Odyssey of the Blind God

Nial wielded the Broken Runic Spear in front of him while inserting mana inside it.

When the spear was just about to be filled to the brim, he activated Vengeance of Chaos to release some currents of Chaos from within his palm. The Chaos entered the spear that began to vibrate violently.

As the coalescence of all power gathered at the tip of the spear, more than thirty runic constellations that had been engraved across the entire Broken Runic Spear were activated at the same time and their effects overlapped. The overlapping effects showed a much bigger picture because the runic constellations were connected to one another.

Every bit of energy gathered inside the spear\'s pointed blade that began to glow brightly.

The Draco felt an immense pressure awakening from Nial\'s direction, yet, he was unable to sense Nial\'s mana. Nial\'s entire existence seemed to disappear from the view of the Draco, whose reptilian eyes almost popped out while looking at the situation ahead of him.

"I would desperately try to evade this if I were you," Nial said with an eerily calmness when he thrust the spear to the front, aiming at Michael Ignis.

Michael Ignis was still restricted and unable to move properly. Tyrant and Kaeldur might have retreated but the darkness spears around him were still present and so were the crimson darkness vines that restricted his movements just as much.

However, he could tell that Nial\'s words were certainly worth heeding. The spear in Nial\'s hand seemed to vibrate violently and fragments of the spear were already flung through the surrounding. That could only mean two things; the Runic Spear was not able to endure the quality and quantity of the energy that had been inserted in it, or the runic constellations engraved on the runic spear were not suitable for the material that had been used to create the runic spear.

The latter would mean that the runic constellations were too strong for the weaker material to endure. However, that was not something that should be happening because it was hardly possible to create a proper attack and maintain a certain degree of safety when releasing the power of highly potent runic constellations through unsuitable materials.

And Nial\'s attack looked extremely dangerous, especially when the tip of the spear released a finger-sized silverish-white beam that shot through the air while releasing a shockwave.

The finger-sized beam looked harmless and easy to deflect but the Dracos leader and many other Dracos swallowed their saliva as they witnessed what happened afterward.

Michael Ignis let go of his weapon instinctively. He held the Celtic shield with both arms and inserted as much mana inside it as possible.

A large semi-translucent shield manifested in front of the Celtic shield just before the Dilan\'s attack reached it. However, instead of absorbing the attack of the beam, or even the slightest bit of force, the semi-translucent shield burst apart. It didn\'t provide the slightest bit of protection as the beam continued its advance to Michael Ignis.

The Celtic shield was more of a hindrance than the semi-translucent shield to the beam, but even that was not enough to block the attack. The silverish-white beam burst through the red Celtic shield, and it would have killed Michael Ignis if he hadn\'t twisted his body at the last second.

But Michael was unable to evade the attack completely. His shoulder was pierced through and a muffled groan of pain resounded.

The Celtic shield broke apart just a moment later, leaving Michael Ignis without a sword or a shield in his hand.

He was just standing there, his eyes widening even further as he looked at the neat hole that had been carved through his shoulder by the beam before it burst out on the other side. The beam had destroyed everything and Michael couldn\'t help but feel eerie for a moment.

However, there was no time for him to hesitate because the battle was not yet over. But Michael was doing exactly that…he was hesitating.

Shocked due to the attack of the Prometheus origin human, Michael reacted a moment too late. In the meantime, Kaeldur had appeared behind the Draco in his original form. One of his claws held the throat of Michael tightly while his other claw was flattened on his back and ready to pierce through the back of the Draco to tear out his heart.

At the same time, Tyrant\'s spiked mace came crashing down on Michael\'s head, barely stopping millimeters away from the target. And then there was Ryu, whose darkness spears hovered around the Draco\'s entire body, ready to recreate an iron maiden…just differently.

As for Nial, he was breathing heavily as blood trickled out of his nose and eyes.

\'It is too much to ask for inserting some Chaos in runic armaments?...\' Nial thought while the last bits of the Broken runic armament burst apart.

A few fragments had sliced into his palms but that was already the most damage he had sustained if one ignored the blood that oozed out of his nose and eyes.

He removed the fragments of the spear with the use of some dark energy before clearing his throat.

"We didn\'t agree upon a no-killing rule beforehand but I don\'t think we should kill each other. Do you agree that you lost?"

Nial\'s lifeless eyes looked unfocused toward Michael Ignis, whose body was still exuding the blazing blue flames. The blue flames burned Kaeldur\'s claws but the Devil didn\'t retract them this time.

On the contrary, Kaeldur moved his right claw even closer to Michael\'s throat while whispering in his ears, "If you don\'t remove your flames in the next three seconds, I\'ll shred your throat like cheese!"

Michael\'s scales began to clatter when he heard this as a tremendous amount of killing intent overcame him. The two Devils didn\'t kill him only because Nial didn\'t want that to happen. If not for Nial, Michael Ignis would be dead by now!

"I lost…" He said defeatedly while retracting his flames and terminating the use of his Draconic Transformation. A sudden weakness overcame him but it was not enough for him to feel too dejected to walk over to the Dracos Leader and get down on his knees.

"I…lost…" Michael repeated, this time to the Dracos Leader, whose entire mind was still befuddled by what he had just witnessed.

A minute of silence passed and the Dracos Leader began to shudder. He was shaking in frustration and his expression distorted violently, just to end up shaking his head in disbelief.

"You lost because of me… I should have believed this human when he said that he was the strongest, or when this despicable Princess chose him to represent the Elves…I should have intervened…it\'s my fault…" The Dracos Leader blamed himself for the outcome of the battle.

He patted the shoulder of Michael Ignis who was injured from head to toe before he turned his head to the other Dracos.

"I\'m sorry for my grave mistake…" He just said, hoping deep down that he would be able to receive the Greater Forest Dragon egg from his superior, rather than getting sacrificed…

While the Dracos were discouraged and demoralized, the Elves were overjoyed. They didn\'t expect Michael Ignis to be that powerful, let alone to witness such a powerful Original getting restrained so easily. It looked way too easy to be true.

However, Nial couldn\'t care about any of that. He appeared in front of the Royal Princess, who smiled brightly at him before he revealed a sly smile.

"You better give me a good reward, otherwise, I will snatch the Greater Forest Dragon egg for myself!"