Aether Chronicles: Birth Of A Legend-Chapter 51: Too Stupid To Look Up

Raegar started searching the Forest Men's camp and collected Green Aether Cores that were littered all over the place, storing them away in his magic bag. While doing this, his senses burst to life, causing him to jump to the side just as a spear pierced the ground.

'What the hell!' he thought.

Seconds later, a voice full of malice sounded out of the darkness, which caused his hair to rise. ''What brings a Devil Hunter so far from their little town? Don't you know it's dangerous for your kind in the Bloodfang Forest?''

A shiver ran down his spine as three auras slammed into his body, causing him to grit his teeth while steeling himself, but it was one of them that was worrying as it was on the stronger side of Tier Two.

'It doesn't matter!' he internally raged as his instincts told him to run. 'I gotta get stronger!'

Raegar shook his head while taking out his daggers. ''I've killed enough of your kind to be called that,'' he taunted with a cocky smile. ''But I'm not officially one, so it doesn't matter.''

Following that, three tall devils stepped out of the surrounding treeline. The strongest one had four horns and was holding a massive hammer while looking at him like he was prey. He backed off, but another devil wielding a whip appeared with a loud crack.

The last enemy knocked an arrow, a wicked smirk curling his lips as he aimed at Raeger. But in a heartbeat, the leader exploded into motion, charging at him. When seeing this, he unleashed a roaring Lightningfire Blast that hurtled toward the devil.

Without pause, he summoned Hydra Blades, twin whirlwinds of jagged earth torn from the ground itself, to face the remaining pair as explosions rang out. He sent the spinning knives flying as they sang through the air, crashing into the devils' legs with bone-shattering force, hurling them back.

His eyes blazed as he turned on the leader and launched a dagger in a gleaming arc toward the fiend's skull. The devil snarled, raising an arm to deflect the strike as he vanished thanks to Flash Step.

In an instant, he appeared behind the leader, his blade flashing as it sliced through the devil's ankles. When feeling this, the enemy let out a roar of rage, shaking the battlefield, his massive frame staggering as he swatted the airborne dagger aside.

Following that, Raegar summoned the dagger just in time to block an arrow from the third devil that sent him skidding back while his arms strained against the power just as the whip lashed his leg and sliced it open.

''Such a scene would disappoint Grandfather and Yuki,'' he muttered while blocking another projectile as his blood stained the ground. ''This isn't enough! I need to become even stronger!'

Steeling his resolve, he rushed toward the panicking enemy while ignoring the pain, but the second devil cut him off by attacking with the whip, forcing him to throw the daggers as a crack rang out.

They sliced through the air and one buried itself in the archer's neck while he used Aether to send the second flying toward the devil, causing the fiend to block the blade that slammed into the handle and sent it crashing across the ground while severing the enemy's hand.

Moments later, he summoned the daggers and raised them just as the leader's hammer slammed into him, causing pain to shoot through his arms before he shot through the trees like a missile.

''Arghh!'' he moaned while crashing into the ground with a sickening thud.

While lying there he remembered what Yuki taught him and cast the spell, causing him to blaze with Enhancement magic, a surge of power that coursed through his sinews, steadying his grip as he parried the devil's crushing blow.

With a defiant shout, he unleashed a Stormfire Bullet that slammed into the earth. The ground erupted as dust and embers blinded the enemies, cloaking the battlefield as he leaped back to clear enough space to use his next spell.

He quickly cast Titanfall. At his side, a massive tungsten rod shimmered into existence, then rocketed skyward with blinding speed, leaving the devils blissfully unaware of their impending fate.

Raegar used wind Aether to guide the spell's ascent, his gaze fixed intently on the two devils below. The leader looked at him with evil red eyes before it started charging toward him while readying to strike.

''Too bad you're too stupid to look up,'' he said while dropping his hand.

As the devils erupted into mocking laughter as nothing happened, Raegar bolted, his instincts screaming. Moments later, a black dot punctured the sky, and the tungsten rod crashed down, obliterating their leader in an instant.

The sheer kinetic force unleashed a devastating wave, shredding the surrounding forest into splinters. The shockwave hurled him backward, but a sharp crack split the air as something coiled around his leg.

He spotted the whip devil, battered and half-dead, emerging from the chaos. Raegar's eyes widened in shock as he flung his first dagger, followed by a second. When the devil saw this, it smirked, deflecting the initial blade, but the last one struck true, burying itself in its eye.

With a guttural howl, the whip devil let go, and the shockwave flung him deeper into the forest's wild embrace. Flying debris battered his body mercilessly, knocking him unconscious mid-flight.

When he finally stirred awake, he found himself sprawled in a shallow pond, surrounded by uprooted trees and scattered boulders. 'What happened?' he thought with a groggy mind.

Raegar sat up while looking around in relief, as there weren't any more devils. He shook his head and stood up as the aches hit him. ''Owww!''

''I need some time to rest,'' he muttered while summoning his daggers and putting them in his bag.

Following that, Raegar searched the area he was in and soon realized he was on the shore of the dangerous Siren's Sea, which he knew lay on Nytheria's eastern border with the Korrveth Kingdom.

'Hopefully, the demons don't find me,' he thought while walking toward the beach. 'They will try to arrest me for invading their lands. Stuck up, idiots.'

Raegar scanned the area and noticed a tree that sat on top of a nearby hill that he could camp under. He headed toward it but soon realized how tired he was as his body ached and his pools screamed out for Aether.

''I can't keep relying on Titanfall. It's draining too much energy right now,'' he muttered under his breath as he trudged up the hill, his body protesting with every step.

When reaching the top seconds later, Raegar spotted a small cave nestled beneath the roots of a gnarled tree. Without hesitation, he crawled under, brushing aside the ache in his limbs, and began setting up his tent.

Following that, he started a fire after gathering some firewood and started cooking some meat and bread. While waiting for the food to finish, he took out a health potion and felt the cuts close up.

''That feels better,'' he mumbled while pulling out his waterskin and downing some of the cold liquid.

Raegar bided his time, the tantalizing aroma of roasting food filling the cave until it was finally ready. With a restless energy coursing through him, he strode out to stretch his legs, the crisp air hitting his face like a war cry.

As he emerged from his hideaway, the ground trembled, and his gaze snapped down as a monster breached the surface of the water. His eyes widened in terror as the aura of a Tier Nine beast slammed into him, a force that nearly buckled his knees.

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Before him unfolded an earth-shaking spectacle, a colossal serpent locked in a titanic clash with a savage, armor-clad turtle, its jagged maw snapping with apocalyptic fury. Raegar shook his head and continued watching the fight.

'This is insane,' Raegar murmured, his mind racing. 'I remember tales from an old tome, legends of sea monsters rising from the Siren's Sea to crush ships in their watery grasp.'

He sank onto a rocky perch, tearing into the dripping meat and hearty bread, savoring the makeshift meal as he watched the epic clash unfold below. The serpent thrashed while the turtle roared, their battle a symphony of chaos.

But the skies soon darkened, and a snowstorm descended, the icy wind whipping the world into a frenzy. With a reluctant grunt, Raegar retreated to the sanctuary of his cave, the storm's howl chasing him back into the shadows.

The campfire blazed fiercely against the biting cold that clawed its way into the cave, desperate to snuff out the warmth. He stoked the flames, ensuring their crackling vigor held the icy air at bay.

Satisfied, he slipped into his tent, burrowing beneath layers of sheets that cocooned him in heat, a steadfast shield against the endless night beyond.

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