33 Risen#re - Chapter 370

The rune formation of the 34 runes of fire erupted like a volcanic explosion, the flames rushed forth with heat capable of melting stone and steel.

“Let’s see how you can deal with this!” Conner roared at Lirian and laughed hysterically, the 34 runes of fire was part of what got him kicked out of the Blindwatch academy for spellcasters.

Conner had spent almost every second of his time in the academy trying to master the fire ruins, in order to perform the 34 runes of fire, but by doing so he neglected almost all his other studies.

After 15 years he was kicked out of the academy for wasting resources on researching the spell, but even after leaving he continued to study it for over a century before he was able to successfully cast it.

It was a spell that consumed almost every ounce of his energy, and the mental strain was enough to put most people into a coma, but he succeeded in doing it.

The soldiers all erupted in triumph as the fires burned hot and bright, it was like the sun had fallen from the sky.

Even the people of House Kurt were affected by the intense heat, the soldiers hurriedly stripped of their iron armour, that was starting to sizzle under the heat.

Their skin turned blistering red before it dehydrated and started to crack, with blood seeping out, but still they cheered.

They all thought that it was over when there lord was defeated, it was now that they understood the truth about why mages were always so highly regarded, they weren’t as strong as body cultivators, but one good spell from them was capable of changing the course of a battle.

Izlandi looked through the flames with worry, she could still see Lirian’s figure with the fires light, in fact, he seemed to glow brightly under its glow, he glowed brighter than ever before and she could see that same unfazed expression, filled with confidence.

If anything he seemed amused, like the first time she cast fireball and she showed of her skill to her uncle.

It was exactly how her uncle looked at her back then, like he was saying ‘I commend your efforts, but that is only just the beginning.’

Her heart felt at ease for just a second, before she looked at her uncle with worry, if Lirian was as far above her uncle as she feared what would befall her uncle when he lost.

Lirian felt the heat rushing towards him as the flames surged forward, “I didn’t think that I’d have to use it today,” he muttered softly with an amused smile, those flames were filled with all of Conner’s energy which was a lot.

“You should consider yourself honoured to have forced me to do this,” Lirian voice carried through the waves of heat, and his confident was clear in his tone.

As Lirian spoke he touched upon the power of ‘Truth of Realms and Barriers’, the primary use of the ability was to slip beyond the realm veil, but by harnessing that power of the higher realms, Lirian was able to release the suppression of the heavens that cut his power in half, but he could only sustain it for an hour.

Lirian’s energy surged with power and created a small field of suppression that pressed down every being present, his charm and all other abilities were boosted to twice their power, or rather their true power even the metallic purple aura around his body grew thicker.

“The 34 runes of power is an impressive skill to have,” Lirian said to Conner, “But it’s only impressive in the hands of an adept,” Lirian said.

“The truly impressive part about your usage of this spell, is that you’ve pushed it to the level of a spell circle and skipped a step in the path of a mage,” Lirian applauded Conner for what he was able to do.

In the arts of spell casting, spell runes were an equivalent of the forms in swordsmanship, the runes had two stages, both were stages that Conner had achieved.

The amazing part was that he skipped an entire stage of spell casting and created a spell circle, when compared to sword mastery, a spell circle was the equivalent of tension forms.

Hence Conner’s achievement was impressive, it was akin to a swordsmen skipping ‘Free Striking’ and learning ‘tension forms’ it was an impressive feat to say the least, it was either the product of true genius or devotion and dedication to the spell, neither method of achieving it was to be looked down upon.

As a cultivator Lirian had to respect the achievement, to not would be for him to deny a large part of himself, it would be him dishonouring cultivation itself.

“Now then I’ll show you the path to make your spell a true spell circle,” Lirian said and aimed his hand at the spell that threatened to consume him.

As much as Conner hated Lirian he had to admit his power and knowledge was immense he watched Lirian’s movements closely, yet Lirian did practically nothing at all, he simply reached his hand out, he drew no runes or made any complicated hand movements, and in the next second fire blazed forth in the air before Lirian.

Conner watched and his mouth opened in shock as flames raced forth to meet with his flames, the flames smashed each other with equal force, with equal heat, burning each other out.

Conner recognised the spell for what it was, but he refused to believe what he had seen, it had to be some form of trick, all it took was a second for Lirian.

Merely a second and he replicated the 34 runes of fires effect, and the two spells perfectly cancelled each other out.

Conner fell to his knees in exhaustion, “A trick, it has to be some form of trick,” he mumbled, that spell was his master piece, a spell he spent his entire life mastering and honing to perfection.

A spell he discarded all things to pursue and make his own, and now the spell was cast with complete ease by his enemy, no ease didn’t even describe it, he didn’t even use ruins and he replicated the spell to the exact level he achieved.

It was unfair but it was the truth, and he couldn’t accept that outcome.

Lirian descended from the sky his aura vanished from his body as he returned to the roof, “Believe what you will, but I have shown you the path, it’s up to you to choose if you wish to die in ignorance or to learn from what I have shown you,” Lirian said without any empathy.

He respected those who defied the rules of progression, but he had no time to sympathise with the ignorant.

With a thought Izlandi was sucked towards him from her place on the roof, she was as red as a tomato with cracked and peeling skin from the intense flashes of heat, the heat was so intense that the mists were almost completely washed away from the city.

With another thought Stanley was sucked forward, most of the rug that covered him had been burnt, but he was fine.

Lirian discarded the rug and revealed Stanley’s disgusting naked body for everyone to see, then he leapt into the air and flew to the top of the wall.

No one dared to block his path or stand in his way.