Path To Godhood Begins With Marrying Wife And Gaining SSS Rank Skill Chapter 503:Multitude Spells

Volcanus tried to hasten his escape as numerous spells blasted him from every quarter. In a mere few minutes, the molten construct found itself completely suppressed. Its hardened lava armor cracked under relentless assaults, and fragments of molten flesh were ripped away, scattering across the battlefield.

Ethan's gaze sharpened as he surveyed the unfolding situation from his vantage point. He could not permit this outcome. That construct represented something irreplaceable, requiring significant time, resources, and meticulous planning to create. The magical spells employed had been costly, and he refused to let them be in vain. Its loss here would constitute a severe blow.

Without a second thought, Ethan moved. His form became a blur, then reappeared amidst the fray. The instant he entered combat range, his aura underwent a transformation. The draconic energy surrounding him began to recede and concentrate, drawing inward like a held breath before a powerful strike. He lifted his hand, grasping his greatsword. Draconic scales extended, encasing the sword's ridge and reinforcing it as the blade started to hum. A sharp, radiant energy coalesced almost instantaneously, forming a blade of condensed light in his hand. Sword light erupted outward in a concentrated, focused burst.

The sword carried both his own aura and the interwoven power of light. For a fleeting moment, he contemplated infusing it with darkness and chaos as well, but dismissed the idea immediately. This was not the time for experimentation that could lead to unintended consequences. Ethan advanced and swung.

The slash was silent, yet its speed was terrifying. It cleaved through the air like a beam of pure light, striking true before Volcanus could even react. "Roar!" The attack landed squarely upon Volcanus's body. Despite his formidable scales, a gaping wound was torn across a significant portion of his torso. Molten blood erupted like lava, spewing into the atmosphere in thick, incandescent streams. The pain hit instantaneously. Volcanus's body froze for a fraction of a second before his head whipped towards Ethan, his eyes blazing with pure fury. "You... you dare!"

Completely disregarding the magical attacks bombarding him, Volcanus spun around and directed his full attention towards Ethan. His killing intent surged violently as he charged forward, unleashing his entire momentum. Ethan held his ground. He raised his hand once more, and the radiant blade materialized again, now glowing even brighter. As Volcanus surged forward, Ethan swung. Boom!

A colossal arc of light shot forth, tearing through the air and colliding directly with the dragon's charge. Volcanus, however, did not evade. Flames surged across his body, his scales hardening further as he reinforced himself, pushing directly through the onslaught. The radiant slash shattered upon impact. Volcanus paused only briefly before resuming his aggressive advance. Ethan's expression tightened. "His body is exceptionally resilient. With my current power output, I cannot defeat him swiftly." He made a critical decision.

The energy surrounding him shifted once more, this time becoming deeper and more potent. Crimson patterns spread across his skin, then extended outward over his arms and chest. In the subsequent instant, his form expanded dramatically. Scales formed across his entire being, and wings unfurled from his back as a formidable draconic presence erupted outward. A partial dragon form manifested as his draconic bloodline surged towards the fifty percent mark. Unlike Volcanus's blazing red, Ethan's transformed state radiated a darker crimson hue, interspersed with faint golden streaks that pulsed beneath the scales like a second, powerful heartbeat. The ambient space began to tremble as his aura expanded, and Volcanus's charge decelerated for the first time. His eyes narrowed. "So, you can assume dragon form as well."

A trace of surprise entered his voice, but it quickly dissolved into cold, unwavering focus. Without hesitation, he lunged forward once more. The two behemoths collided with immense force. Boom! The impact shuddered through the entire sealed dimension. Waves of energy radiated outwards, distorting the air, while lava surged violently below. Ethan met the attack head-on this time. His sword clashed against Volcanus, and the sheer force repelled both combatants slightly. They attacked again, and then again. The skies reverberated with continuous explosions as the two colossal figures repeatedly engaged, neither yielding ground easily. However, Ethan was not fighting alone. From below, the magical barrage from the construct resumed, joining the fray and striking from the side, compelling Volcanus to divide his focus. Ethan seized the opening immediately. He shifted his grip on the greatsword, allowing the radiant edge to momentarily dim as arcane energy began to gather around his free hand instead. Geometric patterns burned in the air near his fingers, pale blue and sharply defined, rotating in a tight formation. He thrust his palm forward, and a dense bolt of compressed arcane force shot outwards, striking Volcanus squarely on the jaw.

Before the dragon had a chance to fully recover, Ethan rapidly closed the distance, his sword held high. The blow descended in a swift diagonal slash, merging the keen edge of his blade with a subtle arcane charge flowing along its length. Though not ostentatious, the strike was executed with pinpoint accuracy, exploiting a fissure between two scales that his previous attacks had already weakened.

A fierce snarl escaped Volcanus as he lashed out with a powerful swipe. Ethan met the blow on his shoulder, rolling with the impact rather than resisting it. He capitalized on the ensuing momentum, spinning into a point-blank arcane discharge, unleashing it directly against Volcanus's ribs. The concussive blast propelled them apart, and Ethan landed in a balanced, low crouch, his breathing even as he readied for the next engagement.

Concurrently, the lingering effects of the magic formation continued to impede Volcanus, subtly restricting his movements. Under this dual pressure, even the mighty Volcanus began to falter. The wounds adorning his body grew deeper, and his actions became noticeably more sluggish.

It was at this critical juncture that he perceived something astonishing.

Volcanus's gaze widened, fixing intently on Ethan as he observed him more closely. Throughout their fierce battle, he had inflicted numerous wounds upon Ethan, yet none remained. They were healing, steadily and persistently, as if the damage itself was being systematically reversed.

"This is blatant cheating!" he bellowed, his roar echoing through the surrounding mountains.

"Cheating my foot," Ethan scoffed, launching another strike without any abatement in his assault.

If this relentless onslaught persisted, he would be utterly exhausted. A predatory gleam flickered within Volcanus's eyes.

"Enough."