1821 Brunhild's Magical Prowess

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"[Eternal Tempest]!"

FLUOOOOOSH!

Brunhild summoned the power of the Wind and Lightning Element as the clear skies of the desert changed in mere seconds. She began pushing herself to her limits as she started to spend all her Mana reserves without stopping.

An enormous thunderstorm and windstorm emerged, which combination was named Tempest! And the Eternal Tempest Spell was one of the strongest Wind and Lightning Spells that Kireina taught to Brunhild!

FLUOOSH! CRAAASH!

Powerful slicing wind currents and deadly, destructive lightning strikes began raining over the Necrotic Death Lord, as the skeleton-faced bastard only laughed at Brunhild's struggles. Although the powerful magic was damaging his soul and body, she would need a hundred times that power to actually kill him.

"Your bravery is commendable, but you're merely a pathetic and struggling child! Just die and we shall join as Undead together with Lady Hel!" Laughed the Necrotic Death Lord, swinging his blade countless times around him, generating a barrier made of countless slashing attacks that protected him from the lightning and winds!

SLASH! SLASH! SLASH! SLASH! SLASH! SLASH!

Brunhild kept attacking with winds and lightning, as her eyes started to shine with a magical aura. Her Daos began to awaken her further as she started to decipher the power behind her opponent's elemental magic.

"RAAAAHHH!!!"

She quickly imbued some lightning into her giant staff, as she pointed it at him. The skeleton laughed, looking at her like a struggling child with no chance of winning, and lowering his guard even further.

CLAAAASH!

"It's useless, child."

He easily parried her blow, as her staff suddenly shattered, being broken in two halves which she held with her hands while gasping for air and vomiting black blood.

The Necrotic Death Lord walked slowly towards her, mocking her weakness as he pointed his finger at her, about to touch her forehead.

"Rest, child, your death will soon come. There's no point in being so hasty-"

"[Phantasmal Aura]! [Endless Death Sword Dance]!"

FLUOOOOOSSSSHHHH!!!

Suddenly, an enormous Phantasmal Aura surged around Brunhild, her magic quickly working into imitating the Necrotic Death Lord's techniques as magic spells! His face as shocked as his empty eyes' flames began to flicker.

"What…?!"

But he couldn't even react appropriately as Brunhild's Phantasmal Aura suddenly changed, transforming into countless Giant Arms that wielded enormous Death Swords made of this very Phantom, and then raining its hundreds of consecutive attacks against him!

CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! CLASH!

"A-Agggh…!" The Necrotic Death Lord began to struggle for the first time! The enormous blades began shattering his defenses as they even managed to slash and pierce through his powerful Phantasmal Aura, even the pseudo barrier made of sword slashes was broken down!

"T-This is impossible! How did you…?! What sort of power do you have?! A mere magician shouldn't be capable of this!"

"I am not… a mere magician…"

Brunhild's Dao suddenly began evolving, revealing itself, a powerful Dao that comprehended everything within her surroundings, complementing the other Dao that allowed her to create Magic with utmost ease…

This was the Dao of Comprehension!

A mere Dao with a very simple name, yet it had such a powerful effect once mixed with a magic talent capable of imitating anything the magician saw with their every eyes!

But not only imitate it… But improve upon it!

"[Giant Death Sword Decapitation]!"

A massive blade fell down towards the Necrotic Death Lord, as he quickly jumped away from the blow, which still managed to slice through one of his arms, making him lose one of his precious swords!

CLAAAAASH!

"AAAAGH!" The Necrotic Death Lord was filled with disbelief, not only his cut arm wasn't regenerating either, but he was suddenly trapped… within a domain made of ghosts?!

"[Endless Domain of Phantasmal Specters]!"

FLUOOOSH!

The ghosts roared and cried back at him, calling him an assassin. Somehow, Brunhild had managed to learn a necromancy technique, imitate it, decompose it, reconstruct it, and suddenly expand upon it into new spells! And one of them channeled the power of her foe, bringing the many souls they had tortured to torture them back.

"OOOOOHHH!"

"YOUUUU!"

"YOU POISONED MEEEEE!"

"BACKSTABBING BASTARD!"

"KILL!"

"DON'T LET HIM GOOO!"

"What?! The souls of those I've slain!?" He muttered. "What sort of trick illusion is this?! It's impossible a non-Necrotic Death Lord would be able to conjure this! It is merely an illusion! AN ILLUSION!!!"

The Necrotic Death Lord was incapable of comprehending what was happening, as Brunhild continued growing weaker while conjuring these spells she was creating on the spot!

the desperate skeleton started to slash away at the ghosts, killing many of them, but many more continued emerging everywhere. His face began to grow paler than he already was, only making him seem completely insane.

"My power… it is being drained…!" He muttered, suddenly realizing this wasn't coming from Brunhild, but the twins which appeared behind her!

He suddenly noticed strange spirits he had never seen before, resembling tiny ghosts, skulls, snakes, insects, and even frogs. These spirits were… Death and Poison Attribute Spirits!

"Where did they came from?! This is…!" As he fought to free himself, Brunhild realized the twins were here.

"Y-You're here!" She muttered, feeling more and more tired with each second. "Those spirits…! I knew something else was complementing my magic…"

"We were able to call for their aid when we least expected it. Our wounds, and the poison, as long as there are elements, spirits will come with our call…" Ariant muttered with a smirk.

"Yeah, t-they are here to help…! And the Poison Spirits can't heal us, but they can slow down the venom!" Said Eriant, as her hands waved and several purple-colored spirits reached Brunhild's wounds, making the venom expand more slowly.

"Thank you but…! Ungh…!" Brunhild muttered. "I am barely at my limits!"

"YOUUUUUU…!"

FLAAAAAASH!

CRAAASH!

Suddenly, Brunhild's spell shattered the moment she struggled to keep herself awake. As the monstrous Necrotic Death Lord emerged from within it, his entire skeleton body having begun to distort and mutate, making him resemble a beast made of bones with a single venomous sword on his jaws, working as a sharp fang. Powerful cosmic essence began overflowing from within his body…

"No more games…! I WILL MAKE SURE TO KILL YOU!"

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