Sylas' fist careened through the air, its speed so fast and its power so great that the frosty winds around it spiraled out of the way, moving with a sharpness that seemed to add to the power of the blow rather than detract from it.
BANG!
Fist and heart collided, both wreathed in the chilliest of winds and the densest of cold.
For a moment, it looked as though nothing happened. Sylas' fist met a resistance it couldn't blast through, and unlike before, where the elasticity of the heart made it somewhat more manageable, this time, the heart felt almost like a solid brick wall.
However, that was when the power traveled through the heart, and the portions of the creature that had yet to ice over rebounded.
That spelled the Violet Rose Heart's death.
There was a ripple through its flesh, and the rebounding force bounced back toward the frozen portions.
They sheared right at their connection point, the overwhelming Constitution of the creature becoming the root of its destruction.
KACHA! CRACK.
With a sudden burst, shards of ice exploded in all directions, and Sylas was sent flying back once again.
But this time, he was ready for it. His Aether was running on empty by now, but he was still able to use his Rune Essence Mastery to form a platform of ice that he glided back along.
Eventually, he slowed to a stop, gasping for breath.
Up ahead, the heart hung in silence from its own Aether veins and arteries. A fleshly pulp fell from its edges, and the silence almost felt dreary in a way.
It looked as though some sort of frost monster had taken a huge bite out of it. There was a large piece of its "body" missing, and the wound was lined with jagged edges of icy blueness. It was dead.
[Dungeon <Violet Rose Brush> Cleared]
[Dynamic Field Dungeon of <Violet Rose Brush> Cleared]
[System Curse Evaded]
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Sylas took deep, heaving breaths.
The leap from Quasi Bronze to a true Bronze creature was far larger than he was expecting. He had had so many advantages, and yet he had still almost lost.
Setting aside the fact that he was the Warlord of this territory, he had immunity to the creature's great strength; the creature itself wasn't used to using its power, whether that be because it wasn't a humanoid to begin with, or the fact it had only just progressed to Bronze through the forceful manipulation of the system and not by its own merit...
Sylas was practically the perfect counter to a creature like this one, and yet it took a 71 Foundation Rune that most on Earth would never get a chance to even see, let alone use, Nosphaleen's help, and the near destruction of his body and life before he squeezed out a victory.
There was truly no doubt in his mind that if he had faced off against a King Beast of any other affinity, he would have lost his life here.
And this was just a Bronze King Beast... how powerful would a Silver one be? Forget Silver, what about just a Quasi Silver one?
And just how many creatures even beyond that were there in the universe?
Sylas took a breath and slowly exhaled.
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