Re: Timeless Apocalypse-Chapter 60: Free For All(II)

Uriel had no offensive spells. Whatsoever.

[Third Circle: Torrential Pillar]

But it didn’t matter.

Dozens of spell circles flashed into being, encasing his legs as they bulged with muscles he didn’t have. With nothing more than a simple push, he retreated dozens of meters away.

Landing and sliding back, he pushed a palm forward. The ambient aether of the world followed, bending and collapsing into runes as if it were wet paper, forming a large runic spell formation.

[Fifth Circle: Resonant Echo]

The formation suddenly crystallised into a wall of aether that remained in front of him, blotting out the space of the garden.

Ayah and Enoch were confused, but their senses roared with danger.

Uriel, his legs still empowered, pushed forward. His body twisted outward just as a spell circle formed around his fist, snapping into place. Like a spring, his body then snapped back, torquing inward as he launched a punch that impacted the crystallised wall of aether.

[Third Circle: Booming Crunch]

PAH!

The wall shattered.

BOOOOOOM!

A gigantic wall of force erupted from it, slamming into the duo before they could do anything. The wind was knocked out of them as their bodies were thrown into the distance.

Uriel grinned like a madman at the sight.

’It works!’

Uriel’s goal, after discovering he’d have to manage the distribution of his arsenal based on his circle tiers, was to create harmony.

To create a set of circles that, when feeding into one another, blurred the lines between spell tiers.

Uriel’s Third Circle was an augmentation and diminution-type magic circle, essentially allowing him to buff himself and debuff others, the augmentation scaling with the aether he supplied.

That was how, despite his weak body, he’d been able to easily dodge and create distance when they pounced on him.

But his Fifth Circle, his versatile formation-type circle, essentially allowed him to form large-scale formations of what he comprehended, using what he resonated with as a base.

In other words, if Uriel perfectly understood his First Circle, and perfectly resonated his core with a zone of thirty miles’ worth of aether, he could deploy a Fifth Circle formation born from his First Circle, using that same thirty-mile zone as its source.

He could turn a First Circle spell into a Fifth Circle one, deployed over a zone even an average Fifth Circle spell wouldn’t be able to affect.

In simpler terms, it made his spells stronger and vastly wider in scale.

WHOOOSH!

And if he coupled that with the little witch’s spell sentry concept, something he found increasingly more ridiculous the deeper he dove into magic, he could—

BANG!

[First Circle: Pure Droplet]

Enoch didn’t see Uriel coming, but he felt it.

Instantly, he scrambled to his feet, crossing a blade over his chest just in time to block what appeared to be a simple water bullet.

[Fifth Circle: Chilling Wave]

The water bullet suddenly concentrated, becoming a tiny bead of resplendent azure, followed by a titanic wave of freezing wind and aether, so cold Enoch felt his natal aether nearly freeze over at the sight.

He sneered.

With a stomp of his foot, the spell shattered, a powerful surge of his natal aether exploding outward.

In the distance, Uriel’s eyes widened as his two spells shattered.

His shock lingered for too long.

From seemingly thin air, Ayah appeared.

Her gigantic frame towered over him, her blade falling with such weight that he nearly felt its gravity anchor him in place.

[First Circle: Short Warp]

He vanished, teleporting behind her and dodging the falling slice, but as if momentum didn’t exist for her, she stopped dead in her tracks, her numerous wings flaring.

In a blink, she maneuvered through the air, spinning toward him. Her blade transitioned from dead stillness into a sharp horizontal cleave aimed at his chest, his back turned to her.

Ayah, having learned from Enoch, allowed her natal aether to overflow into the surroundings, preventing Uriel from casting spells yet again.

But as if it couldn’t get worse, a bolt of lightning streaked in from the distance, transforming into Enoch. One blade pierced toward Uriel’s heart while the other swung for his eyes.

’Talk about a friendly spar, huh?’

He was cornered, cut off from both sides. Though he knew they wouldn’t kill him, he should have felt some sadness at how quickly they’d disarmed him.

But he didn’t.

He laughed.

In truth, who could compete with him in terms of natal aether?

BANG!

A blinding surge of natal aether exploded from Uriel, shredding theirs apart and instantly assembling into a massive formation looming above them.

[Third Circle: Slug Terra]

[Third Circle: Herculean Blood]

[Fifth Circle: Dual State]

In a blink, a large-scale buff and debuff set of spells was deployed. An ocean of aether burned away in an instant.

Enoch and Ayah felt their power and momentum drain away, as though they were moving through thick sludge, while Uriel was flooded with roaring might.

Enoch blinked.

His swords were slapped away. A fist slid across his face, followed by a leg tearing into his ribs and sending him flying.

Moving as though the world were in fast forward, Uriel jumped, tilting his body in midair. He used the air itself as a platform, launching toward Ayah, who was right behind him.

Her eyes widened, but unlike Enoch, she could react.

Her wings twisted and pierced forward like spears, unaffected by his spell. But Uriel didn’t stop.

He couldn’t.

He’d launched himself with too much force at too close a distance. Whether she reacted or not, he wouldn’t be able to stop.

Either he crashed into her body, she dodged, or, in this case, he was skewered by her wings.

Or so she thought.

[First Circle: Short Warp]

[Fifth Circle: Mirror Drop]

His First and Fifth Circles intertwined. To Ayah’s shock, he didn’t merely teleport away—he switched places with Enoch.

"No—!"

Her wings tore into the shaken Enoch, his armour taking the brunt of the damage and shattering in the process. Her horizontal cleave, which had been moving as slowly as a slug, collided with him.

She tried to pull back, but at the last moment, Uriel’s buff and debuff spells switched. Power flooded into her instead of draining away, and she found she couldn’t stop herself.

Enoch’s jaw tightened. Lie Eater armour swallowed his body, dampening the attack as he was launched into the distance.

This time, he recovered instantly, crashing into a Lie Eater platform that he used to explode toward Uriel.

Then Uriel’s formation switched again.

Enoch lost all power, returning to sluggish weakness, while Uriel regained his torrential augmentation.

"FUCK!" Enoch roared, losing his cool in a rare moment of anger.

He absolutely hated fighting mages, especially versatile ones.

"I’ll show you something."

A sinister light erupted from his green eyes.