because she had always been laughing, perhaps she had not realized that as the battle was proceeding, her laughter had begun to die down.
He had observed that no matter how much he was able to rip her apart, her body was still kept together by strands of muscles, bones, or vines, and no single part of her had been lost so far.
Therefore the goal was to sever a body part entirely from the whole and destroy it entirely. Andar did not think that this was impossible to do so, no matter how tyrannical her flesh was to be, at this time she was still a Rank 3 Mage.
Her weakness was glaring to him, which was simply Aether. Without the usage of Spells which might have given her the edge, she was challenging Andar using her physique alone, but that was not the only mistake she was making.
It was an oversight that she challenged him when she was still a Rank 3 Mage and not stronger, perhaps if she attacked when he was an Acolyte, she would have the chance to win.
The fact was that, even without the ability to utilize any spells in this fight. He still did not know his true limits and he had not been giving his all in this fight, he was simply laying down the foundations and now he was ready.
Andar placed his hands together as if he was praying, his long jackets flared to the side carried by the winds around him, he had not suffered a single injury since this fight began and his clothes were still spotless.
He spread his hands apart, and the Wind blades that surrounded him instantly increased from ten thousand to ten million!
Next, he fully activated Gray Will and his body began to stiffen slowly. He did not truly need his body, just his mind.
Andar looked at the girl whose red eyes showed tiredness and he was uncertain if he saw a hint of doubt.
He pressed his palms together again, a relatively simple action, but what he was doing was just a distraction to hide the fact that he had been secretly creating tons of Wind blades and keeping them inside his Endless Vault, and now he began to summon all of them.
Separating his palms, the Wind blades that had nearly filled this cavern multiplied to a horrifying hundred million in number, and it was as if Andar had become surrounded by a green sun.
Every single locust was vaporized and the body of the girl was shot back towards the end of the cavern where she slammed into the compressed walls of the cavern that were now as hard as diamonds.
Her body left a large crater in the walls, and she looked at Andar with shock and the beginning of wariness. She had not even received the attack and she was nearly at the edge of death!
Andar was a Rank 1 Mage, not what anyone would call this level special, but at this moment, he had called up enough power to entirely eradicate every single life on the surface of a Minor World.
This level of power was ridiculous for a being of his stature, and he would have been able to utterly eradicate Rowan at the same Rank. It should be noted that according to the Dominator's power ranking, a Rank 1 Mage was equal to a Rift State Dominator, so Andar was at the first Great Circle but the power he had just unleashed could equal that of an Arch mage!
He had many advantages, his extremely special physique gave him what could be regarded as an unlimited well of Aether, and his Endless Vault was also a storage that could be used to hold anything and keep them in the same state as when he placed them inside it.
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