Novel Full Chapter 1512: Cyclone Colossus
Chapter 1512: Cyclone Colossus
Immediately after Ibarin slammed his fist against his chest, the signal was given.
His body erupted.
His core split open like a cracking shell, releasing a violent surge of magic as wind wrapped around him in a spiraling wall. In an instant, it condensed so densely that it became visible to the naked eye, raging bands of air solidifying around his form like spinning armor.
The air around Ibarin began to hum, a low, eerie tremor that rattled the broken stones beneath his feet. Dust lifted from the ground, drawn toward him as if some invisible hand were pulling every grain closer. His hair whipped upward. His eyes glowed a pale, haunting white as the very wind bent to his will.
A deafening crack echoed through the arena like the sky splitting apart.
The air exploded outward, and then collapsed back in, swirling violently around him.
Winds screamed, twisting faster and faster until his form vanished completely within a raging wall of air.
And from the storm’s heart, a shape emerged.
A towering silhouette rose from the vortex, its limbs sculpted from whirling currents, its chest glowing with the faint blue shimmer of compressed mana. The Cyclone Colossus stood like a storm given flesh, its body transparent yet immense, the edges flickering as though reality itself struggled to hold it together.
With its first step, the ground cratered. Pressure blasted across the battlefield, flattening nearby trees and hurling stones away like scraps of paper.
Ibarin stood inside the colossus’s chest, a faint figure suspended in the eye of the storm, his arms spread wide as if commanding the winds themselves.
“This is his Breakthrough,” Raze muttered, eyes narrowing as he stared up at the titan of wind. “I thought he wouldn’t risk using it with so many people here… but I guess I was a fool.”
Just the mere presence of the Breakthrough form was enough to tear the battlefield apart. Wind currents sliced across the arena like countless invisible blades.
Safa was forced to work overtime.
She planted her feet and summoned her light magic, casting a dome of radiance around the stands to shield the guests. The barrier flickered under the constant pressure. People inside struggled to breathe as the air was ripped away, several of them getting shallow cuts across their arms and faces from the slicing wind.
Safa gritted her teeth, constantly channeling her healing abilities to mend the wounds as fast as they appeared.
Meanwhile, Raze launched himself upward, his dark wings flaring from his back. He darted around the spinning titan, swinging his sword with the Dusk Wing formation.
Lines of dark magic carved out from his blade, lashing across the creature’s legs and arms.
But the results were grim.
Each slash tore away only scraps of wind before the air simply folded back in, sealing the wounds like water closing over a stone. The damage was nothing. The wind instantly reformed, spinning faster than before.
“I need to try an even stronger attack than that,” Raze growled, raising his sword in both hands.
Even Liam’s sword, capable of cutting through anything, would be useless here. The wind strands were spinning so fast they had become as dense as steel, redirecting the blows with sheer force.
Which meant Raze had only one option, overwhelm it with more power than it could regenerate.
“Eclipse Formation, second form!”
His blade darkened until it looked like a crack of night carved out of the world itself. He swung it down.
A black crescent tore through the air, the sky itself dimming in its wake.
The strike ripped toward the glowing center where Ibarin stood.
But the colossus moved.
Its two massive arms converged, hands slamming together in front of its chest like a shield.
The Eclipse Strike hit with a deafening impact. The vortex of wind around its arms began to disintegrate under the pressure, only to whirl back in, wrapping over itself like living tissue.
The attack fizzled out. The darkness was consumed.
And the Cyclone Colossus still stood there, towering, untouched.
“Damn…” Liam muttered from the wall. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen Raze’s Eclipse Strike have next to no effect like that. That thing has to be seriously strong.”
As if to answer him, the colossal being moved its arm.
The tips of its giant fingers unraveled into spinning vortexes, each one the size of a carriage.
They slammed down on Raze.
The vortex crashed into him like a falling mountain, the sheer force blasting him down from the sky and driving his body into the ground. Stone shattered under the impact, cracks spiderwebbing outward.
The vortex continued to press down on him, layers of slicing wind crushing him beneath their weight, the air itself screaming as it compressed around his body.
But then,
A flash of light.
Raze roared, forcing his blade upward as he poured Qi and dark magic through it. A pulse of destructive energy tore through the swirling winds, breaking a hole in the vortex as he drove his sword forward.
The attack was Void Pulse.
It split the winds just long enough for him to blast free, streaking across the ground and skidding to a halt.
He sucked in a sharp breath, sweat dripping down his face.
’My Blazer is doing a lot of the heavy lifting here… otherwise, that would have crushed me,’ Raze thought grimly. ’With such a massive creature like this, there’s really only one way to beat him. I’ll have to pour more dark magic and Qi into my blade than the wind he’s creating.’
Slowly, he raised his sword.
He turned the flat of the blade toward Ibarin, the shadows around it deepening.
His voice rang clear across the roaring battlefield.
“Eternal Night Formation… the eighth formation.”
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