First Legendary Dragon: Starting With The Limitless System novel Chapter 166

'Quick and agile, but predictable,' Orion mentally assessed as the room blurred again, transporting him upward to the eighteenth floor.

The next two floors introduced varied Echoes—a heavily armored defender wielding a tower shield and mace, and a flexible swordsman combining martial arts with blade techniques.

Both offered interesting combat styles that briefly challenged Orion's versatility. Yet neither lasted long under his careful precision, superior strength, and growing familiarity with diverse fighting styles.

Stepping onto the twentieth floor, Orion exhaled deeply, taking a momentary pause. He now felt confident in his foundational swordsmanship and spear practice. But there was one thing he had yet to try fully—his newly mastered fire spells. _{freeωebnovēl.c૦m}

'Time to combine swordsmanship with magic properly,' Orion thought decisively. He extended his palm gently, summoning a familiar warmth that quickly condensed into a blazing sphere of fire.

"Fireball," he whispered calmly, launching the blazing orb toward the Echo forming in front of him. The Echo, a muscular fighter with heavy gauntlets, reacted instantly, sidestepping the initial attack.

Orion smiled slightly, pleased at the reflexes of the Echo. He darted forward swiftly, leaving behind glowing embers with each step—activating his spell as he lightly called out, "Cinder Trail."

The fiery footprints immediately ignited the floor beneath, forcing the Echo into a defensive position, wary of stepping onto the burning trail.

'Good, zone control works perfectly,' Orion thought approvingly.

The Echo, pressured by limited mobility, lunged forward aggressively to close the gap. Orion responded quickly, his left hand igniting fiercely with Searing Touch.

He smoothly blocked the incoming strike with Realm Guardian while simultaneously pressing his blazing palm against the Echo's chest, the searing heat bursting forth upon contact.

Instantly, the Echo vanished, dissipating in shimmering mana fragments.

'Damn, I'm impressive. I didn't expect to be able to seamlessly fight with spells and weapons so quickly,' Orion thought to himself with a mock serious expression.

[…Uh, Master, when did you become a narcissist?]

'I'm just stating the truth,' he said with a chuckle as he teleported to the next floor.

On the twenty-first floor, Orion faced a more cautious Echo—this one holding a curved longsword, clearly a duelist specializing in precise and swift attacks. Orion opted to test another spell here, focusing intently as he extended his palm again.

"Flame Dart," Orion murmured, launching the swift, arrow-like projectile at his opponent. The Echo skillfully parried the first Flame Dart, but Orion seamlessly chained multiple castings, each dart progressively faster and more accurate. Pressured by the relentless barrage, the Echo momentarily faltered, providing an opening.

Orion seized the moment, swiftly closing the gap and delivering a precise thrust with Realm Guardian. The Echo vanished, yielding to Orion's overwhelming assault.

Floor after floor, Orion smoothly integrated his spells into combat—Fireball disrupting enemy stances, Flame Dart harassing distant opponents, Searing Touch delivering decisive melee blows, and Cinder Trail effectively controlling enemy movement.

On the twenty-fourth floor, a mage Echo summoned defensive barriers to stall Orion's approach. Yet Orion adeptly shattered these magical shields with rapid Flame Darts before finishing decisively with a powerful Fireball.

Reaching the twenty-fifth floor, Orion paused momentarily, breathing steadily but heavily from the continuous exertion. His gaze remained sharp, eyes bright with determination.

Lumi's cheerful voice echoed proudly, full of excitement,

[Amazing, Master! Your fighting style is getting incredibly refined now that you're blending magic with swordsmanship! At this rate, you'll dominate this Tower easily! ヾ(｡>﹏<｡)ﾉﾞ✧*.]

Orion chuckled quietly, 'And then you wonder how I'm becoming a narcissist? But let's not get ahead of ourselves, I don't think I can dominate this tower this easily.'

Reaching the twenty-sixth floor, Orion continued his relentless ascent, the Tower of Myths growing progressively challenging with each step higher.

Finally, Orion reached the fiftieth floor. A profound stillness filled the arena as the Echo before him began forming slowly, its presence distinctly more intimidating than any prior opponent.

The figure solidified into a tall, muscular warrior clad in streamlined armor, wielding an elegantly forged longsword. Its gaze, though spectral, radiated with battle-hardened intensity.

Orion instinctively understood the gravity of this fight, a clear dividing point within the Tower.

The Echo's sword flashed forward suddenly, its movement shockingly swift, forcing Orion to instantly react. Blades clashed sharply, echoing fiercely through the chamber.

Orion felt a distinct tremor through his sword arm, immediately aware that the Echo's physique surpassed his own.

'This is different,' Orion thought grimly, rapidly adjusting his stance. 'It's physically stronger than me, and its footwork is far superior, so its sword techniques should be as well.'

Their swords danced, clashing and slicing through the air with graceful yet deadly precision. Orion's muscles strained visibly beneath his exertions, every movement requiring absolute concentration to avoid a one-hit defeat.

Yet despite Orion's careful defenses and calculated counterattacks, the Echo's swordsmanship effortlessly began suppressing him.

Orion summoned several Flame Darts in quick succession, attempting to disrupt the Echo's overwhelming offensive rhythm. The Echo skillfully evaded or deflected each projectile, calmly continuing its relentless advance.

Determined to shift momentum, Orion ignited his palm with Searing Touch and lunged decisively, hoping to land a powerful blow.

Yet the Echo smoothly sidestepped Orion's strike, its sword slicing dangerously close to Orion's shoulder, narrowly missing as he twisted at the last second to avoid injury.

'Dammit, I'm being overwhelmed!' Orion's frustration surged briefly as he leapt back, barely evading another deadly slash as he considered increasing his sword's weight.