The Primordial Record

The amount of Aether that Andar was summoning would have drained a Rank 4 Mage dry, but the battle was just beginning. Without access to spells, to achieve anything he had to be pushing out ridiculous amounts of Aether.

This was reflected in their surroundings, as the chasm created from their clash expanded as the energy inside here could not be contained by the space. The area of expansion reached more than a thousand feet wide before it slowed, this was because they were inside the Black Tower, anywhere else and half a continent would have been flattened.

Below Andar the mouths of the ten massive Venus Fly Traps opened and they cried out, vomiting out large oily clumps of darkness that began to fill this space, restricting vision and sticking to the Wind blades reducing their speed and sharpness.

With a gesture from Andar, the girl cursed as the energy contained in the blades increased, matching and surpassing the darkness clinging to them and they began to move faster than before.

Andar's silence and the laughter of the girl heralded the next phase of their deadly clash.

The shadow around Andar bubbled like hot oil and surged towards him, inside it were fleeting glimpses of vines and large teeth.

The wind blades he was standing on veered to the right, as Andar twisted his body to the side showing an impressive range of dexterity as his body twisted through tiny gaps in between the vines and the teeth, as the wind blades under his feet carried him in short and jerky movements that were so fast, it was as if he was teleporting.

If his physique were not so powerful, he would have crushed every bone in his body using these maneuvers.

All the while he never stopped creating more wind blades and sending them towards the girl, who had now realized that trying to dodge these green missiles was futile and the only way to escape being repeatedly destroyed was by demolishing the Wind blades before they reached her.

Yet she could not hold back all the blades as Andar once again teleported them into her body and she was torn to pieces. She had been trying to find the methods Andar was using to move the blades into her body since spells were not allowed here.

She had quickly realized that Andar must have implanted something inside her body when he had access to it when she had mimicked the form of her girlfriend and he smashed her body apart.

Then she grinned before laughing aloud,

"Oh you sneaky son of a bitch, your tears! You must have created a formation inside my body and used your tears as a carrier! My interest in you has just multiplied a thousandfold Andar."

In the short time, she was unable to locate the formation inside her body, the inability to use spells was a double-edged sword, and she also was disadvantaged, but with her physique, she was never supposed to have such issues.

However, it did not take her long to find out that Andar was able to teleport the Wind blades into her body when they reached a few hundred feet from her, so she began to keep her distance and work to destroy every Wind blade that approached her position.

Nevertheless, destroying the Wind blades was easier said than done, they moved rapidly and it was challenging to predict their movement pattern, a single Wind blade could separate itself into a dozen or a hundred without any indication as the gestures used by Andar were a ruse.

The fact that he did not even need to move his body to control the Wind blades and that he regularly changed his gestures made her confused and shattered her defense.

Every single Wind blade that divided itself was as lethal as the original, and that was not even considering that each Wind blade was filled with such a dense and unique kind of Aether making each of them as durable as Davross.

She had shattered tens of thousands of wind blades in less than thirty seconds, and she noticed that even the shattered pieces of wind were not dissipating so she had to seal them with pieces of tiny vines from the darkness she made, effectively canceling the advantages that the darkness should have given her.

Andar's assault however was unending, as the only thing keeping her in the fight was the sheer speed and control she had over her body. Every single movement of the Wind blades was evolving faster than she thought was possible and it was as if she was not fighting against a single Mage, but against ten thousand Mages working in concert, but not for a single moment did she think she would be losing this fight.

She giggled aloud as she overlooked a Wind blade that slipped through her defenses and sliced across her neck, but her head did not fall off but was held by a single strand of muscle and vine.

Her unique physique which was ranked first among the entire Magus Supreme World and seventh among all the entire multiverse granted her total invulnerability.

She could get hurt, but she could not be destroyed.

A couple more Wind blades passed through her defenses and her body became riddled with holes and deep wounds, but she did not bleed.

She distractedly pushed her jaws that had been sliced into two together before sighing,

'No, this would not do, I have to step it up a notch if I am to ever convince him who is superior among us.'

"Blood of my roots, emerge!"

She cried out, this was not a spell, but one of her natural talents. For the first time since the battle started, she began to bleed.

Her blood did not emerge in small drips but in a massive flood, as millions of black and green drops of blood burst out from her body, and from afar it would seem as if a massive flower was blooming with her at the center.

"Eat!"

A faint buzzing sound emerged from these blood drops which soon magnified until it sounded as if a plague of locusts were arriving, and this turned out to be the case.

Each drop of blood transformed into locusts, each of them the size of a man's head. The buzz from their wings made space warp and their speeds were like lightning bolts. Each of these Locusts had extremely durable bodies and judging from their strength and speed, they could individually stand up to a Rank 4 Mage.

Her face grew pale, and she would have fallen if not for the massive rush of Aether that flooded into her body, keeping her mind active, even if her body was on the verge of shutting down.

This girl was monstrous, but Andar was in the state of Gray Will simply did not care, the locusts were merely a new factor in this battle, and he reacted to it accordingly.

For the next thirty-five seconds, Andar performed miracles. He zig-zagged through the plague of locusts, accurately slicing in two any of them that approached him, and since at any given moment he had to contend against at least a hundred locusts, the area around his body grew bright with heat and friction as each Wind blade that sliced through a locust brought out sparks and great heat.

The sparks around him were like countless stars being birthed and destroyed every single moment. With the level of precision he had over his Wind blades this scene was extremely remarkable.

The speed and pattern of attacks from the locusts were fast and vicious, and if he allowed a single one to go through his defense, he would be ripped to shreds.

Below him, the sliced bodies of the locusts fell like rain, and when they hit the ground they slowly began to heal, and it would not take long before they rose again to continue the fight.

He rotated three sixty and clapped his hands together, the motion slamming a hundred Wind blades together into a spinning shield that slammed against three large Venus Fly Trap sneaking behind him, while shooting another hundred wind blades at his feet to create a tunnel as he used the momentum from the clash to push himself downward, before reversing his course and hurtling upwards.

All this while he never stopped attacking, it may appear that he was in danger, but he knew that he still had the ability to refresh himself, although her attacks were vicious and fast, he had already learned what he needed.